Ye Bangyue stayed for one more day, and rushed back to Jiangcheng overnight. She's so miserable, she can't say anything about these two people... The house has returned to its previous desertion.

The girl returned to her previous state, except that she was stared at by someone every night and couldn't sleep well, everything else was as usual.

The calendar is also gradually turning to April. As soon as he woke up, opened the curtains, and felt the warm sunshine today, Chen Xing took the calendar, and looked at the day in the middle of the calendar, he was a little silent.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Chen Xing turned his head to look. Seeing that the girl had just woken up and was still a little dazed, he said good morning, then turned around and continued to look at the calendar.

As soon as he turned his head, he brushed his lips against her forehead as he heard the footsteps approaching.

"What are you seeing?" Jun Muyi didn't seem to feel it, but looked at the calendar in his hand. Seeing that there were no strange marks on the calendar, she stared at him with some puzzlement, and then pulled up her somewhat loose nightdress and walked back: "It's your turn to make breakfast, hurry up." Remembering the feeling of wiping his lips just now, he rubbed the calendar, Chen Xing hummed, put down the calendar, and walked to the bathroom.

The two hadn't brushed their teeth together for a long time. Listening to each other's voices, neither of them raised their heads, and seemed to be very attentive.

One room, two people, each with a ghost. Jun Muyi was the first to wash her face, she looked at Chen Xing, who was also picking up a towel, and said softly: "What do you remember?" She had been listening to what he had said a few days earlier.

After hearing that she could imitate his tone at that time, she finally came to a conclusion. The man's memory returned.

And a lot more. The question that had been suppressed for days was finally spoken today, and she was somewhat expecting his answer.

Chen Xing glanced at her lightly and shook his head: "I didn't think of anything, I'm still me, you're not you." Jun Muyi was stunned, and he didn't even know when he would go out.

She was a little annoyed that he kept silent, but remembering that the current situation was caused by her, the girl licked her lips unconsciously.

He's not in pain, is it possible to get used to it? Putting down the towel, she walked to the living room and saw him ready for breakfast, and she sat down directly.

Chen Xing glanced at her, seeing that she was not behaving again like a few days ago, so he said a little strangely: "Take the spoon yourself." Jun Muyi smiled brightly,

"You get it for me." Seeing that her tone was a little jumpy, Chen Xing understood the reason. This person's personality change is seamless.

Chen Xing, who had already kneaded the image of this person, did not get used to her, but sat down and ate by himself.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Jun Muyi was unhappy and stepped on his foot: "Get me a spoon." ”

"Miss Jun has hands and feet, why bother?"

"I want you to get it for me."

"yes, okay." Chen Xing responded. Seeing that he was still eating, and had no intention of getting up at all, Jun Muyi became more and more annoyed: "Either don't eat it, or get me a spoon." ”

"Jun Muyi, don't label yourself as arrogant, I already see clearly what kind of person you are." Chen Xing glanced at her lightly, and when he saw her momentary distraction, he didn't bother to delve into it, and continued to eat.

She asked what it was like to like someone, and she said she didn't seem to understand what love was. She was hinting at him before, hinting that she was acting on the spot before.

Hehe, Jun Muyi, it's so ruthless. What's the point of lying to yourself? She doesn't want to face herself, she doesn't want to face him, she just likes her all, what's the point?

Jun Muyi, who came back to her senses, saw that Chen Xing was still eating, but she was still indifferent, she recalled his eyes just now, and her heart was crossed, and she directly snatched the spoon in his hand.

Chen Xing, who was confiscated from the tableware, was helpless, watching her eat without being dirty, Chen Xing returned to the kitchen with a bowl.

Seeing that he was not there, Jun Muyi was happy to relax and drank the soup slowly. Not... Why didn't you think the dumplings he made were so delicious at New Year's Day?

The girl ate slowly, but after waiting for a long time before he came out, she had no reason to feel angry.

As soon as she knocked on the bottom of the bowl, the still hot soup splashed on her own hands, and she couldn't see him poking his head out to care about her.

Feeling a little empty in her heart, the girl thought about it for a while and realized that something was wrong. When did he start to be cold to her?

Seems like it started with seeing that slut? The girl rarely felt a sense of regret. I regret listening to him and not killing that slut.

With the bowl in hand, Jun Muyi went to the kitchen, looked at him eating out the window, and shouted at him with some annoyance.

Chen Xing turned his head to look at her lightly, and then pointed to the pot: "There are still in the pot, it's not enough to add it yourself." I'll go out later, and you can take care of lunch by yourself. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Who are you? What is this for? Chen Xing said softly, suddenly feeling the coldness on his neck.

The girl stuck to his back and said softly, "I'm your girlfriend, we're still a couple." Through the reflection of the window, he saw a silver kitchen knife resting on his neck.

He was not afraid of death and pushed the blade away with the spoon in his hand,

"Put down the knife and talk well."

"I ask you, where are you going?" Jun Muyi used force to cut a hole in his neck. A smell of blood suddenly opened up in the air.

Feeling the blood flowing down his neck, Chen Xing settled down: "You still thought I was your boyfriend?" ”

"I told you, give me some time." Jun Muyi's eyes were dim, and he greedily sniffed the scent on his body.

Chen Xing snorted and put down the bowl in his hand: "I also said, you can divide it if you want, I don't like it now..."

"Don't want to hang yourself from a tree?" The strength in Jun Muyi's hand was a little stronger. The wound was deeper, the pain was more intense, and Chen Xing was still very calm: "You didn't trust me." ”

"I trusted!"

"I've trusted... Aren't you acting? Jun Muyi? The girl was silent and embraced him with her other hand.

She cherishes the feeling, but she prefers to see him bleed. Especially like before... The girl discovers the true heart that has been hidden in the depths.

She smiled excitedly, took the knife down, and continued to hold him: "Ah Xing, you are injured, can you still go out?" Chen Xing was about to speak, but there was a pain in his abdomen, and he grabbed her hand tightly.

Seeing him in a cold sweat, the girl smiled happily: "Can't go, right?" Chen Xing turned his head and looked at this girl who was both strange and familiar.

She was in danger at every turn, but she finally ripped off the veil. It hurts...

"Ah Xing... I bled a lot. The girl swirled the knife and felt the tremor of his body, and she laughed more and more excitedly.

What she longed for finally happened. His blood was stained all over her hands. She wanted to do that when she first met him.

But this man slowly guided her, and her part of her desire was completely hidden. But that's fine, cause and effect reincarnation, and there will be retribution in the end.

She was happy to see the god in her heart bleeding, but after hearing his next words, she was stunned.

"Welcome back." She looked at him blankly, intending to find something in his eyes, and she could see that he was as dull as he had gone before, and the fire in his heart was burning more and more.

"I'm a clinical doctor... So... You won't die easily. After the girl said coldly, she swirled the knife again and tore the wound open.

He suppressed a whimper and clutched her hand. But he didn't let her pull her hand, but observed her carefully.

The girl's eyes were red, the madness in her eyes was no longer suppressed, and the corners of her mouth were hooked, very excited. He no longer held her hand, but stroked her hair.

For so many days, she was the only time she was touched by him in a conscious state. He smiled. The fish bites.