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He suddenly remembered that when they were married, they had quarreled, his hand had been cut open by the broken cup, her heartbroken gaze and meticulous bandaging. At that time, he had hurt her, but she still felt sorry for him, and she couldn't bear to see him suffer even a little bit. But now, she could smash his head into a bloody mess without any hesitation, she didn't love him, didn't love him.

He suddenly started laughing as he saw her worried expression through the blood fog, "Yan Yan Yan, it has been five years since we last met. You have become even more capable, and your attacks are both accurate and ruthless. No one will dare to bully you anymore, right? "

"Shen Canghao …"

She murmured softly. Seeing his handsome face dyed red by a layer of blood, her heart started to quiver as if it were twitching.

"Don't pity me, and don't pity me."

He carelessly swiped at it, but the blood line on his forehead quickly slid down and blocked his sight. He did not feel any pain, as if his entire body had gone numb.

He suddenly smiled evilly, "Xu Huayan, if you can kill me with your own hands, I'll let go."

"You're crazy, crazy …"

She staggered backwards, only to repeat this sentence. Had he really gone mad? She had hurt him, so much so that he was still unwilling to let go.

"I've long been driven mad by you, Xu Huayan. I've never seen such a heartless woman like you before. I've never seen her before."

He broke out into a sorrowful sneer, but could not control the waves of dizziness as he staggered and supported himself against the wall.

"Don't say anymore, I'll go call a doctor to come over …"

She shook her head furiously, tears streaming down her face. She ignored the pain in her ankle and hurriedly tried to leave the phone.

"Don't fight."

"If you don't want me to die, then take care of me yourself. If you want me to die, then let me die in your arms."

"You're bleeding …" She choked on her tears, unable to control them.

"He won't die for now." He gritted his teeth and forced a smile. He held her hand so that she could sit beside him. His blood-stained hand gripped her lower jaw.

She just cried and didn't say a word.

"Tell me, do you feel heartache?" He continued to hold her face, and the strength in his hands increased, causing her to crease her brow slightly.

Her crying increased a little, but she still remained stubborn and silent.

"Tell me, in these five years, I wasn't the only one who was thinking of you, feeling as if I was living a life worse than death. You missed me, you loved me, right?" However, he didn't let go of her, and whispered into her ear.

"Don't force me …"

She looked at the blood on his face and felt her mind going blank, "Shen Canghao, if you bleed any more, you will die … Are you trying to piss me off? Why are you still bullying me? Do you want me to die for you to see? "

She fiercely hammered him, then suddenly threw herself into his arms and started crying loudly …

If he had known earlier, he would have bled some blood in exchange for her heartache. He should have done this long ago.

"Bandage it for me and it will be fine." He embraced her and sighed in satisfaction, "It's worth it."

"What? Worth it?" She choked with sobs as she raised her tearful face to look at him in confusion.

"Another ten times as much blood. It's worth it for you to care about it."

"Ten times …" Ten times and he really will die. " Her grip on his chest shirt tightened, as if she were relieving her nervousness and worry.

"What would you do if I did die?" he asked seriously, taking her face in his hands.

She couldn't help but feel a little absent-minded. She remembered that Ashes had asked her about this before, when she was very ill. He had also said that if he died, she would burn a piece of paper and give it to him.

"What are you thinking about?" He frowned slightly and immediately opened his mouth, stopping her from thinking too much.

"Asai asked me the same question." She sighed and lowered her eyes. "I've let him down. I've owed him my life."

"What did you say?" He was a bit jealous, so he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her cheek.

"Can you treat your wounds first?" She helplessly looked at him. His forehead had such a big wound, yet he still had the mood to be jealous.

Even as he cleaned up the bloodstains on his body, he couldn't help but wonder how she had answered his question.

"Don't move, there's broken glass in here." She pressed his face down and glared at him. "You want to disfigure your face? You're not going to find a doctor?"

"Why are you looking for a doctor? You're enough." He wrapped his arms around her waist, so tightly.

"Endure it for a moment. It will hurt if you disinfect it." Her heart softened as she used a cotton ball stained with alcohol to wipe his wounds.

"It hurts …" "Aiya, it hurts so much that I can't live anymore …" Before he could even touch his wound, he already began to shout out 'Ouch! Ouch!'.

Huaiyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She only frowned at him. "I haven't touched the wound."

"But it still hurts."

"Then what should we do?"

"I want you to kiss me." He squinted at her and smiled.

"Shen Canghao!" She put down the tweezers in her hands and looked at him speechlessly. "How can there be such a persistent being like you?"

As she finished speaking, she lowered her head and lightly kissed his lips, "You're a fool, Shen Canghao. You're so stupid."

They didn't stop kissing and gradually hugged each other again.

Since they loved each other, since they hated each other, since they couldn't get rid of her, then they might as well destroy her together.