Up the spiral wooden staircase was a floor-to-ceiling window, and a shocking flash of lightning flashed, and he reached out to hold the handrail of the staircase, followed by the thunder that was about to split the heavens and the earth.

Wen Qiao saw that He Xihuai's footsteps had become a little sluggish.

She followed, and the lightning illuminated his face brightly, and Wincho saw that his face was pale, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping, and he looked in pain, as if he was fighting something.

Then he stumbled and sat down the stairs.

"What's in the coffee?"

Wen Qiao leaned against the staircase: "Trace amounts of hallucinogens." ”

He Xihuai's eyes flashed with gloom: "Wen Qiao, you treat me like this." ”

Wen Qiao half-squatted in front of him: "You also calculated me, I calculated you, and we are even, isn't it?" ”

"Fu Nanli is so important to you?"

Wen Qiao nodded: "Yes." ”

He Xihuai gasped, as if he was fighting fiercely against something in his body, his hands were clutching the handrails of the stairs, his knuckles were white, his muscles were exposed, and his eyes were very unwilling: "Wen Qiao, I treat you well." ”

Wen Qiao held his chin: "Isn't it thin?" Give me your blood without telling me, so much so that I have a lot of emotional uncontrol. ”

He Xihuai chuckled: "But I saved your life, didn't I?" ”

Wen Qiao turned his head to look at him: "Are you the only one left in the world who can donate blood to me?" Obviously not, you just want to use this to control me, and after that, you injected Fu Nanli's father with medicine, so that he happened to bump into me who was emotionally uncontrollable, you killed Fu Nanli's father, but framed me, this is called treating me well? ”

He Xihuai's face was pale, and his sweat was like a waterfall: "This is just a means, why should you mind?" The pentagram needs you. ”

Wen Qiao's eyes were gloomy: "You regard human life as a mustard, just a means?" How can you say the pocket, He Xihuai, let me tell you, I don't care to inherit your pentagram at all, and I don't disdain to be with people like you. ”

He Xihuai's face was distorted and hideous: "Just thinking about talking to a man?" It's really short-sighted, and rotten wood can't be carved. ”

"Whatever you say about me, just say it, Fu Xianyuan was killed by you, right?"

His expression was strange, one moment gloomy, the other a little frightened.

Wen Qiao knew that He Xihuai, who had taken hallucinogens, coupled with the lightning and thunder outside, his other childlike personality was about to come out, and he was fighting.

She just waited, nervous, nervous, and made or broken in one fell swoop.

If it doesn't work out?

All the work was lost.

Finally, the biggest thunder fell, as if to smash the windows on the side, the man in front of him trembled, and then grabbed Wen Qiao's hand-

"Sister......

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

She asked step by step: "The medicine in Fu Xianyuan's body was injected by you, right?" ”

Each personality, although unable to come out, is clear about what the other personality does, they are bystanders in the body, although they cannot intervene, but they are very clear about everything.

He Xihuai's eyes were like deer eyes, which were completely different from his usual gloomy appearance.

"Yes...... I injected it. He nodded and acknowledged.

Wen Qiao was in a complicated mood for a while, but she couldn't care so much.

The child's personality is destined to last only a short time, and he admits his mistakes for him, and in the end it is the bad personality that is punished.

Wen Qiao gently touched his head: "I know." ”

After turning off her phone, she said softly: "Don't be afraid, you won't be in danger in the future, no one will dare to hurt you, you know?" ”

He looked at her: "I know he made a mistake and deserves to be punished, if he goes to jail, can you ...... Do you come to see me often? ”

Wen Qiao held his hand: "I promise you, I will." ”

"Thank you, sister."

Wincho beckoned, Theresa went upstairs, and she, braving the pouring rain, left the villa.

A complicated line of sight behind him has always been with me.

Wen Qiao hurried to Fu Nanli's villa, but the villa was empty.