After being stunned for a while, Lu Xuan'er ran downstairs.

Lu Xuan'er stepped on the bloody marble, and a string of footprints was like a stain in the white clouds.

"Brother Ping'an." Lu Xuan'er gently hugged Ji Ping'an.

Ji Ping'an couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't speak, but he could feel that it was his little angel who came, and his little angel came to save him.

Lu Xuan'er burst into tears and said many words of remorse.

In the end, Lu Xuan'er picked up the dagger on the ground, and little by little, sent the dagger into Ji Ping'an's heart.

Rather than live as a disabled person, Lu Xuan'er believes that Ji Ping'an wants to go with honor.

Ji Ping'an's mouth opened wide, and his expression revealed infinite horror and doubt.

Why? Why did Xuan'er kill him? Why?

Ji Ping'an didn't understand Lu Xuan'er's heart, just as Lu Xuan'er didn't understand that he still wanted to live.

Poor communication caused Ji Ping'an's untimely death.

Lu Xuan'er staggered to her feet and pushed away Zhang Huahao, who tried to hug her.

Zhang Huahao followed Lu Xuan'er with a frightened face, worried that Lu Xuan'er would do something stupid.

Lu Xuan'er walked out of the villa with a strong smell of blood, and in the courtyard, a cool breeze slowly blew in, soothing the anxiety and fear in her heart.

Standing among the flowers, Lu Xuan'er turned around and asked, "Why?" ”

Zhang Huahao didn't quibble anymore, "Because I love you, I only love you." ”

Lu Xuan'er was puzzled, "You said it, you can accept it." ”

Zhang Huahao said, "Later, I found out that I couldn't accept it, love is selfish, I only want you, anyone who robs you with me will end up dead." ”

Lu Xuan'er raised her hand and pointed to the villa, "So that's what happened to Brother Ping'an?" ”

Zhang Huahao apologized, "I know I'm too much, but, a few days ago, Ji Ping'an showed off to me, saying that you love him more." No, it's absolutely not, Xuan'er, you should love me more, you should only love me. ”

Lu Xuan'er smiled wryly, laughing more ugly than crying.

Zhang Huahao strode over, picked up Lu Xuan'er, and walked out of the villa with his head held high.

Lu Xuan'er was taken away by Zhang Huahao and locked up in a pure white room.

There is only one bed in the room, the bed is white, the sheets are white, Lu Xuan'er's dress is white, everything is white.

Lu Xuan'er sat on the bed, the empty room was calm and terrifying.

After a long time, a door opened in the room where the gap could not be seen, and Zhang Huahao, dressed in a white suit, walked in.

"Xuan'er, come, this is the millet porridge I personally made for you." Zhang Huahao carried a tray with a bowl of steaming millet porridge and a variety of hors d'oeuvres.

Zhang Huahao put the tray on the bed, scooped out a spoonful of porridge, and carefully sent it to Lu Xuan'er's mouth.

Lu Xuan'er's eyes were hollow, and she looked straight ahead.

was taken away from the villa, Lu Xuan'er has always been in a state of non-possession, and has no reaction to everything in the outside world.

Zhang Huahao gritted his teeth, forcefully opened Lu Xuan'er's mouth, lightly poured millet porridge into Lu Xuan'er's mouth, and forced her to eat it.

People are iron and rice are steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry, Zhang Huahao can't bear Lu Xuan'er to starve.

Under Zhang Huahao's careful care, Lu Xuan'er gradually sobered up, and seemed to forget the past, opening her mouth and closing her mouth to be Huahao's brother, and not talking about Ji Ping'an.

Zhang Huahao smiled, as long as Lu Xuan'er had him in his heart and didn't talk about Ji Ping'an and them in front of him, he would be satisfied.

Late at night, Zhang Huahao happily hugged Lu Xuan'er.

"Xuan'er, you know what? I love you so much. Zhang Huahao confessed affectionately.