"Go away! I'm tired of looking at you! "

Ying Hannian pushed her away, the scar on the corner of her eye was almost ferocious.

Lin Yi was pushed to one side of the cabinet, his thigh hurt, and the aromatherapy lamp fell down and broke on the ground.

She looked down at the debris on the ground. The aromatherapy lamp was made of glass. At the moment, her figure was faintly reflected on the pieces, as if she were also broken one by one.

It suddenly occurred to her that she was so embarrassed when she died in his bed last life, right?

Back to life, or fall in the hands of the same man, but she, more embarrassed.

At least, she didn't feel pain for him from last life to death... Who's to blame? She suffered everything on her own. She was not humiliated enough in her last life, and she dares to do it again in this life.

I'm afraid.

No more.

Lin Yi straightened up and walked out without looking at him again. Her leg was hit and hurt badly. But when she left, she still kept walking normally and supported her last trace of pride.

"Bang."

The door was shut.

Ying Hannian stood in the same place, looking at the closed door without any temperature in his eyes. He didn't move. He seemed to be frozen.

Behind him, there was blood dripping on the floor.

A small pool of blood had gathered on the floor.

The next second, Ying Hannian took back his hand which had been placed behind him. His hand was so tight that it was difficult for blood to seep between his fingers. He slowly opened his hand. In the palm of his hand was a bloody lighter, and the bottom of the lighter was a spring blade.

He took the lighter, and the palm of his left hand had already been cut to pieces.

He cut it himself.

A lot of times, the wound is a good thing, it will remind you of pain, pain, pain, talent will not be a few tears around, will not easily give up arms to surrender.

He just kept staring at the blood in his palm.

"Bang."

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Ying Hannian clenched his fist again and put it behind him. Jiang Qixing rushed in, his eyes full of disapproval and looked at him. He wanted to say something. Finally, he held back and said, "brother Han, Miss Lin has gone."

"Well."

Ying Hannian answered coldly.

"I see her eyes are very red, you..." Jiang Qixing wanted to say and stop, thought about it, and finally said frankly, "in fact, I just stood outside the door, I heard what you said, brother Han, Miss Lin is a good girl, she has been thinking about you, she and Mu Xianfeng trade also want revenge,

I'm sure she can't have anything to do with Mu Xianfeng. "

Over the years, in order to shape his "image", there are countless women around him, but only Lin Yi. When she is indifferent, she is cold and straightforward. When she is good for him, she is also fighting for everything.

"You promise?" Ying Hannian sneered, "what guarantee do you take? When they stay in a room at night, you go to see it?"

"I..." Jiang Qixing, who was Ying Hannian's opponent, stood there, silent for a moment, and said, "in a word, I believe Miss Lin, to say ten thousand steps back, she really... That's also for you. She paid so much for you, you shouldn't be disappointed."

I don't care for her

This is probably the first time that Jiang Qixing and Ying Hannian had a dispute, or for Lin Yi.

"How much did she give you?"

Ying Hannian asked with a sneer.

"What?"

Jiang Qixing was stunned“ I'm not here for a while. Now you speak for her everywhere. Did she bribe you, or did you take a fancy to her? " Ying Hannian said, "it seems that my eyes are good. My woman is thought of by so many people. You can take it if you want

I'm dirty. "

Jiang Qixing looked at him in amazement, "brother Han, I am such a person in your eyes?"

How could Jiang Qixing be bribed? They grew up together in the street of life and death. After they came out, they stayed up for so many years.

How can... Doubt his loyalty.

Ying Hannian walked slowly in front of him and looked at him vaguely, "then why do you speak for her? It's not that. Has she covered up any scandal for you? "

“……”

Hearing the speech, Jiang Qixing looks at him stupefied. If he is struck by thunder, his face turns white.Brother Han, what do you know?

"Go out and see what's happening in the third room of Mu family. Mu Huahong will find me before going abroad." He was cold.

It's not over yet.

Jiang Qixing lowered his head stiffly, "yes, brother Han, the one next door..."

"I'm a little tired. I'll take a rest and let her go first. I'll look for her when I want to."

"Yes."

With that, Jiang Qixing turns around and leaves. He doesn't find that the blood behind Ying Hannian has been dripping all the way, and it's red on the floor.

The door was closed again, and the thin lips of Ying Hannian began to whiten slowly.

The next second, he stretched out his arms and fell straight back. He fell heavily on the floor, his long eyelashes trembling, his head against a pool of blood on the ground. I don't know whether it was there or just coming out.

He opened his eyes and looked at it without blinking. His hands were on his forehead and opened. The blood in his palms was more and more, and he wanted to shed light from his body.

Time goes by.

His eyes slowly become red, don't know how long, a tear from the corner of the eye.

Mom, I swear.

All I said was false.

……

On the bright night.

Lin Yi left the city like a walking corpse. As soon as she went out, the bodyguards outside surrounded her and said, "get on the bus."

Lin Yi didn't struggle. He went directly to the front of the car. The door was pushed open. Mu Xianfeng was sitting in the back seat, neatly dressed and gentle. When he saw her, he showed a gentle smile. "You finally came out. Come and sit here."

“……”

Lin Yi quietly gets on the bus and sits beside Mu Xianfeng.

Mu Xianfeng looked at her pale face and saw that she was lost. She knew that everything was in her expectation.

"Do you see clearly now? It's good for you. " Mu Xianfeng reached out to hold her hand, some heartache tunnel, "how do you hand so cold?"

“……”

Without saying a word, Lin Yi took back his hand, put it on his leg, turned his head and looked out of the window at the dazzling light, with empty eyes.

"You haven't had dinner today. I'll take you out to eat. It's not long after new year's Eve, but there's still a taste of new year."

Mu Xianfeng said gently, but in front of her, she was completely talking to herself. She didn't have any reaction, and he was not embarrassed. He even got used to it. He only told the driver to drive to the destination.

This new year, Lin Yi was trapped in the room.

Home calls, she can only use too busy need to work overtime ambiguous past. In fact, Lin Yi didn't feel the new year's flavor at all. At the moment, red lanterns are still hanging on the street, and the sales promotion activities of merchants have not been taken off the shelves. The street is really busy.