I was slumped on the ground with weakness under my feet, it turned out that he didn't intend to let me go at all, yes, I should have thought that he wouldn't just let me go, but......

Even if he didn't plan to let me go, I couldn't watch my brother stay in prison for the rest of his life, I bit my lower lip tightly, put down all my self-esteem and knelt in front of him, I don't know where the courage came from, I grabbed his hand again, probably because of excessive excitement, I grabbed his hand and shook it: "No, don't, you let my brother go, as long as you let my brother go, I can do anything, I beg you, can you let him go?" ”

Leng Mochen glanced at me coldly: "Let go." ”

"No, let my brother go, please let my brother go." I held his hand tightly, no matter what, I must save my brother, even if it takes my life, I will not hesitate to do it.

"Let it go." Leng Mochen repeated.

I shook my head, no, I won't let go, unless he chops my hand off.

Perhaps it was my stubbornness that angered Leng Mochen, and he picked up the cigarette butt that was thrown in the ashtray and landed on the back of my hand without hesitation.

Ahh

I shuddered, a burning pain spread from the back of my hand to every corner of my body, I bit my lip and held all the pain deep in my throat, the excessive pain made me shiver.

My free hand slowly retracted, slowly clenched into a fist, and reminded myself with the pain of my fingertips touching my palm, that I must endure.

Leng Mochen didn't mean to take the cigarette butt away, I don't know if it was my delusion, he seemed to be getting harder and harder.

There was a faint smell of burnt flesh in the air, and I bit my lip in pain, and the smell of blood came from my mouth.

It wasn't until all the sparks from the cigarette butts were extinguished that Leng Mochen withdrew his hand. Leng Mochen didn't let go when he saw that I was dead, and his clenched fist landed on my shoulder.

The sudden force caught me off guard, and I didn't have much strength in my body, and he hit me like this, and I fell to the ground, and the pain of the bone in my shoulder was like a thin needle inserted into my fingernails, so that I couldn't scream.

I lay on the ground and didn't speak, I didn't even have the strength to speak.

Leng Mochen turned to look at me, his elbows propped up on his knees, his slender fingers pinched my chin, and his tone was cold: "Do you want your brother to be released from prison?" Delusion. He shook me off without pity.

His strength was so great that I was almost thrown out by him, and my back bone hit the sharp corner of the glass coffee table, and the pain numbed my nerves, and I didn't feel anything.

What did I do wrong, and he wanted to do this to me? How cruel is his heart, he burns my hands and hits me, can't he feel my pain? Didn't he know I was going to hurt? Is his heart still a human heart?

He was so cruel to me, so cold to his parents, then, didn't he be gentle? Where has all his gentleness gone?

I looked up at Leng Mochen, my heart was full of hatred that almost drove my reason crazy, I longed to pierce his heart with a sword, I had already begged him so much, why didn't I let it go? Why is it just reluctant to let go?

In the three years of marriage, I obeyed him, and never disobeyed him, and he told me not to come near him, and I never came near him; He told me not to go into his room, which I never entered; He told me not to do anything to move him, I never wanted to move him, I offered him like a god, but he did this to me.

Since he doesn't like me to be obedient, then I, why should I be so obedient? Disobedience may also be a way to rebel.

Regaining some strength, I stood up on the couch and approached him step by step.

Leng Mochen looked at my every move strangely, and his eyes seemed to want to see me through.

I walked up to him and slowly bent down in front of his face, he subconsciously raised back, I propped my hands on his sides and pressed them on the sofa chair, and he was naturally fixed on the sofa by me.

I don't know how much courage I used to make it like this, I looked at him with hatred and didn't say anything, if the look could kill people, I really wanted to end him with my hateful gaze.

"Get out of here—" Leng Mochen's hot breath hit my face, and I tried to avoid it, but I held back again.