Chapter 70: Are You Willing to Forgive Me?

The evil of the Jane family is rooted in the evil of human nature.

For the sake of fame and fortune, no matter how unthinkable it is, they can do it.

imprisoned Xiao Man, consumed her "death", and treated their mother and daughter badly...... And tonight, Old Man Jian even wanted to attack her and Sheng Yumo!

At that time, she saw the malice in the eyes of the old thing, and she saw it clearly.

She also remembers this account clearly.

"By the way, Miss, I heard, they were beating you up." Uncle Qiu's voice brought her thoughts back.

"Hit me up?" Liu Muguan twisted his eyebrows.

What idea can she have now?

"The old man probably thinks that Sheng Yumo has taken a fancy to you and wants to give you an identity, so that he can use you to bring some benefits to the Jian family."

"Huh!" Liu Muguan chuckled, this is like the old hypocritical painting style, and it is also in line with the family style of the Jian family.

It's just that he thinks more beautiful than he dreams!

Use her, and want to get some benefits from Sheng Yumo?

I have to say that Old Man Jane's daydreaming skills are much stronger than his artistic achievements.

……

A dreamless night.

The morning sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling bay window, filling every inch of the room, and even Sheng Yumo's long eyelashes are dyed golden yellow.

Guanguan ...... He moved his fingers lightly, as if he was hugging the beautiful woman in his dreams.

His fingers were tightened, as if he wanted to hold something tightly, but the emptiness of his palms made his brows gradually wrinkle......

When he opened his eyes, there was no one in his arms, only the familiar spirit card pressed under his arm.

Sheng Yumo slowly propped himself up, and found that he was sleeping in his clothes.

For the first time in three years, I slept so peacefully......

Since Guan Wan left, even with the help of drugs, he could only sleep lightly, and nightmares continued.

In the dream is a boundless fire, in which the beloved girl is wrapped up crying and crying for help.

Sometimes, he could rush into the fire and reach for it, only to catch a fragment of her afterimage.

More often than not, he was completely blocked by the fire, and he couldn't cross it no matter what, so he could only watch her disappear.

Only once, when he finally caught her, hugged her with joy, and looked down, only to find her smiling coldly, sneering at him for all his calculations.

Looking further, there was a knife stuck in her bloodied chest, and the handle of the knife was held in his hand......

……

Every time he woke up from a nightmare, he was greeted by the pain of a hollowed out chest.

The pain is unbearable.

At that time, it was also the time when his desire to commit suicide was the strongest.

Sheng Yumo thought of death more than once......

It's good to be dead, and if you're dead, you're free, and when you're dead, you can go to Wanguan, and you don't have to be left alone in this world to bear this inhuman pain alone.

…… But then, he figured it out.

Death is indeed a better kind treatment for him now.

But he didn't deserve the kindness.

This is already a boundless hell, and he doesn't even deserve reincarnation or superbirth, but only deserves to suffer here.

But last night, he had slept surprisingly well, as if his soul had been soothed, and he had slept all night.

The last memory is in the car, he talked to Sheng Wuye on the phone, and then ...... Fell into a dark sweet dream.

It seems to wake up halfway through, as if it is already at home, and then it doesn't know anything.

And now, there is a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

Could it be that it is because last night, Guanguan finally "came back" once.

"You're still reluctant to give up on me, aren't you?" His voice was a little hoarse, with intoxicating affection.

"Have you finally forgiven me?"

"Guanguan ......"