It's a pity that Ye He was still submerged by the sea water in the end, and the huge waves surging from the depths of the seabed dragged her into an endless abyss, and the salty taste poured into her throat, feeling desperate.

Sofina didn't do anything, she didn't even say half a word, she just bowed her head and left, and then locked the door, locked it tightly, and Ye He couldn't escape. It was all so calm to her, as if she had never seen a girl before.

Ye He gave up.

This time, Lu Qiyan was very hard, and she felt that she was about to be knocked apart.

"No, please, I don't want to be like this, it's so uncomfortable, it's really uncomfortable."

"I know it's wrong, Lu Qiyan, you let me go."

Her taste would always let him get out of control, and the girl's fragrant and immature breath quietly bloomed a flower, and he wanted to break and crush it.

In the end, he almost went berserk, pinched her chin, and threw her a few words fiercely, "Slut, is it cool?" ”

"I'll print out the picture and burn it for your mother in front of her grave."

"I guess if she sees it, even if she is tortured in the eighteenth layer of hell, she will crawl out to settle accounts with you."

Ye He curled up on the floor, she couldn't hear clearly, she was only in her dim and blurred vision, she saw Lu Qiyan standing in front of her, the corners of her lips were a little bloody at some point, her skin was as white as jade, and her hot red seemed to bloom a beautiful rose in the night.

His clothes were still clean, at least much cleaner than hers.

Ye He didn't have much strength left, closed her eyes, and let the smell of blood linger on the tip of her nose, her body was very cold, completely cold, and the ice pick pierced into the bone, and it seemed to be wrung into the body.

If only this could be done at this moment......

She misses her mother-in-law too.

**

It's not that Ye He didn't have the idea of suicide, a long time ago.

But at that time, she still flinched in the end and didn't dare to make a big move. The small blade only gently cut the artery, and the blood did not flow much, and even then, her wrist throbbed and throbbed, and she couldn't control the trembling, and finally threw the blade on the ground, hiding in the corner and crying.

What is it really like to die? The Buddhist scriptures say that a person who commits suicide will not end well.

It was Qiao Qinian who discovered that the situation was wrong in time.

He treated her wounds, bandaged them, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Lu Qiyan was not there.

"Since you're afraid of death, don't do this kind of thing."

It's not a seed.

His tone seemed to be educating an ignorant child, helpless and stern.

"Although you are really not smart, but you are not so stupid that you are hopeless, I will only say the rest once, and the rest will be experienced by myself."

"No one is stopping you from committing suicide, and even more people want you to die, since you don't want to live, then why don't you break a little, just find a tall building and jump down to end yourself, I guarantee that you are cold, tossing for a long time and not dying, maybe there will be some messy sequelae, it will only be more painful than now." What's even more terrifying is that if Lu Qiyan knows, he will definitely make you a hundred times more uncomfortable than death. ”

Qiao Qinian told the truth.

Ye He listened quietly.

"What is this pain.....

He lowered his eyes, and in his eyes was the gauze on Ye He's wrist, which was just a thin layer, and even the blood stains were extremely light. Qiao Qinian suddenly looked out the window again, the sunlight outside was very good, just like the warm and pure clean in the beginning of summer, the roses on the windowsill were in full bloom, the color was rich purple, chirping, and occasionally there were several bird calls, and there was life everywhere.

"That's how he came back in the first place."

But his tone sank even further.

"It's better to be alive than anything else, you'll understand later."