Chapter 3

no Even if you die, you have to fight! Qin Ruoyu suddenly got up and pulled out all kinds of tubes on her arm. The sharp needle cut her delicate skin. She didn't care and ran out regardless. She wants to escape. She doesn't want to stay in this place any more, even if she wants to fight with him. She didn't care about the sad life. Hearing the sound, Yunluo turns around with a cold face as soon as he comes to the door. Then he sees Qin Ruoyu in a big sick suit, barefoot, and wants to rush out. Yunluo catches Qin Ruoyu, his face is covered with dark clouds, and looks at her darkly: "Qin Ruoyu, how dare you run away? You know there's a price to be paid for that! "

Regardless of his coldness and threat, Qin Ruoyu just struggled desperately and flashed towards the door, screaming: "you let me go! Let go of me

She is now a little out of control, weak body, there is not much strength, was holding the wrist cloud Luo, in any case, can not get out of the door that is only a few steps away. Yunluo's face is black and frightening. He mercilessly throws her in. Qin Ruoyu's thin body is like rags, and is thrown on the floor a few meters away. Bone knock on the floor, can feel the whole body up and down a deep pain. "You die! You can only die here! "

Cloud Luo finish saying this words, then turn head to fall to open a door to go out, in a short while, spread to cackle a, he locked outside. Qin Ruoyu closed his eyes, then, bearing the pain, struggled to get up, trembling, staggering, step by step toward the door. Through the glass on the door of the ward, Qin Ruoyu clearly saw the cold face that made countless women crazy. really? You can only die here? Qin Ruoyu has a pale but beautiful smile at the corner of his mouth. Sensing her abnormality, Yunluo opens the lock and is about to push the door, only to find that the door has been locked from inside by her. "What are you going to do?"

Yunluo is roaring outside. But the sound insulation of the door made Qin Ruoyu only see his mouth moving. Turn around, step by step toward the sofa, close, stretch out a white slender hand, hold the fruit knife on the tea table bit by bit, and then, with an angel like smile, look at the handsome man full of panic at the door. "Put down the knife! Qin Ruoyu

Yunluo's heart suddenly raised, he had never felt so flustered. The cold light of the knife and the pale smile shook his eyes. If I die, you will have no toys, and you will not treat me like this Qin Ruoyu picks up the knife and cuts his wrist madly, as if it were not himself, but a villain who has hated for many years. One by one, the bright red blood gushed out, fell on the ground, splashed on the clean clothes, sprayed on the face, and warm tears. No pain, only the pleasure of revenge. This body, as if no longer her, but his doll. "No!"

Looking at her indignant toward his wrist cut, that road, a shoal of startling red, he felt his heart would stop beating, pain made him pale. Desperately hit, want to open this one block him into the door. Qin Ruoyu's face became paler and paler. Her fingers trembled. She could not hold the knife steadily. She looked at the man who was desperate to hit the door. There was a smile on her face.