[I once had a rose, and the branches were broken off by someone. It took me a long time to put it together again. - Shangluo]

Now, the flowers fall and wither.

It gathered into wounds all over the ground.

It turns out that those pieces of cracks will still exist.

No one told him that he should save his little rose.

Petals are broken on one's palm.

The shocking blood shone into the man's eyes.

The people who entered the house searched all the rooms like crazy, and finally found the girl in the bathroom who was hurting herself with a fruit knife.

The sound of pushing the door open was so loud, but she seemed to have not heard it.

Still focusing on what you are doing.

As soon as he blinked his eyes, tears burst out in his eyes.

Kneeled in front of her on both knees.

"I thought I had worked very hard, but did I still let us get to this point?"

He held Niannian's face like a lost child, and saw only a soulless man who was hollowed out and had no soul, and repeatedly hurt himself. The room was so warm, but his body was even colder than falling into the ice abyss.

Her arms were covered with her blood.

A drop of hot tears fell on the girl's skin, and the hand holding the knife was paused.

Niannian mechanically turned her head to look at the person in front of her.

She didn't know why he was so sad, she knew that her work was not done yet.

When the blade was about to cut the flesh again the next second, a touch of warmth covered her cold hand and held the hand where she was holding the knife.

Shangluo carefully embraced the scarred baby into his arms.

Her blood stained his clothes.

The girl didn't struggle. Perhaps the clear fragrance on his body fascinated her too much, which actually made her quiet for a moment.

Rely leaning on his shoulders.

The bloody left hand.

His voice was trembling.

"Tell me what to do so that you can be good and not hurt yourself." His blood-red eyes looked at her. "Do you still want to continue?"

Nian Nian is silent.

While struggling, she accidentally drew a hole on the back of his hand. The moment the blood came out, the girl finally had a different look in her eyes. She began to struggle and resist. She began to whimper from her mouth constantly.

She was too helpless.

The moment he saw him hurt, his heart was cut like a knife.

Shang Luo didn't care about the injury he had not healed and was added by her. He clamped her shoulders tightly with both hands and forced her to look at him.

"Didn't you say you love me very much? Is this what you mean by love? Are you willing to leave me alone?"

His wound became bigger and bigger as the two men ripped.

Niannian finally began to panic, and threw down the knife in her hand and wanted to find something to block it.

Shangluo refused to let her go, and was pulled back before she could go out.

Niannian keeps struggling in front of him, let go!

"You will also hurt, right? You will also hurt, you will also feel heartbroken when you tell me. You will also be scared when you see me like this? Then do you know how I feel? Do you know how scared I am when I push the door open? Do you feel my despair?"

...

"I'll let you understand my pain, okay?"

Shangluo picked up the knife on the ground and stuffed it into the girl's hand hard. He held her hand and pointed the tip of the knife at his heart for a second.

Niannian looked at him in disbelief.

"I have had enough of the days without you. If you insist on letting me experience the pain of love again, then push the knife forward!"

Niannian cried while thrusting her hands, but she couldn't pull it out. She could only watch him push the knife forward with his hand.

The jealousy was about to drip.

I have to question her.

"Do you feel sorry?"
Chapter completed!