Shen Weilan looked at Jing Wan, raised his hand, and lightly scraped the outline of Jing Wan.

It's like when Jing Wan laughed at himself.

The movements are gentle, yet like a sharp dagger.

"Jingwan...... You're pathetic. ”

Shen Weilan's tone was even lighter, and a gust of wind blew, and it dispersed.

Jing Wan smiled.

When she smiled, the wound on her face became hideous.

"Sister, look at me, you look at me well."

Jing Wan spoke calmly and touched his face.

When she touched the wound, she only fluttered her eyelashes.

She was in pain.

But she didn't say anything.

"Look at my face, look at my body, look at my scars."

"Sister, are you really so ruthless?"

Tears fell from her eyes, and she was extremely aggrieved.

Shen Weilan hadn't heard her call her sister much.

Every time I shouted, it was either intentional or sarcastic.

To be honest, she called herself sister, and she had no waves in her heart.

Instead, there is a feeling of stepping on shit, disgusting.

"Sister, you're going to have nightmares."

"This face will always be reflected in your mind and make you linger. Remember, sister, if I die, you killed me. ”

"You're a murderer."

She's like a puppet who can kill someone at any moment.

It's eerie and unacceptable.

Shen Weilan raised her hand, gently held Jing Wan's wrist, and smiled.

"Sister, sister didn't do anything, don't rely on me for anything."

If you have to blame the individual.

That's easy to do.

"Blame yourself."

"By the way, sister, you should know that your brother's whereabouts are still unknown, right?"

Speaking of Jing Xuan's whereabouts, unknown.

Jing Wan's pupils shrank, and his heart was dripping blood.

"If something really happens to Jing Xuan, then it really has nothing to do with you."

"Jing Xuan could have spent the rest of his life in peace, but you brought him to prison with him."

Shen Weilan pursed her lips and lowered her head slightly, both of them were too indifferent and too indifferent.

Although the sentences are prickly.

But I don't think it's like talking about them, but talking about other people's things.

So much so that when Joey listened to their conversation, he felt that he was about to breathe and suffocate to death.

The atmosphere was too oppressive.

Depressed, nervous.

Even the hairs stood on end.

"Jingwan, you are the real executioner."

"You killed your father, you killed your brother, and the Jing family you killed was ruined."

"If you could be a little bit nicer to me!"

Shen Weilan frowned.

If only a little better.

She swore that she would never treat Jing Wan like this.

Because there is Song Wanjun's relationship in it.

She thought she was still very polite to Jing Wan.

At least before Fu Siyan didn't come back, she had always been polite to Jing Wan.

It has always been only Jingwan who bullied her.

You ask Jing Wan if she has ever troubled Jing Wan, even once.

"But sister, if it weren't for you, how could I be like this."

"Haven't you heard a sentence that says, a slap in the face, no sound."

A good sentence and a slap don't make a sound.

Shen Weilan smiled.

But there was no response.

Jing Wan sat up slowly.

Pick up the water glass at hand.

Afterglow, sweeping the clock on the wall.

Immediately afterward, I saw Jing Wan pour all the water in the cup in his hand on his head and body.

Smack.

The cup fell on his head.

Immediately afterward, bright red blood flowed out.

Shen Weilan's face was instantly full of confusion.

Ben's oppressive atmosphere also became complicated.

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