Time seems to be frozen in this dark night, on this dark road with no end, the more you go inside, the more it seems to walk into an endless abyss.

Her mind was full of images from her childhood, and without the help of their family of three, she might have died a long time ago.

In her ears was Mo Chen's hysterical scolding, the words were like blades, which made her heart feel distressed like a knife, she told herself.

Anyway, no matter what, it's bound to hurt, but it's just some insults, what's the matter......

At this moment, she seemed to have taken off that cold and ruthless mask, revealing her heart full of blood, and tears of grief, which could no longer be suppressed, overflowing her eyes.

Suddenly she kicked something hard under her feet, and her body fell straight forward, and she put her hands on the ground, and tears fell to the ground.

Her stomach seemed to be filled with her bitterness and tears, constantly overflowing from her eyes, getting up and continuing to walk, how could she be cowardly to this point?

kept persuading herself in her heart that she was now the ruthless Jian Junxi, a real strong person.

The strong are not without tears, nor are they running with tears, the real strong do not allow themselves to cry at all!

However, her tear ducts seemed to be broken, and she did not listen to her, because the heart in her chest was so painful that it seemed that she must be killed to death......

In order to stop her tears, she took out the unopened needle from her bag, unfastened the cufflinks, and rolled up her sleeves.

Count while piercing, 1 ...... 2…… 3…… 4…… 5…… 10…… 11…… 12…… The needle hits the blood, and the needle hurts to the heart.

Until it was pierced twelve times, the pain made cold sweat break out on her forehead, and the tears finally stopped, and she sneered sadly: "Hehe......"

Like a madman, mocking her pathetic, her left arm was full of bright red blood, running down her fingers, like her bloody and tearful heart, falling drop by drop in the invisible darkness......

In the depths of my soul, there is a desolation, only endless wounds and pains......

She walked for a long time, heard the sound of the waves, and as if she had finally seen hope, she continued to walk towards the sea, as if it were her home.

The sea in the dark night is very calm, and the waves are constantly kissing the sand, like the soft sound of a mother, so careful, so gentle.

She walked on the beach, looked left and right, there was no one on the beach, took off her shoes, rolled up her trousers, and walked step by step towards the sea, as if she were going to die.

As the sea overflowed her knees, a cool breeze swept across her face and ruffled her hair, making her suddenly come back to her senses, and her thin lips raised a cruel arc.

Bent down, stretched out her bleeding left hand into the seawater, a piercing pain made her gasp, her face was pale but she clenched her teeth, and she didn't allow herself to make a sound.

The moon and the stars seemed to feel her pain and loneliness, and they ran out of the clouds, and she withdrew her hand from the water.

When she saw her mutilated arm in the moonlight, she raised the corners of her mouth mockingly.

Looking at the deep ocean, I really want to go down like this, go to its deepest depth, and see if it is the same as her, so painful, so hurt......

She turned and walked back, rebuttoning her cufflinks as she went, and walked to a large tree, where she slowly crouched down and sat down beside it.

Just like the big tree is her leaning back, she leans her head on the big tree and clasps her legs with both hands, especially like a child abandoned by her parents on an isolated island.

At the bottom of the dark eyes, there was too much pain and grievances, and the hidden tears, like bright dewdrops, were rolling in the eyes, but they never fell.

(End of chapter)