Luo Nanchu lowered her head, pursed her lips lightly and said nothing, only tears continued to slide down her cheeks slowly. Fastest updates

Fu Tingyuan looked at her for a while, withdrew his hand, and clenched his teeth.

Her low voice quietly reached his ears in the air: "How far are you going to force me to be willing?" ”

“……”

"Do you have to die for you to let me go?"

“……”

"I know it was my fault for calculating you back then, but my home has also been destroyed by you, and I thought I could pay it back after suffering for so many years." She raised her hand to cover her face, her voice trembling violently, "But why are you doing this, do you have to tell me, I can't pay it off in my life." I owe so much something, do I have to be ruined by you to make up for it? ”

"But I really don't want to marry you." She knows what marriage is. That legally effective contract can imprison her by his side for the rest of her life, and then she really can't survive and die. She wouldn't even be qualified to escape.

She was so happy to marry him, but now she desperately wants to escape. Whose fault is it?

"If you had been kind to me in the first place, even if it was one, we wouldn't have come to this point. Fu Tingyuan, don't look at me like this," she cried, "I also want to give you a chance, I even gave you a chance, but there is no way...... I can't forget it. When I looked at Sister Bai, I felt like I saw that miserable self. You cherish her so much, and I think that I was once so uncherished by you. I'm not trying to compare to her, I'm just ...... I really can't forget it. ”

"You asked me to be your **, tied me to you with such an unbearable identity, you didn't treat me as a human being that year, and to be honest, I didn't dare to treat myself as a human being. I don't dare to die, my younger siblings and my father want me to raise them, I don't even dare to cry, I can only laugh with you, I really want to laugh out......"

She lowered her head and inhaled softly, in fact, she was really aggrieved. Now I get up, as if I am wagging my tail and begging for mercy with him. Back then, she was one of his dogs, if he wanted her to cry, she had to cry, and if he wanted her to laugh, she could only laugh, he held her lifeline and forced her to accompany other men, and she could only laugh.

She will never forget this, and she will never forget his bland and indifferent eyebrows that night.

That night had left her completely humbled into the dust, and she had saved another woman for him, losing all her dignity as a woman.

Then she got sick.

Maybe it's crazy.

From that day on, she didn't think of herself as a person at all.

She had been crazy for so long, she was terminally ill, and she almost died. Finally, he slowly came out, but he came back again.

We're going to drag her back into that hell.

She doesn't want to.

How could she possibly want to go back again.

I'd rather wait for him to get tired of it and let her go, she doesn't want to be immersed in that kind of nightmare that can't be escaped for the rest of her life.

"Actually, I don't know how you like me." She smiled slightly, looked up at his gloomy eyebrows, and asked him softly, "When did you like me?" I really don't know. Maybe you don't know it yourself, right? Can you tell the difference between possessiveness and liking for a woman? ”

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