It's just that I don't know how long I can hold it...... Jun Haixin thought silently in his heart, it was a year, two years...... Or five years?! And the answer, she didn't know.

After hugging enough, Jun Haixin took a deep breath and let go of his hands, "I'll go back to the room first." With that, he turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Sea Heart!" Song Yi stopped and said, "You ...... tomorrow night."

"I'm not coming back tomorrow night, I'll sleep outside." Jun Haixin replied. Just because I don't want my loved ones to see my pain. Even if she locks the door of the room at that time, I am afraid that my sister-in-law will also worry about spending the night outside the door.

Speaking of fun, Jun Haixin stepped up the stairs. Song Yi looked at Jun Haixin's back worriedly, but he was full of worry.

Although the eldest son was really relieved that she had found her life, she thought that her sister-in-law had not heard any news of her life, and her heart was lifted again. Especially, now that my sister-in-law is 40 years old, she will be 41 after the New Year, but she doesn't even have a shadow.

Sometimes Song Yi can only comfort herself, maybe in a few days, her sister-in-law's fate will suddenly appear, just like Jinchen met Xiaoxu, which happened under circumstances that no one expected.

Thinking about it this way, Song Yi's mood will be slightly better.

Jun Haixin walked into the room, the whole person lay on the bed tiredly, took out the white medicine bottle from her pocket, she glanced at it, and then threw the medicine bottle on the ground.

Tomorrow, the medicine will have no effect at all, and tomorrow will ...... How much pain will it be?!

Each time it was more intense than the pain, each time, she thought it was already the ultimate pain, but she didn't think that the next full moon would only hurt more than this one.

And when the moon was full, when Jun Haixin stayed alone in the presidential suite of Jun's Hotel again, he found that the pain he endured this time was really worse than the last time. The pain was not only flowing in the blood, but it was more like an invisible hand twisting the bones and muscles in her body.

This time, compared to the pain of the last full moon, the pain increased not just a little, but like a full fifth of the pain. Of course, this fifth is only her initial estimate.

Before the age of forty, the pain of each full moon would increase, but only slowly, slowly, so slowly that sometimes it would not even be noticed, but after the age of 40, the pain increased much faster.

It is precisely because of this that many people in the Jun family will not be able to sustain suicide!

Jun Haixin laughed miserably, and in the room, there was a loud sound of music, which used it to hide her painful wail. Knowing that the sound insulation of the hotel room in Langdao was very good, even if she shouted in the room until her throat broke, no one would hear her, but she still turned on the music to the loudest.

She thought, because she didn't want to hear her own wail. The more she listens, the more painful she becomes, the more she struggles, the more she grieves, and the more she loses the courage to continue living......

Although she often feels that death is a relief for her now, she thinks that maybe there will be a chance to meet her fate, and that she may be able to get satisfaction that she has never had, and she thinks...... If she really died, it would be a deep blow to the family who had always loved her.

As for Bai Zhuyun, what would happen to him if she died? Is it to die with her? Or do you send a bouquet of flowers to her grave every year? Or dig up her bones and ashes from the grave and destroy them completely?

She believes that Bai Zhuyun will do this kind of thing.

But whatever he will do then, it has nothing to do with her.

She has not found a person who loves more than life in her life, but she is madly loved by a person. Every time she watches some people on TV say that it is better to be loved than to be loved, she will have an indescribable sadness in her heart.

Saddening himself, but also saddening the clouds.

When you can't love someone no matter what, that kind of love will only make each other tangled.

IN THE LUXURIOUS PRESIDENTIAL SUITE, JUN HAI'S HEART ACHED, AND AT THE OTHER END, IN THE ALMOST CLOSED ROOM, THERE WAS ONLY ONE LAMP ON, AND BAI ZHUYUN WAS RED WITH HIS UPPER BODY, HOLDING A DAGGER IN HIS HAND, AND SCRATCHING ON HIS BODY, THE SHARP BLADE EASILY CUT THE SKIN, AND THE RED BLOOD WAS KEPT.

His face was covered with sweat, and his white hair was slightly wet against his forehead and cheeks because of sweat. His face was pale because of blood loss.

At this moment, there were already seven or eight wounds on his body, and each wound was leaving blood, and the red blood was dripping on his body, dripping on his pants and on the floor of the room, which looked particularly shocking.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain, and a gentle smile bloomed on his face, and the more wounds he had, the stronger the smile became.

"Haixin, are you in pain now? If you hate me so much now that you don't want to see me, I can not see you, but I can accompany you to the pain. Bai Zhuyun muttered in a low voice, as if at this moment, Jun Haixin was in front of him, and he was talking to her.

Before the age of 25, he only bled for himself, and after the age of 25, he only bled for her.

On this body, there are countless scars, large and small, except for some scars from his youth, every other one is drawn by him for her, because he wants to be with her pain, and he wants to use this way to imagine that she is with him.

One knife, one knife......

More and more blood poured out of his body, and the grayness of his face became more and more obvious.

"Sea Heart, Sea Heart! I can give you the love that I can give you in vain, can you give your life? He suddenly stabbed him in the arm, "Why don't you want to look at me more, why don't you even give me a lie?" Even if you lie, even if you are deceiving me, as long as you say it, I will do everything for you! ”

As long as she says that she will fall in love with him one day, then he will be willing to live in this false fantasy, and then hope that one day in the future, she will really fall in love with him, even if this fantasy is still a fantasy until the moment he dies, he is willing.

As long as she's willing to say ......

As long as she's willing to say it......

In the silent room, there was only his gasp, and no one answered his question. Will there be such a day? Will one day, she be willing to tell him this lie? Or will he never wait for this day?

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