The people who flashed the picture in Qi Bainian's mind for the first time were much better than Bai Xuanxian, even if it was a passerby, it was impossible to open one eye and close one eye, and he hadn't seen her fingers cut by a knife, and the location of a pool of blood stains was still there, and the blood-red mark was completely integrated into the marble lines.

Qi Bainian looked like this, and he really wanted her to cut her finger again and hand it to him, only then did he feel that this was really an unexpected injury, Bai Xuanxian also blamed Qi Bainian for why he didn't rely on him, and let Qi Bainian rely on him like this?

Qi Bainian was afraid that she really had him in her heart, and then it was difficult to get out, Bai Xuanxian would not know anything, she would only pick up sharp weapons to hurt people, and she would not cook for Qi Bainian, and she couldn't eat enough, how could she have the strength to be coquettish to him!

The two of them turned around at the same time, tacitly did not look back, they were the most unified in terms of anger, Qi Bainian pretended that her hair was scattered, looked at the kung fu of turning around, and ripped off the leather ring to block the eyes that were not angry and tearful.

The good times in the past can really only stop in the past, but they don't want to go back, it's Qi Bainian who doesn't want to go back, sure enough, the wine can't choose the strongest drink, the wine itself is strong, but its alcohol content must not be strong, and the lover is also like drinking, see it and then start, otherwise they will blame them for not having any intentions.

"Woo~" Qi Bainian covered his mouth and tried not to cry, but he still missed something.

In fact, as long as Bai Xuanxian works a little harder to prove his love, Qi Bainian will be with him even if she gives up her most beloved thing, after all, this person really loves her, and she can't live up to it.

But Bai Xuanxian is different, even if Qi Bai Nian is what he desires, he can't leave everything he has because he likes Qi Bai Nian, all the joys and sorrows are still counted in a strange way!

Qi Bainian sat on the chair of the dresser, she did not use her ring finger, which could be restored, and spread her fingers to the sunlight outside the window to carefully appreciate the ugly beauty.

Why are Bai Xuanxian lying so much, which sentence should Qi Bainian think about, in fact, Qi Bainian should be like this, what should she abandon for his words.

The old injury on the ring finger has already flinched, Qi Bainian really thinks he can afford to play with anything, the sharp utility knife is playing with his hand, and the rapidly rotating blade is estimated to be inaccurate, so he can ask for her other finger again.

Qi Bainian has been sighing in her heart, the one in the dresser mirror, with two lines of hot tears on her expressionless face, and in an instant Qi Bainian stopped turning the utility knife, and held the blade in mid-air with both hands very confidently-

"Tick~" The wound that had not healed ruptured again, and the frequency of blood splashing accelerated and dripped on the dresser, Qi Bainian was not in the mood to care about it.

The old injury is not good and the new injury is added, Qi Bai Sinian has seen through it, and even looks down on life and death, but now I understand, losing is more solid than owning.

Qi Bainian was unhappy when he was angry before, he always had to drink and blow on the bottle, but now he mentions it, Bai Xuanxian can't afford to lose, it's so funny, he can't afford to lose, she can afford to play.

Qi Bainian held his forehead and thought quietly, how could he forget, because it was her who didn't match him, although Bai Xuanxian wanted to do it again countless times, what had already passed had already been decided in their hearts, what else could be done to change it?

Bai Xuanxian couldn't afford to lose the novelty of him, but he had never won him by his side, and when he saw the right time to escape, he didn't give up struggling.

After this step, the next time there is no beginning, let alone an end.