Shang Xufeng's pace was very slow, very slow, and it took a long time to reach a short distance. His crimson eyes were still staring at the woman on the hospital bed, and the damn stupid woman still didn't look up at him—

Every time he took a step closer, Qiu Lingyang's heart tightened a little, and the two hands on his side subconsciously clenched the quilt.

Sensing that he was about to approach, he bit his lower lip tightly, and simply closed his eyes and pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

She was afraid, not afraid that he would hurt her, but afraid that she would not be able to control herself and throw herself into his arms—

At this time, she still had hope in her heart, and she still wanted to live a good life with him.

However, there was another voice in his heart saying, is all the harm suffered by Chu Xiaohang just like that?

She had seen those terrible videos with her own eyes, such bloody scenes, watching Chu Xiaohang become unrecognizable after being injured, and watching him become another person......

The edge of the bed suddenly sank a little, and the man's strong breath quickly surrounded her, and then the quilt was pulled away.

The man reached over with one hand and pinched her chin hard before she could react, forcing her to look up.

No matter what he was going to do, she still had her eyes closed and just didn't want to look at him.

The next second, lips with a strong masculine aura came up, not kissing her, but biting her. Biting her lip, the smell of blood reached their mouths, and he sucked her blood like a vampire, as if he wanted to devour her.

Qiu Lingyang suddenly opened his eyes, and when he met the man's crimson eyes, his heart tightened again, and he was so sad that he wanted to cry. I wanted to push his hand away, but it slowly hung down, and he still did whatever he wanted.

The man finally let go of her, holding her face with two hands, his reddened eyes still staring at her.

After a long silence, I only heard him say in a deep voice: "Qiu Lingyang, if Lao Tzu wants to kill you, he only needs two fingers." ”

Qiu Lingyang smiled bitterly, thinking that it would be good for him to kill her, at least she didn't have to worry about these anymore, and being able to die in his hands might also be a kind of happiness for her.

Thinking about it, I only felt that my eyes were swollen, and I held back the tears that were about to flow, and said quietly: "Did you do Chu Xiaohang's car accident three years ago?" ”

After asking, my heart hung high, and I was afraid that he would say yes. What she wanted to hear was for him to say, no, none of this had anything to do with him. As long as he says he hasn't done it, she believes him, even if it's a lie, she is willing to sink.

"Yes." He said. There was a dark glow of grief in his eyes.

"What?" Like thunder exploding in her ears, Qiu Lingyang only felt a boom in her head, and for a while the joy and sorrow became blurred, and in a trance, she seemed to laugh and muttered, "Shang Xufeng, what did you just say?" ”

Shang Xufeng's eyes were red with anger, and he continued: "I said yes, I did it, and I did everything. Are you satisfied with this? Yes? ”

Qiu Lingyang seemed to hear a click, as if his heart was broken. The only glimmer of hope was crushed by the man's own hands.

"Why is this happening? Why you? No, it's not true, it's definitely not true......" She didn't know how to describe the feeling at this time, it should be no feeling, not even the feeling of pain.