However, no matter how angry Li Mianmian was, even if the blood in his eyes had overflowed, he could only scratch a few scratches on Qi Yu's body or face.

Qi Yu was just dodging all the time, and by the way, led her to the inner room on the second floor.

Li Mianmian only had the idea of killing Qi Yu, and he had no time to care about anything else, so he was successfully brought to the door of the inner room.

"Zla-"

When he arrived at the door, Qi Yu finally stopped dodging, but suddenly reached out and grabbed the knife in Li Mianmian's hand.

The tremendous strength and quick movements made his hands blood splatter again.

Blood beads splashed on Li Mianmian's face, adding some strange looks, and on her white dress, magnificent blood-colored Manzhu Sawa bloomed, adding to the breath of death.

Qi Yu enjoyed the sharp pain in his hands, and said abruptly: "Your dear grandfather is waiting for you inside." You've exhausted all your energy with me, so don't be killed by your grandfather later. ”

When Li Mianmian heard this, his eyes instantly returned to black and white clarity.

"How do you know I'm here for him?"

Qi Yu smiled: "Because, he is also waiting for you!" Ha ha! ”

After saying that, he shoved her and dodged to the window.

Looking at her with strong emotions in her eyes, as if looking at her most beloved baby, Qi Yu showed a look of reluctance.

He gasped and stared straight at Li Mianmian.

"Haha, my little darling, you have to get stronger to kill me, or you will live forever in the shadow I have created for you."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Yu got up, opened his arms, and fell back with a smile.

"Hahahaha!"

Li Mianmian chased his laughter farther and farther away, and when he flashed to the window, Qi Yu's figure had disappeared.

Only the swaying greenery, rustling and dancing in the silver light of the night.

Li Mianmian clenched the blood-stained knife in his hand, and gritted his teeth: "Zhang Yu, I won't let you go!" ”

By the window, the cold wind blew on his cheeks, and the restlessness in his heart calmed down a little.

Li Mianmian wiped the blood beads on his face, put away the knife, and returned to the sweetest expression in the past.

She patted her skirt and walked slowly towards the door.

Sure enough, the moment the door was opened, Wen Tao was also sitting in a wheelchair as he was three years ago, calmly admiring the moonlight outside the window.

Hearing the sound of the door, he turned his head and looked at Li Mianmian.

The black hair and white dress, if it weren't for the dotted red 'flowers' on the skirt, I would have thought that she was wearing mourning clothes to mourn.

Li Mianmian also did not shy away from looking at his grandfather, who he hadn't seen for three years.

- There is no vicissitudes of the past in his eyes, but more indifference.

If you don't look closely, this lifeless appearance, I thought it was an old man dying quietly waiting for death.

But if you look closely, you will find that it seems to be different from him in the past!

Wen Tao seemed to be worried that he would find a clue, and interrupted Li Mianmian's musing.

"You're here."

Li Mianmian gently hooked the corners of her lips, "Every time I saw you before, your first sentence was, it's time to drink medicine, why don't you let me drink medicine today?" ”

When she was a child, her grandfather would force her to take very bitter medicine every day, saying that she was born weak, and specially prepared a tonic conditioning medicine for her.

At that time, Wen Shimian naively thought that her grandfather loved her, and she didn't know until she fell from the stairs at the age of eighteen that those medicines were for her heart, so that her body could adapt to the later transplant operation.