012 Miao Miao, I don't regret it

He probably didn't expect me to push him away all of a sudden, and his body shook back, looking at me rolling to the side, the gloomy face became more and more gloomy.

I don't know when the tears on my face have filled my face, but I don't care about erasing any of them, I can only look at him deadly, my hands and feet are shaking.

"Come here."

Han Mo didn't move, stretched out his hand and beckoned to me, kneeling on the edge of the bed and looking at me, without even a sneer on his face, that gloomy expression made me know what happened to me in the past without having to go over.

He was holding Zhao Miao and my grandmother, I was in his hand as if I had been ants, he wanted to strangle me, it was easy.

But I'm really fed up, just like Zhao Miao said, even if my backbone is broken, I still can't learn to bend down to give in.

I didn't go over, I just raised my hand holding the porcelain piece, pressed it on the vein of my left wrist, and looked up at him tremblingly: "Han Shao, don't force me." ”

I want to put it a little more imposingly, after all, I'm not even afraid of suicide, but I still can't do it. I'm actually still afraid of death, but it was Han Mo who forced me to this point, I was torn naked by him again and again, and the night a few months ago, as soon as I closed my eyes, I could recall it very clearly.

Yes, my mother is a junior, but so what, the mistress also has self-esteem, not to mention that I am only the daughter of the junior.

Since I was a child, no matter how hard and tiring my days were, the cars in the school passed by and asked me how much a night it was, and I would rather sell my blood than sell my own idea.

But what about Han Mo, he kept saying that I was cheap, word by word, and trampled me to the bottom again and again.

Am I supposed to live at the bottom of the ladder and be lower than him?

I'm just living at the bottom, but I've never been low.

He can look down on me, but I also have the right to resist, and I'm really fed up with that midnight dream.

"Huh." He looked at me and suddenly smiled.

I don't know what he's laughing at, I just know that I was startled by his laughter, and then I watched the corners of his mouth move, and watched me disdainfully speak: "Threaten me? Okay, if you dare to die, I dare not save you. ”

He spoke steadily, but I could still hear the cruelty in his words.

Han Mo paused, and suddenly reached out to prop himself on the bed, leaned over me, and sneered at the position of hanging less than thirty centimeters above his head: "It's just, Fu Yao, don't forget, you still have a grandmother in the hospital." ”

I knew he would threaten me with this, but I let it go, and since I promised Han Mo, I have bought an insurance policy, and the beneficiary is my grandmother.

I have long guessed that I have such a day, my mother has borne the infamy of "female cousin" for a lifetime, and I am not willing to bear it.

His words made me more and more afraid, and I looked up at him, as if I let him smash me that day: "Han Shao, I thank you!" ”

I gritted my teeth and finished word by word, and then in his astonishment, I cut my own meridians fiercely.

The porcelain was thin, and the hole was thin, and all the strength of my body was pressed on the right hand.

I have no experience in suicide, but being forced to this point by Han Mo, I feel in my heart that even if I die here tonight, I can make Han Mo, a pervert, suffocate once, and I think I have earned it.

He looked down at my movements, but scoffed.

I know what he's laughing at, but I'm not going to make him laugh a second time.

Isn't it just disgusting with me?

Okay, I gritted my teeth and made another cut.

I didn't look at my wrist, but I could still clearly feel the blood flowing from my veins, landing on my wrist, and then against my uncovered thigh.

I didn't speak, I didn't move, I just looked at him, and I watched his face turn pale little by little.

He didn't speak, but his face was a little ugly.

"! Fu Yao, you really can! ”

This was the only word I heard from Han Mo before I fainted, and then I couldn't hold it anymore and closed my eyes. Before I fell unconscious, I only felt myself wrapped in a sheet by him, then picked up, and then ......

Then, I didn't know anything.

"Fu Yao?"

When I opened my eyes again, I only saw Zhao Miao sitting at the head of my bed.

Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, and when she saw me open her eyes, she raised her hand to wipe a handful of tears, and a slap came down from my head: "Fu Yao, are you sick!" How many times have I told you? Do you bend over once to die? Can't you just put out that little bit of your stinky backbone for me? ”

As she spoke, she cried again, and her huge body fell down and pressed on top of me: "Fu Yao, are you sick, have you thought about your grandmother, have you thought about what I should do?" Woo woo, how can you be so selfish, woo woo woo ......"

Zhao Miao is a real female man, I have known her for more than two years, and I have never seen her cry like today.

I have to say that Zhao Miao cried so much that I couldn't help but feel that I was a scumbag who abandoned my wife, I glanced at my left hand that was wrapped like a pig's trotter, raised my right hand and carefully stroked her back: "Miao Miaoβ€”β€”"

I wanted to say something, but I found that I couldn't say anything.

Although I didn't die, my left hand was almost useless, and the two arrogant blows made my left wrist completely useless and unable to lift heavy objects.

I didn't feel uncomfortable at all when I heard the doctor's words, but Zhao Miao looked at me, as if she had opened the skill of "crying" overnight, and saw that the tears fell again.

I looked at her sideways, and my voice was a little wistful: "Miao Miao, I don't regret it." ”

I don't regret it, the tone was pinched like that by him, it's better to fight once.

I know that Han Mo really needs me to seduce Jiang Feiyi, although I don't know why he chose me, but the person who seduced me is none other than me.

I know he won't let me die, I'd rather get rid of this left hand than have him touch me.

Zhao Miao doesn't understand, and she doesn't have to understand, but I know that if Han Mo moves me in the future, he will probably have to weigh me.

After that day, Han Mo disappeared completely as if he had never appeared in my life, and I breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, at least I didn't have to suffer such unbearable humiliation as him.

After this incident, I thought that I had cleverly carried myself from a position that was crushed by Han Mo to a position that was still able to stand up.

It wasn't until one day a long time later that I realized that I had been wrong from the start.