He thought, he was probably really hopeless.

Hate, slightly, use all your strength and grief to hate me.

Because when a person in hell has exhausted everything and cannot be recovered, pain will be his greatest salvation......

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Chu Weiwei didn't even know how he got back home.

The taxi master thought she was sick and reminded her to remember to see a doctor.

Afraid of being seen by her parents as grief-stricken, she went straight back to her apartment.

Chu lay on the bed slightly, looking out the window with empty eyes.

This house is full of memories of the past......

is filled with too many memories between her and Mo Jiyan, from acquaintance, love, to the birth of Xiao Moyue.

It is said that memories are the most unbearable......

Chu Weiwei didn't even dare to look back and think about what happened at the beginning, because how beautiful it was once would be how unbearable it would be now.

Thinking of Mo Jiyan and Shen Chuyi's loving husband and wife, and thinking of his expression of holding that woman so tenderly and caringly......

Thinking of Xiao Moyue's screaming on the phone......

Mom, Xiaoyue misses you so much......

Mom, Satsuki doesn't leave you, Satsuki is so sad, Satsuki wants to be with her mother......

Every shout from her daughter made her heart cut like a knife.

She knew how ruthless Mo Jiyan was, as long as it was something or someone that made him unhappy, he would do everything to destroy it.

Satsuki is the only motivation for her to continue, but now Satsuki is gone.

She didn't even know when she would see her daughter again.

Xiao Moyue is only four years old now, although she is already sensible, but she is still a four-year-old child after all.

At first, without her by her side, Xiao Moyue may cry and cry, and she will not get used to it.

But if time passes, the memory of her will inevitably fade slowly.

She's so scared...... By the time they met again, their daughter had long forgotten what she looked like.

Just thinking of this, Chu Wei trembled and couldn't stop it.

"Satsuki ......" she muttered, her bloodshot eyes in a trance, clutching her hair tightly, as if she was pulling her scalp off, and her whole body trembled like a fluttering leaf.

Pain.

It was as if someone had been thrust into his chest with a sharp blade, and then it was stirred so hard that the flesh was pulled out mercilessly.

The pain started from the mouth of the heart and quickly spread to every inch of the nerves in the body.

Halberd Rock ...... Why did he do that to her?

Their love for so many years, along with her dignity, was trampled under his feet like this?

Satsuki is her life!

If Satsuki is gone, what is the difference between her and the walking dead?

Her heart was about to burst open, and she felt that she could no longer bear such a heart-rending pain.

She had to be relieved, she had to let the pain stop.

Glancing at the fruit knife on the low cabinet next to her, a strange idea popped into her mind.

If she died, she wouldn't have to endure all this pain, right?

Chu sat up suddenly, stretched out his hand, and poked the fruit knife over.

Today's weather is exceptionally good, the curtains are raised high, and the sun outside shines in, and the sunlight is refracted on the blade, revealing a dazzling light.

At this moment, Chu Weiwei's head was unusually calm.

She let out a sigh of relief, trembling her fingertips, and aimed the blade at her wrist.

She didn't even think or hesitate for a moment, and then paddled hard—

The knife was very deep, and the bright red blood instantly spread out like a stream, and fell to the ground with a clatter. FFF5601211