That place suddenly became drenched in blood, especially the wound, the skin and flesh turned out, revealing the flesh inside, and it was covered with ash, and the blood gushed out again, mixed together, and it was extremely embarrassing.

Anyang didn't even cover the wound, as if he was crazy, he rushed over, grabbed Song Zhengyang's leg, and when he was about to grab the knife, he pulled the person back, threw himself forward, and grabbed the knife that was not only glowing with cold light, but also stained with blood.

The moment he held the knife, Song Zhengyang's face that had fallen to the ground lifted up and he laughed sheepishly.

Anyang, you're dead.

This time, he not only wanted Bai Nuan to see clearly what kind of person An Yang was, but also pushed all the things he had done before on An Yang's head......

An Yang took Lianzi, turned around and grabbed Song Zhengyang's hair, dragged him up, stared at his face that was wiped with ash and blood, his expression was crazy, and his voice was lowered with a little abrasive and dumb: "Song Zhengyang...... You've buried it long enough, huh......"

"Do you dare to kill me? Do you dare? Song Zhengyang provoked him without knowing whether he was alive or dead, also with madness.

He has been subjected to domestic violence since he was a child, his mother was forced to become a person who sold skin and meat, and his father gambled badly and often drank and beat people, every time he beat him and his mother.

His classmates and friends also bullied him.

He was pulled by the hair, pressed into the toilet, and beaten with a stick until he fainted......

He thought he might die...... But Bai Nuan appeared, she was just an unintentional move, and she just happened to pass by, so she saved him, at that time, that group of boys, after watching "The Kite Runner", was curious about a certain scene in it, so they stripped off his clothes to try.

He was desperate and frightened, more panicked and helpless than being beaten.

It's her...... It was she who beat the group away and told him to learn to protect himself.

He learned, and in the days of his father's domestic violence, he pushed him into the pool and drowned him while he was drunk.

The people who bullied him, he found a chance to take revenge and went back.

He's dirty and mean, he knows.

But what about Anyang?

How much better is Anyang than him? He was equally unworthy, none of them were worthy of her.

For the only warmth in life, what is he afraid of?

She's coming over soon, as soon as she pushes open this door, she'll see An Yang with a knife in his hand, he may or may not be dead, but so what?

He felt it was worth it......

"You think I wouldn't dare?" The knife in An Yang's hand was against his neck, slightly forced, and stabbed it a few points, his eyes were fierce and gloomy, and his body was full of blood, where was the appearance of the sunny young man in the past.

He is more like a reaper in the abyss, cold and bloodthirsty......

The thought of killing Rao rolled in his mind, and even the scene was demonstrated over and over again......

But he didn't do it, he couldn't do it...... His warmth will not like it, he is already dirty, if he kills someone again......

He really doesn't deserve his warmth......

But he was afraid, afraid that Song Zhengyang would always be exposed, and when he was facing, what he would face was Nuan Nuan's disgust and contempt and even the eyes like seeing dirty things......

Just thinking about it makes him go crazy, he wants to ......

An Yang's gaze fell on Song Zhengyang's tongue, and the knife slowly moved up to his lips.

"Squeak—" The door was pushed open at this moment, and the noise was not loud, but it was enough to startle the courtyard.