Ye Qianxing's pupils dilated for a moment.

Her hands trembled for a moment before she clenched her sword again, she couldn't let Ji Hanxiao see the slightest softness in her heart.

"Get out!"

Ye Qianxing's eyebrows and eyes were not moved in the slightest, and the cold frost was all over the place, as if Ji Hanxiao took another step forward, and he would be killed on the spot.

Ji Hanxiao was tortured by Ye Qianxing's backlash, but before he could relax, he was stabbed again.

Ji Hanxiao's face turned pale, and he pursed his pale lips.

Cold sweat slid down his sideburns, but he couldn't stop him.

He didn't draw his sword, but took another step forward.

"I'm not leaving."

"I want to know the truth, I want to get my memories back."

"Ye Qianxing, I can give you my life, but as long as I live for one day, I won't let you go."

"I don't believe I'm going to hurt you, even if I hurt you, there must be a reason, or there was a misunderstanding, I need to figure it out and understand."

Ji Hanxiao seems stubborn, seemingly paranoid and indestructible.

In fact, every bit of Ye Qianxing's indifference was like a knife piercing his heart, making him bruised all over his body, and Ji Hanxiao was stunned with a knife.

Every time the sword in Ye Qianxing's hand was forced, he couldn't wait to make Ji Hanxiao vomit blood.

He admits that he is gambling.

He bet that Ye Qianxing was not without feelings for himself.

But the facts told him that the bet was lost.

No kind of pain can be more lethal than Ye Qianxing's indifference.

He remembered, in that video.

He followed behind Ye Qianxing and accompanied her live broadcast.

Fight with her.

Sleep with her and rest.

The two of them are like the closest partners, comrades-in-arms in battle, and the most compatible other half.

She intimately called herself small.

When she sees herself, she laughs, she is flamboyant, she is happy, she is happy and naughty.

Instead of frowning at the sight of yourself now.

It's painful.

I just want to stay away from myself.

Ye Qianxing was already leaning against the wall, and there was no way to avoid it.

Ji Hanxiao continued to move forward.

The sword was in his chest.

Inch by inch, Ye Qianxing didn't withdraw his hand, and the two of them were in such a stalemate.

Soon, the sword penetrated from the other side of Ji Hanxiao's body.

A muffled grunt escaped his lips.

At this time, he was not far from Ye Qianxing.

There was pain and pleading in Ji Hanxiao's eyes, he raised his hand and wanted to touch Ye Qianxing's face, but halfway through it, he turned to the sword, held the blade, and submerged the sword into his chest.

His tone softened a lot, and his voice trembled with a hint of suppression: "Stars." ”

"If I really do something wrong, will I give you my life?"

"You give me back the memories."

"I want a chance to atone for my sins."

Ji Hanxiao's blood dripped on Ye Qianxing's hand, and the warm blood seemed to have a hot temperature.

sprinkled on her, making her very sad.

Memories churn in my head, begging for mercy and crying myself.

Not the slightest mercy.

The first time he lost it to a brute, Ji Hanxiao was still a half-beast at that time.

She suffered not a single abuse, but a disgusting ravage that tore her apart.

How did she forget?

How can she forgive? How to face it?

This is cruel to any girl.

The abdominal cavity also began to churn, and the memories that Ye Qianxing usually suppressed felt nauseous and uncomfortable.

All poured out.

She didn't take revenge on Ji Hanxiao.

She didn't kill Ji Hanxiao.

She can't do it, she is already looking at the past feelings.

She just doesn't want to be involved with Ji Hanxiao, why is it so difficult?

Why is it so hard?

She paid such a big price, but she still had to be pressed by Ji Hanxiao step by step.

The pain that she had suppressed in her heart for so many years, and the scars that had never been revealed to anyone were torn apart by Ji Hanxiao again and again, how cruel it was.

Ji Hanxiao is still so aggrieved, and keeps saying that I will never hurt you.

You give me back my memory.

You give me back my memory.

Self-righteous secondary hurting himself.

"Stars ......"

Ji Hanxiao looked at Ye Qianxing and seemed to be a little wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to help people.

Ye Qianxing stroked his chest and bent over retching.

But she hasn't eaten anything lately and she can't throw up.

Ye Qianxing's eyes turned red instantly, and the nerve in his brain snapped and broke.

Her eyes were red, her emotions were on the verge of collapse, and Ye Qianxing knocked off Ji Hanxiao's hand like crazy: "Don't touch me!" ”

The voice is sharp and high.

Ye Qianxing pulled out the long sword on Ji Hanxiao's body and tore it to the wound, Ji Hanxiao's face turned two points whiter, and the whole person was shaky.

"Stars ......"

Ji Hanxiao felt that Ye Qianxing's state was very wrong.

Ye Qianxing directly picked up the sword and gave Ji Hanxiao another sword.

Pierced on the shoulder blade on the other side, penetrating.

Extremely ruthless, the start is crisp.

Ji Hanxiao didn't dodge, but was suddenly stimulated by this strong force and fell backwards.

But he quickly stabilized his body and took the initiative to lean over the sword, allowing it to penetrate two points deeper.

The pain made him more awake.

"If that takes your breath off, I'll do it."

"If you think my life can atone for your sins, come and take it!"

Ye Qianxing's tears fell.

With a force in her hand, the hilt of the sword directly touched Ji Hanxiao's flesh, and Ji Hanxiao was in terrible pain.

Ye Qianxing approached Ji Hanxiao with tears in her eyes, and she sneered like crazy.

"Atonement?"

"Your life?"

"Ji Hanxiao! You'll always be so self-righteous. ”

"You always will be!"

"What's the use of your life? What do you take to atone for your sins? ”

"You keep saying that you want to get your memories back and won't hurt me, but what are you doing? Every question you make, every time you appear, every step you push, which one is not hurting me. ”

"Ji Hanxiao!"

"You're the one who lied to me."

"Deceive me, deceive me from beginning to end, whether in the form of a beast or in human form."

"Hurt me, play me, and now you are pestering me again and again, Ji Hanxiao, you never asked me."

"Have you ever respected me? Is your liking based on me being a person? ”

"As an abuser, you are still so wronged, Ji Hanxiao, you are really ridiculous."

"If I had to choose again, I would choose to never know you."

Ye Qianxing was ruthless, and said all the anger in his chest, what he had never said to Ji Hanxiao for so many years.

She really didn't want to go on like this.

Ji Hanxiao didn't give her a chance to hide.

"I hate that I didn't kill you with my own hands."

Listening to Ji Hanxiao's ears, this sentence was like a sharp sword that kills people.

Pierced him directly into a sieve.

The dense and continuous pain spread from the mouth of the heart, until the throat tightened and the eyes turned black.

"You ......"

"Do you really hate me so much?"

"Yes!"

"Don't you want to see what happened back then?"

"I'll show you!"

"Look at how you hurt me, of course, and how you are going to atone for your sins."

"Look at your life, is it enough?"

Ye Qianxing directly held Ji Hanxiao's hand, and before Ji Hanxiao had time to react, he was pulled closer to the memories of abnormal abuse.

Ye Qianxing's face was obviously a little more immature than now, and she was pressed under her beast-shaped self.

She's crying......

She was begging for mercy.

She said: "Ji Hanxiao ......"

"Ji Hanxiao, be sober."

"Ji Hanxiao, I'm in so much pain."

"Ji Hanxiao, stop."

"Ji Hanxiao ......"

"Ji Hanxiao ......"

One is weaker than the other.

The sound of begging for mercy, the sound of crying.

Ye Qianxing didn't show Ji Hanxiao the details, and even the memories were hazy.

But those sounds, movements.

It is not difficult for Ji Hanxiao to understand what is happening.

In the end, Ye Qianxing lay on the ground like a rag doll.

Ye Qianxing shook off Ji Hanxiao's hand, the hairs on her body were about to explode, and her face was pale and trembling.

"Ji Hanxiao ......"

"If you really want to atone for your sins, stay away from me, and never appear before me."

"You gave the damage."

"I'm going to throw up when I see a strange man now, and it's all caused by you."

"Don't push me!"

Don't make me regret it, let you go back then.

Ji Hanxiao's pupils dilated, and he couldn't believe that the person who had just committed violence like a beast was himself.

His voice was hoarse, and he had nothing to say.

If it's this kind of injury, he really deserves to die.

"I'll pay it back with my life."

Ji Hanxiao wanted to kill himself the moment he saw the memory, and at this moment, he felt extremely disgusting.

He felt that he didn't even deserve to say sorry.

His eyes were red, and he pulled out the sword from his shoulder like a madman, and stabbed it hard at his heart.

Ye Qianxing hurriedly stopped, but the sword still didn't enter a lot.

Ji Hanxiao spat out a mouthful of blood violently, unable to stand any longer.

fell directly, Ye Qianxing didn't want to help, but her hand seemed to have her own thoughts.

Ye Qianxing couldn't kill Ji Hanxiao by himself.

Even if he was injured, he didn't pick a fatal spot.

She just wanted Ji Hanxiao to stay away from her.

She didn't want him dead.

But he never thought that Ji Hanxiao would be so resolute.

Ye Qianxing didn't know why, but he was a little panicked.

She covered Ji Hanxiao's chest, her hand was full of vitality, and she wanted to help him heal his injuries.

But he was restrained by Ji Hanxiao.

Ji Hanxiao shook his head with difficulty in Ye Qianxing's arms, his voice was very weak, so weak that he spoke much quieter.

"No, don't cure ......"

"I don't deserve it."

Ji Hanxiao said intermittently: "Yes......"

"I'm sorry."

"Use my life to wash your grievances."

"I'm dead, so you don't have to be afraid in the future."

Ji Hanxiao's tears suddenly slipped out of his eyes, and he suddenly said cautiously: "It hurts......"

"You hit me."

Ye Qianxing couldn't hold back any longer, and tears fell down.

She couldn't tell what she was feeling right now.

It's complicated.

She doesn't hate anymore.

She didn't complain anymore

But she can't forgive, and she can't get along with Ji Hanxiao without any guilt.

But she knew very well that she didn't want Ji Hanxiao to die.

Does it hurt? Of course it hurts, not only does it hurt on his body, but he has been awakened by nightmares for so many years, and he can't tell anyone, Ye Qianxing even hurts mentally.

Not only did it hurt, but she was also afraid.

She vomits when she sees a man.

It's because I'm afraid, no one will find out about her grievance.

Only she knew that when she saw the man, she couldn't help but tremble.

She wanted to escape.

So much so that when she first went back, she locked herself in her room for a few months to build herself psychologically.

No one knows, only when she is disgusted with men.

But Ji Hanxiao saw through it at a glance.

He said, "I will wash away your grievances with my life."

Wash away your fears.

The person who hurts you is no longer in this world.

You don't have to be afraid of anything.

Ye Qianxing's tears dripped on Ji Hanxiao's face, almost causing his soul to burn.

She's right.

I'm too self-righteous.

Self-righteous is good for her.

The self-righteous pursuit of the truth always brings only harm.

He was the one with the sharpest knife, and he didn't know it when he wounded her all over her body.

Ji Hanxiao smiled bitterly.

Nothing powerlessly powerless than this.

All the injuries were caused by him.

"Don't cry ......"

Ji Hanxiao didn't dare to reach out to wipe Ye Qianxing's tears.

He didn't dare to touch the other party.

"You won't see me again anytime soon."

Ji Hanxiao held down Ye Qianxing's hand holding the hilt of the sword, ready to send it down hard, and it was all over.

Only a little slit: "No!"

Ye Qianxing pulled out his sword and threw it away.

"We don't owe each other, I just want you to stay away from me."

"I just hope you don't pester me anymore."

"Let's go."

Ye Qianxing was crying with a nasal voice, and his tears couldn't be stopped for a while.

But he still didn't want Ji Hanxiao to die.

"If you still have the slightest guilt against me, you will never appear in front of me."

"Don't get out of here!"

Ye Qianxing turned around and silently shed tears.

Chaotic nights, chaotic things, chaotic everything, she was really tired and wanted to end these.

After a long time, there was no movement behind him, and Ye Qianxing turned around, and there was nothing on the ground except for bloodstains.

Ye Qianxing buried his head in the quilt and trembled slightly.

She rarely cried.

But sometimes, the tears can't be stopped.

And Ji Hanxiao, who Ye Qianxing thought was gone, was covered in blood and just stood in front of Ye Qianxing's bed.

Watching her tremble.

Listen to her whimper.

also reddened his eyes, his tears dripped on the ground, and he apologized over and over again while touching Ye Qianxing's quilt in the air.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry."

Sorry for making you so miserable.

I'm sorry for causing you so much damage.

I'm sorry.

Ji Hanxiao didn't know what else he could say except for these three words.

Now even I love you, I like you, Ji Hanxiao doesn't dare to say it.

He felt unworthy.

Yes, not deserved.

He really felt that he should atone for his sins with death, but Ye Qianxing didn't allow it.

Ji Hanxiao didn't know what he should do.

How long did Ye Qianxing cry, how long did Ji Hanxiao apologize like this, until Ye Qianxing was tired of crying and fell asleep, Ji Hanxiao's untreated wound, and the blood was already dripping a big puddle on the ground.

Ji Hanxiao's face is as white as paper.

The whole person is weak and abnormal.

He leaned on the side of the bed, tracing Ye Qianxing's eyebrows with his eyes, not daring to touch a single bit.

The eyes are full of distress and greed.

"Can anyone tell me what I should do?"

No one knew that Ji Hanxiao, who was invincible and powerful enough to defeat everything.

There are also times when there is such panic and helplessness.

He lowered his head and slashed hard at his wound, which had noticeably slowed the bleeding rate.

The wound festered, but the pain made Ji Hanxiao smile with a pale face.