She seems to have changed into a different person, becoming gentle and considerate, exuding a kind of good wife and motherly temperament, this woman is not at all cold when she was in the hospital.

"Your door wasn't closed, so I came in......" Zhang Tongtong whispered more and more, and finally lowered his head and played with his fingers.

She glanced at Rong Di secretly, her eyes were as soft as the bright moon, with a slight hint of melancholy. It seemed that she was afraid that Rong Di would blame her.

Cleaning and cooking here...... Her actions can't help but give Rong Di the illusion of being taken care of by his girlfriend.

Rong Di didn't say a word, just stared at him blankly. Seriously, he didn't know what to do with the situation, so he chose to wait and see.

The atmosphere became very subtle, and before the atmosphere became more awkward, Zhang Tongtong spoke: "That, that!" I made noodles, let's try them! ”

With that, she walked briskly into the kitchen.

Obviously it was his own home, but Rong Di felt very uncomfortable, and it was not a way to stand at the door of his house stupidly. Rong Di sat down, and soon after, Zhang Tongtong walked out from the small kitchen with two bowls of noodles and eggs.

Across this small dining table with a diameter of 1.2 meters, the two looked at each other, and the noodles were placed in front of them, but none of them ate.

Rong Di didn't dare to eat what she made, this woman cursed and killed twelve people, and not long ago she planned to kill herself, God knows if she would poison her face.

"You...... Don't eat it? She looked a little embarrassed and played with her fingers again.

"I'm wondering, if you want to die with me, will you poison your face?" Rong Di said half-jokingly, but his eyes were not smiling at all.

"Then I'll go buy poison and come back ......," she said angrily, noticing Rong Di's piercing eyes. She knew that he was on guard against himself, and that he shouldn't make excuses or get angry at this time.

She looked at her heart and looked at Rong Di and smiled calmly, "I don't want to die now......"

It was obviously a very heavy sentence, but she smiled very happily, her smile was completely heartfelt, and there was no hypocrisy at all. For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then glanced at Rong Di secretly.

Zhang Tongtong is a little panicked now, and the other party doesn't seem to notice that he is expressing his affection, or that he has misunderstood his actions.

Seeing that the other party didn't say a word, but still looked at himself directly, Zhang Tongtong felt extremely uncomfortable and took the initiative to eat noodles. Eating and eating, she cried. Bean-like tears fell into the bowl of egg noodles.

"Can you stop looking at me like that, the comb isn't with me anymore......"

She was very aggrieved, not because of her tragic experience in the past, but because of Rong Di's cold eyes, she felt that she was a little daughter-in-law who was bullied.

"Accept your fate, I am destined not to be happy, and none of the men I meet are good people...... He knows my past, and we don't have a chance. Zhang Tongtong told herself in her heart that this was a sad answer after all, and her tears flowed more and more.

Rong Di also felt that he couldn't watch her cry like this, and the only thing that could break the deadlock was to eat noodles. He looked at the bowl of noodles for a while, and then took out the silver needle from the medicine box and plunged it into the noodle soup, and the silver needle did not change color. Rong Di frowned, his expression still serious.

After seeing Rong Di's actions, she involuntarily bit her lip, and her originally enthusiastic heart was as cold as falling into an ice valley.

"Am I so terrible in your eyes? Will it definitely hurt people? She said with tears in her eyes, "Then why did you save me?"

Rong Di didn't answer her question, but rather that he avoided the topic and was just munching on noodles.

She was very uneasy and stroked the bracelet on her right hand, which was a green jade bracelet with some kind of text carved on it.

Rong Di noticed that the bracelet looked like a bracelet worn by the older generation, and from the current point of view, the bracelet was very rustic, and it didn't match the fashion trend at all.

However, Rong Di didn't bother with the bracelet, and after destroying the bowl of egg noodles like a storm, he made a serious evaluation: "It's delicious."

Zhang Tongtong smiled, and at the same time felt a little surprised.

However, the atmosphere is still very delicate.

Zhang Tongtong has a crush on Rong Di and wants to distance herself from him, but the latter knows that she has killed twelve people with a comb curse, and subconsciously feels that she must keep her at arm's length.

Neither of them spoke, both observing each other.

Zhang Tongtong is a woman who has been hurt by men, she only longs for herself to meet a man who really loves her, and she feels that the man in front of her is that person. She can't say why, but she just feels this way, the man in front of her is not the scumbag she dated before. This time, she won't be blind.

The woman in front of her is not good-looking, although she wears makeup, her skin is still bloodless, and people who have just recovered from a serious illness are like this. Coughing twice from time to time can't help but make people feel distressed. While coughing, a murder weapon on his chest rose and fell, as if he was about to break free from the shackles of the button.

It is said that a sick woman is the most beautiful because she is the most lovable. This is not false at all.

With her tragic life experience, coupled with that pitiful look, it is no wonder that those men are attracted to her and are willing to bow down under her pomegranate skirt...... In the end, he became a ghost under the peony flower.

Sadly, none of the men this woman met were good people......

Do they deserve to die?

If damned, then should she also die?

This is no longer a question that causality can answer, justice? The right thing? The right thing to do? Rongdi doesn't know what is right anymore.

He just stared blankly at the woman in his house...... She also looked at Rongdi......

Inadvertently, how long has the time passed, a minute, no, it should be shorter.

Rong Di was the first to speak, asking the question that should have been asked a long time ago, "Why are you in my house?" ”

At this time, it was indeed very strange to answer that the door was not locked, Zhang Tongtong thought about it and decided to answer truthfully, "Because you saved me, I plan to make a promise for my life, this is a tradition handed down from ancient times." ”

Although there was a hint of joking in her tone, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this woman was really moving.

Then the woman told her story as if she had told her story, that after killing her adoptive father with a comb, she went to college and had her first boyfriend, and she thought that the man was really good to her, but who knew that he had sold her, and she became a tool for those men to vent their desires, just as it was written in her diary, and she used the comb to kill them.

She is now working as a fashion designer who has been harmed again and again by scumbags, and the man named Liao Wei who was killed by her with a comb curse not long ago is her industry mentor, and this man often attacks his students. Although she was no longer a virgin, her concept of chastity was heavier than anyone else's, and those terrible men had left too many scars on her body. So, she used the comb again.

Only now, the comb is no longer in her hand.

After saying the words that had been hidden in his heart all the year round, Zhang Tongtong felt unprecedented happiness, and smiled at Rong Di: "Even if you let me die, I am willing to ......"

The courtship of a mature woman is too direct!

"Uh......" Rong Di was speechless for a while, embarrassed and speechless.

"You're a good man, if it were the men I met before, I'm afraid you would have hugged me and said you would take good care of me......," she smiled wryly.

Her tear stains had long since dried, ruining her original makeup and making her look even more sickly at this time.

Rong Di wanted to refuse her, "Because I know that you killed someone with that comb......" This sentence came to his mouth but he couldn't say anything, this sentence couldn't be said, this sentence was too hurtful. Rong Di felt very uncomfortable, as if he was blocked by something. If you are kind to her, you must be cruel to yourself?

"I read your novel, can I be a reader in the future? Women's opinions are also important......" she said suddenly, interrupting Rongdi's musings.

Rong Di hesitated, but still nodded, "Hmm......" and added in his heart, "The ...... who should set a password"