Chapter 17: Don't force me to release the devil in my heart

"Mu Jinchen, you can't ...... Not......! ”

The disparity between men and women in strength is too great, and Xia Tian is suppressed so that there is no way out.

Her retreat, her resistance, finally turned into the fire in Mu Jinchen's heart, those days and nights who lost her, those who begged her in their dreams to leave the pain, the pain that pierced her heart.

And he, fed up.

He never wanted to repeat those days.

He had to accept it!

"Ah Chen, it hurts, it hurts ......!"

The girl's thin sobs drifted into his ears and jerked him awake. He lifted up, the girl he loved was full of shirts, the pale complexion was imprinted with shocking marks, she turned her face sideways, and there were crystal tears falling from the corners of her eyes, so pitiful.

He...... What did he do?

Mu Jinchen closed his eyes. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, but why was it out of control?

"Dump, I'm sorry to scare you......"

He soothed her fear with his lips, but the pain in his heart grew deeper.

"Why don't you want to marry me? Why are you so ruthless? ”

Xia Tian pushed him away, grabbed the quilt to cover his body, and stubbornly didn't want to look at him.

Mu Jinchen's eyes were gloomy and he got up.

"I can give you time to prepare, but what I want to do, no one can stop me."

After speaking, his eyes fell on her, his eyes were in a trance, and he muttered, "Tilt, don't force me to release the devil in my heart, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it." ”

Xia was stunned.

The oppressive air in the room was too suffocating, Mu Jinchen walked away, and when he walked to the door, Xia Tian suddenly stopped him.

"Why don't you see a doctor when you know you're sick?"

Didn't you finally get out, why did you fall into it again?

Mu Jinchen turned around, but he didn't look at her, his expression was gloomy, he stretched out his hand to cover the position of his heart, and whispered: "Tilt, do you know, no one can cure the disease here except you." ”

She opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Long after he left, Xia Tian couldn't come back to his senses from his last words.

Could it be that her decision was wrong? Her departure will not make him better, but will it become worse? He wasn't like that before!

She let go of the covers, looked at the marks on her body, and began to sink into self-doubt.

Following.

The early morning sun filtered through the glass window, lazily shining on his body, Xia leaned and got up.

She grabbed her messy hair, got out of bed and closed the open curtains, and stood sleepy for a while before she went to freshen up.

Downstairs, breakfast had already been prepared, she deliberately searched her eyes and asked the old housekeeper, "Uncle Zhong, what about others?" ”

"The young master went back in the middle of the night, saying that there was an important meeting this morning and could not be delayed."

"Oh."

She couldn't hide the faint loss in her heart, went downstairs, lazily picked up the milk, and couldn't drink it for a long time.

The old housekeeper saw her look wilted, and said with a smile: "Young master, please take too long to leave, there must be a lot of things to be busy with in the company, Miss Xia don't worry, the young master is done, he will definitely come back to see you." ”

Xia Tian was a little surprised by the old man's observations, but he really felt that the current situation was so absurd that it was not good. The two of them, really think of her as a canary?

"It doesn't matter if he comes back or not, I just want to know, when will I be able to leave?"

The old butler kept smiling and did not answer.

Xia Tian was irritable and put down the cup: "I'll go out for a walk." ”