Ai Yimer's voice was so vain, perhaps because the night was too quiet and oppressive, so Luo Qifeng heard it very clearly. "Mistaken?" He smiled coldly, turned around abruptly in the next second, and shot his sharp gaze fiercely, "What do you mean, huh?" ”

"Wei Liang is not the little girl you met back then...... Ai Yimo reached out tremblingly, grabbed Luo Qifeng's trouser legs, and said word by word: "I am!" ”

She, what did she say?

Luo Qifeng only felt suffocated in his heart, frowned and slowly leaned over......

Ai Yimo's eyes were red and swollen, and he looked at Luo Qifeng directly, his slender fingertips were crimson, and the blood beads were still sliding down one after another.

It's heart-wrenching!

"Luo Qifeng, I am the little girl who gave you an umbrella back then, and the 'y' I wrote in the palm of your hand means Yan Yan......" Ai Yimo said hoarsely, she was really desperate to save it.

It's just—

"Huh." Luo Qifeng pursed his lips and snorted coldly, his originally deep and dark eyes became scorching at this moment. He brutally clamped Aimer's wrist, and his words revealed disgust and hatred, "Aimer, I really underestimated you! A vicious and scheming woman like you, just wait-"

"Down, down, hell!"

"You really ...... So don't believe me? Ai Yimo stared at Luo Qifeng deadly, and tears rolled down even more wantonly.

"I'm telling you, don't try to fake Weiliang!" Luo Qifeng spat out the words in Aimer's ear.

Aimer's heart was already wrenched, and she finally broke free from his hand little by little, and her pale lips were hooked for a long time.

"I'm so stupid, I've always cherished your kindness to me, I naively thought that as long as I love very hard, I can get happiness, hehe, I'm so stupid, I'm an out-and-out big fool, everything is my own fault!"

"Aimer, you're finally a little conscious." The warm light shrouded Luo Qifeng, and he stared at Ai Yimo condescendingly, the corners of his mouth hooked into an indulgent smile.

"Believe it or not, I didn't kill Wei Liang, I was the little girl you met back then......" Ai Yimer put her hands on the ground, and the fragments of the wine bottle were deeply rooted in her palms, but she suddenly laughed hysterically.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, except for the hoarse laughter of Aimer, echoing over and over again, sorrow, despair, and pain.

"I'm not against self-harm, but don't stain the carpet." Luo Qifeng's words were a little cruel, and he unconsciously clenched his fists, looking away from her.

If she hadn't written those messages, how could Wei Liang be heartbroken and do stupid things? And what's even more hateful is that now this woman still wants to pretend to be slightly cool when she was a child!

He will never allow himself to be soft-hearted!!

"It's raining so hard, I hold an umbrella for you and you won't be cold......" Ai Yimo staggered to her feet, the past and the present gradually overlapped, she was so confused!

"But what about the teddy bear umbrella? How did I lose it? His throat seemed to be pinched by a pair of large, invisible hands, and Aimer no longer had the strength to laugh, and his heart contracted violently.

Hearing Ai Yimer's intermittent crying, Luo Qifeng suddenly became irritable, he grabbed her arm like uncontrollably, threw her whole person into the corner, and shouted loudly: "Ai Yimer, stop acting, do you know how disgusting you are!" ”

"Bang-"

Ai Yimo's forehead hit the corner of the wall hard, the sharp pain stimulated every nerve in her, she bit her lip, how could she not see Luo Qifeng's expression clearly.