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Chapter 1052 She's a Rose, a head that grows to be decapitated.

Jiang Yansheng was surrounded by darkness around her weak body, she staggered, her pale face looked up at the empty and silent surroundings, the overflowing voice seemed to cut her throat, hoarse and very low: "I lasted for a few days, and I felt that I couldn't live in pain, in the next ten years and decades, how should I last alone?" ”

She closed her eyes and thought about Huo Xiumo and the child, and when she opened her eyes, she also thought about Huo Xiumo and the child.

There was nothing to make up for their place in her mind.

Jiang Yansheng raised her hand and hugged her head tightly, her body slowly squatted on the ground, she was swallowed by hatred and her heart was already numb to pain, this body was empty and soulless.

"Didn't you always say you're saving me?"

"Then you come out, don't leave me alone here, I'll give you all my world." She fell to the ground in embarrassment, her little face gradually losing focus.

Seeing Li Xin crying and blaming himself, Jiang Yansheng got a little bit of revenge. Sense, her whole person is like being in the abyss of darkness, accompanied by only despair and emptiness, and in the dead of night, it is silently magnified countless times.

For the rest of her life, she will live in the pain of losing her husband and children, and as long as she thinks of the past, she will even uproot all the despair she has experienced.

These pains will not fade with the passage of time.

Jiang Yansheng will only be still in pain, reminding himself over and over again that he has committed a crime, and he can't forgive, let alone forgive, these two fresh lives have left him like this.

Her head hurts at the moment, the pain continues to deepen, and she destroys herself again and again, and the more she hates everyone who caused the current situation, including herself, the more she can't let go of choosing revenge.

Jiang Yansheng stumbled to the edge of the bed, and she took out the suicide note that had been prepared long ago from the cabinet with trembling hands, on which there was only the division of Huo's shares.

She didn't know how long she could last, or if Huo Xiucheng, a mad man, was going to take her life next.

On the night Jiang Yansheng signed Huo Xiumo's will, he had already prepared a suicide note.

She's going to die.

All the shares in his name will be transferred to Smussen's hands.

Therefore, Jiang Yansheng wants to provoke the war between Smussen and Huo Xiucheng, kill his brother, and take his wife, these two things can make Smussen bite him to death for the rest of his life.

Jiang Yansheng lay on the edge of the bed, holding the suicide note tightly in his fingertips, and tears overflowing from his scarlet eyes slid down.

Crying silently to the end, she was in a trance, and muttered to herself: "I thought about suicide, so that I can go down to reunite with Huo Xiumo and the child, but how can I commit suicide, I should give you this cruel world without temperature, and let you live the walking dead." ”

Jiang Yansheng said this, sneering coldly, his eyes were red: "When I finally can't hold on one day, I should let you bear it for me, and your retribution will come." ”

She wanted to deal with another self with a hateful heart, but she was slightly confused: "In the end, the source of the evil is still me, it is I who created a terrifying soul like you, and it is my ......"

If only she hadn't been sick.

How nice that would be.

She can stand in love with Huo Xiumo in the sun, give birth to many children for him regardless of everything, no longer be troubled by illness, and will never be able to break free.

Jiang Yansheng still wanted Huo Xiumo.

She wanted to ......

"What to do, I miss him."

Jiang Yansheng pinched the suicide note with his fingertips, sat down on the ground, buried his head on the quilt in front of the edge of the bed, and choked lowly: "No one hurts me anymore." ”

She was crying, but suddenly she felt someone caressing her hair.

Jiang Yansheng raised her face as pale as a piece of paper, and in a trance, she seemed to see a woman exactly like her standing in the darkness in her vision.

She was particularly beautiful, like a rose, soaked in bright red blood, and appeared in front of her like this.

What is Rose?

It was a skull that grew to be decapitated.

Once created, it is doomed.

Jiang Yansheng's eyes were filled with a hollow look, and the pain in her chest had dulled all her senses.

I couldn't tell if it was a hallucination or if it was her grief and excessive imagination.

She stretched out her hand and touched her cold self with her fingertips, and a dense pain instantly appeared in her heart.

"Are you here to replace me?"

In the past few years, Jiang Yansheng has been troubled by the personality in his body, desperate, and sometimes longs to die with another self, but has never had direct contact with her.

She was smiling coldly, and at the same time there was a kind of down-and-out arrogance: "Jiang Yansheng, I never thought of replacing you." ”

"Then why did you ruin my life with the logic of your thinking?" Jiang Yansheng questioned her: "You destroyed me with your own hands, but you let me suffer the consequences every time." ”

She resented the woman in front of her who had the same appearance as herself, but had a different personality, and looked at the other woman as if she was looking at herself, but she felt very strange.

Jiang Yansheng's unbearable pain grew wildly in her heart, and as a coexistence, she naturally felt it very clearly and was also enduring this pain.

"You created me, you told me when I was a kid that no one loves you."

"You want me to love you."

Jiang Yansheng's eyes were piercing, and she was still questioning this beautiful woman standing in the dark: "Are you meeting all my needs?" ”

"I'm the real you."

She is the only one who knows best what the main personality of the body desires.

Jiang Yansheng's lips twitched with a thick bitterness: "Then why don't you directly replace me, I can't live anymore, you are another Jiang Yansheng, a Jiang Yansheng who doesn't need love or warmth...... Not the real me. ”

"Love, it will make you miserable." She slowly approached from the darkness, and her cold hand touched the corner of the woman's red eyes, the touch was clear, but the temperature was cold: "Don't be in pain, okay?" ”

Jiang Yansheng laughed softly at himself, and the tears in his eyes rolled more and more: "Now the most occupied in my heart is hatred, it is difficult to squeeze in other things, I hate everyone who killed Huo Xiumo, including myself...... How can it not be painful, I even feel that if it goes on like this, sooner or later I will become a walking corpse. ”

She wanted to die.

When I think of Huo Xiumo, I don't want to end my life all the time, go to him and the child.

Jiang Yansheng's hand held the cold fingertips of the woman in front of him, and his voice was full of despair: "You come to replace me, so that I won't be in pain." ”

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