C70 (1/2)
If she hadn't personally witnessed Huo Li's true betrayal before, then today, she had witnessed it all and witnessed it all.
If her heart hadn't completely died just now, then it had already died more than once.
He had always thought that the feeling of breaking heart was pain. Only now did he realize that the feeling of breaking heart was not pain at all, but spreading along with the crack in his heart. It was a little numbing, and he was completely unaware.
Memories began to drain from her brain bit by bit. From the moment they met at the nightclub, the prince who pierced her with an arrow wound, the prince who she brought home to protect, the prince who she had meticulously transformed into a modern beauty …
It disappeared from his mind, leaving behind a clear image of Huo Li!
There was no longer a smile on his face!
There was no longer any, it had once been a sorrowful affair!
No more, those painful and happy things!
There were no longer any more arguments …
She forgot. She forgot everything except for the smell of blood that filled her nose and made her want to vomit.
When Huo Li came out of the room, Xi Sanmo was still standing there. He looked towards the door and maintained his previous posture. The difference was that her tensed body from before had now completely relaxed. The small hand that had been clenched into a fist now naturally hung by her side. There was no forceful confrontation, only a powerless submission.
Good! Very good!
This King will make you yield!
As if he was taking a leisurely stroll after dinner, Huo Li walked confidently towards her. He was waiting for her to catch him and for him to cry in his arms. He regretted his decision to ask for peace …
Huo Li walked in front of her with this kind of illusion, then elegantly turned around to face her. Her eyes were empty, without the slightest focus, and her face was calm as if she was dead.
Blinding blood dripped from the right corner of Xi Sumo's mouth and flowed down her chin to her sexual collarbone before disappearing into her blue dress. Huo Li's heart twisted in his chest, his pupils enlarged, and an unprecedented look of fear appeared in his eyes.
With lightning speed, he reached out his hand and pinched her crotch. At the same time, he shouted, ”Xi Sanmo, if you dare to bite your tongue to commit suicide, I'll kill your father immediately.”
Stinking girl, This King can only say that you have given in. This King only wants you to give in. You can't use your death to threaten This King. This King doesn't want you to die, don't... Sweetheart, Baby Silent, my Merle, my heart, don't scare me, don't...
Startled, the soulless Xi Sanming looked away mechanically from the front and rested his eyes on Huo Li's face.
His eyes were wild and twisted, his black suit had been taken off, and his white shirt was lined with irregular folds. His tie hung askew, his nose was beaded with sweat, and his cheeks were a strange red from intense exercise.
Exercise!
Exercise can lose weight, support!
”I just heard the funniest joke in history, Director Huo. I can bite off my tongue and commit suicide for anyone, but I will never bite off my tongue for you, because you don't have the money.”
”Then this blood …”
She looked at him indifferently, as if the blood had nothing to do with her. ”Just now, when you pushed me, I hit my chin when I fell and bit my tongue. If you don't let me move, I'll stand here with this mouthful of blood in my mouth and wait for time. There was so much blood that it flowed out when he couldn't hold it in. ”It was you who hit me, not me who bit off my tongue and killed myself. Do you understand now, Director Huo?
Huo Li's heart tightened. He hadn't thought that this blood had something to do with him. He just swallowed it. It must have been a deep wound, and he felt guilty and nervous. He took a step closer to check her wound. ”Let me see, let me see.”
Taking a step back to avoid his hand, Xi Sanmo coldly rejected, ”It's just a small injury, I can take care of it myself. Director Huo, can I go now? ”