The wound under the ugly scar has long since rotted and stenched, after tearing away the glossy surface.

The blood was still gushing.

It's like a sarcasm.

Delusional healing fearlessness.

Ye Ning only felt a violent contraction of her heart, and the mobile phone fell to the side of the bed with a click, and the blood in her whole body poured into her brain as if it was flowing backwards, and her eyes were red as if they were about to drip blood.

The violent suffocation instantly overwhelmed her.

"Hmm......"

She clutched the flesh on her chest fiercely, her body curled up in pain, and she kept trembling, as if she was afraid and hated.

"Ji ...... Youfan. ”

She pronounced the words almost through gritted teeth, and threw the pile of books on the bed to the ground with a loud noise.

Like a beast that resists uselessness,

Pathetic.

Only that guy would call himself Ah Ning.

I can even clearly recall that disgusting smile and spit out such affectionate two words.

She felt nothing but fear.

Bite.

The phone lights up again at an inopportune time, alerting a new message.

Ye Ning raised her hand and struggled to turn it off, but her finger happened to press on the screen, and a few words fell on the miserable white background.

[Ning, tomorrow night, at the bar closest to your school.] 】

Let's meet. 】

“……”

After a long silence, his finger hesitated for a moment on the delete button and pressed it heavily.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the blank interface again, as if she had drained the last of her strength, and collapsed limply on the back of the bed, gasping for air.

She's never been so fidgety.

It's ridiculous to say.

This man destroys her, and then accomplishes her.

But she loved him so much that she was willing to fall and become his prisoner.

"Lemon, what's wrong?"

Lu Xiubai hurriedly pushed the door in, and his eyes were full of mess, and the professional book fell to the ground in a mess, and the quilt was hanging in the corner of the bed, crumbling.

Ye Ning leaned weakly against the gap between the bed and the wall, looking up at him, between her eyebrows, but full of exhaustion.

"Repair the White ......"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Xiubai walked over quickly, put his arm around her thin shoulders and let her lean into his arms, and wrapped his other hand tightly around her waist, unable to hide the worry in his voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here."

Ye Ning lay quietly in his incomparably warm embrace, filled with the lightly scented moisture after bathing, which was reassuring.

Maybe he was in a hurry, he actually wrapped her in the bath towel she put in the bathroom, his hair was wet and sticky to the side of his face, and a few drops of water fell from time to time.

She had some tears in her eyes.