Ji Wuxin had been guarding the door all the time, and when she heard an abnormal noise in the house, she was suddenly startled, and hurriedly ran to the door, stretching out her hand to push the door in.

"Don't come in!" At the moment when Ji Wuxin's hand touched the door, Ji Zi'an immediately shouted angrily as if he had planted his eyes in front of the door.

It's just that although the voice is angry, Ji Wuxin can hear it clearly, and the angry voice also contains strong pain.

"Zi'an, what's wrong with you?" Ji Wuxin was still afraid of provoking him again after all, so he had to ask worriedly.

But Ji Zi'an in the house didn't answer her question, and what responded to her was the sound of ping-pong things falling to the ground.

"Zi'an, Zi'an, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable? or ...... I'll let Senior Luo Fan come and show you?" Ji Wuxin shouted anxiously.

No one answered her, at this time, Ji Zi'an's face was already pale because of heartache, and his emotions were up and down, he slammed his fist on the wooden table next to him, smashing the wooden table to pieces.

The sound in this room has already alarmed the people in the other two rooms, Luo Fan and Qiao Sanniang, who live in "Qinglong B", and Qing Ci, who lives in "Qinglong Ding", hurriedly opened the door and walked out of the room to find out.

"Miss Ji, what's wrong with Brother Ji?" Luo Fan stood behind Ji Wuxin and asked puzzled.

"I don't know what's wrong with him, I've been guarding the door all the time, just afraid that something will happen to him. I heard the sound of cups falling to the ground in his room, and I wanted to go in, but he wouldn't let me. Ji Wuxin said with a sad face.

Painting Allure and Cang Wunian vaguely heard movement outside the house, and the two of them immediately walked out of the house, and found that everyone was gathered at the door of the "Qinglong C" room, and the two looked at each other and guessed that there was something wrong with Ji Zi'an.

"Shhhh At this time, Qing Ci suddenly made a "silence" gesture to everyone, and leaned his ear to the door of "Qinglong C", listening carefully to the movement inside.

The ears and eyes of this group of people were already extremely strong, and when this meditation became concentrated, everyone heard the moaning that seemed to be extremely subtle and forbearant in the room

Moaning, followed by a slight sob.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and Qing Ci's eyes widened even more, "What's the situation? Ji Zi'an, this guy, is he ...... Crying?"

Don't say that you don't believe it, even Ji Wuxin, who has the closest personal relationship with Ji Zi'an, can't believe that the moody man who is unpredictable and moody can cry?

Except for painting Allure, probably no one present could imagine what Ji Zi'an's tears looked like. They are a group of eight people and four men, Qingci and Luo Fan are both affectionate and sexual, and shedding blood and tears for their relatives, friends and lovers is not uncommon for men like them.

But Ji Zi'an and Cang Wunian are somewhat similar, they are not people who will easily put their true state of mind on their faces. However, unlike Ji Zi'an, Cang Wunian always looks indifferent and makes people unable to see his thoughts, just because he doesn't have a soul, not because he wants to deliberately disguise something.

But the joy, anger and sorrow on Ji Zi'an's face often make people unreal, and I don't know if he deliberately did it for others or for himself on purpose.

But whatever the reason, these two men are definitely not the kind of people who can associate them with crying, even if they show anger or sadness because of the people they care about.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered Ji Zi'an's nightmare realm, when she was blocked by an invisible wall, and she couldn't say a word to remind her or stop it, so she could only watch Ji Zi'an slowly send the jet-black wooden sharp knife in her hand into Li Ji's vest.

At that time, the painting Allure wanted to use mana to stop it in a hurry, but she was counterattacked by the power of the invisible wall, which shocked her out of Ji Zi'an's nightmare realm, so that she only remembered that Ji Zi'an at that moment was trembling and struggling all over his body, and ignored what kind of expression he was.

Now that I think about it, I feel as if I have seen the painful and helpless appearance of Ji Zi'an, who was still very pure in his mind back then. Because it was the first time he had killed someone, and it was still his unforgettable woman, when he saw the blood of the woman on his hands, he felt that the originally soft and warm body became stiff and cold little by little in his arms......

Tears, she saw tears slipping from Ji Zi'an's red and empty eyes, she saw his lips sobbing, although his ears could not hear it, but his heart could hear it, his mournful roar and howl like a wounded beast.

Everyone in front of the door was silent, but Ji Wuxin gritted his teeth fiercely and stretched out his hand to push open the door of "Qinglong C".

The moment the door was pushed open, a few people at the door saw the mess in the house, porcelain pieces and wooden blocks scattered at Ji Zi'an's feet, and he himself sat on a chair with his head down, his left hand seemed to be naturally placed on his left leg, holding a teacup in his right hand, and his arm hanging down to his side.

Ji Wuxin only felt a pain in his heart, and just took a step forward, there was an ebony sharp knife in the air in front of Ji Zi'an that was not shiny but made people feel cold, and the sharp end of the sharp knife was facing Ji Wuxin.

Everyone was shocked, and before they could make a move to pull Ji Wuxin, the sharp knife was already flying towards Ji Wuxin like an arrow off the string.

A trace of panic crossed Ji Wuxin's eyes, but in an instant, she turned into relief, she could have dodged it, but her body only stiffened slightly, and then she resolutely walked towards Ji Zi'an.

Everyone didn't dare to gasp, only Hua Chengcheng couldn't help but whisper: "Don't ......"

The sharp knife was facing Ji Wuxin's heart, and it was about to be inserted deep into her heart, but Ji Wuxin's eyes stared at Ji Zi'an without even blinking, but the tears had already rolled down.

The sound of "snort" was not the sound of a sharp weapon entering the body as everyone imagined, but when the sharp knife pierced the outermost layer of Ji Wuxin's gauze clothes, Ji Zi'an's left hand that was safely placed on his left leg was violently raised and held in the air, and the sharp knife that was about to pierce Ji Wuxin's heart turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

"Wuxin, didn't I tell you not to come in without my permission?" Ji Zi'an's voice was extremely light and faint, and he couldn't hear any emotion, but he just gave people an extremely weak feeling.

"I ...... Don't worry about you. Ji Wuxin also replied softly.

Ji Zi'an still hung his head, no one could see his expression, but he felt that his body seemed to freeze for a while, and after a long time, he slowly said: "Now, I will give you a chance to choose." One, turn around and leave my room, close the door, and do not come in again without my command, no matter what happens, and two, turn around and close the door. Then, come to me. ”

Ji Wuxin immediately turned around when she heard this, and walked to the door in two steps, she raised her eyes to look at everyone, a smile pulled out of the corner of her mouth, and she raised her hand to close the door.

"Miss Ji......" Hua Chengcheng took her hand and looked at her with a worried face.

Ji Wuxin didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head at her, the firmness in his eyes made Hua Chengcheng's heart ache, but he slowly let go of his hand.

The door was gently shut, and Ji Wuxin chose to stay in the room.

After closing the door, she walked towards the sharp knife head-on, and resolutely walked towards Ji Zi'an.

Everyone outside the door sweated for her, and Hua Chengcheng leaned weakly on Cang Wunian's shoulder, muttering, "Brother Wunian, you say...... What will Ji Zi'an do to her?"

Cang Wunian wrinkled his brows and shook his head helplessly, "I don't know, but there should be no danger of my life." ”

It is true that there is no danger of life, after all, if Ji Zi'an really wants to kill Ji Wuxin, the sharp knife will already be in her chest.

But the most unacceptable thing in this world is not necessarily death, because there is another word, which is called life is better than death.

Ji Wuxin in the room had already walked in front of Ji Zi'an, she didn't think about what Ji Zi'an would do to her if she stayed, the most painful, not the way she looks now, even more one step at a time, she found that she was fearless. The purpose of her existence, if not to relieve his pain, is to suffer with him.

There was a soft sound of "pop", and the teacup that was held tightly in Ji Zi'an's right hand was crushed by him with the force of his palm, and the sharp slag pierced into his hand, and blood was dripping immediately.

Ji Wuxin caught a glimpse of the blood in his palm, and the soft sound was as if his palm had pinched her heart, and an indescribable pain quickly poured through her whole body from her heart.

Ji Zi'an slowly stood up, slowly raised his head, stared at the woman in front of him who was too familiar to be more familiar, and didn't say a word.

It's just that Ji Wuxin feels incredible that the man's narrow eyes, which have always been sharp and gloomy, are now as clean as a child, and the dotted tears seem to show her the helplessness and bitterness in his heart.

"Zi'an......" Ji Wuxin muttered, wanting to reach out and touch his cheek.

But Ji Zi'an was one step faster than her, reached out and grabbed her waist, leaned down and kissed her on the lips.

Ji Wuxin was so shocked by this sudden movement that he was at a loss for a while, and his body was as stiff as a stone. But the man didn't realize it, but wrapped her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body.

Tears continued to fall from the man's eyes, and drop by drop ran down his cheek to the close fit of the lips between the two. Ji Wuxin tasted a strange aroma of wine and the bitter taste of man's tears in his mouth.