In the storm, the seagull, who swore not to fear the storm, fell in love with this surging and dangerous sea area, hovering and allowing the surging waves to swallow her fragile body again and again.

The body separated by force seemed to be trembling without following his orders, not knowing whether it was fear or expectation.

The sun was just right outside. Tang Wei pressed a button on the head of the bed, and the blackout curtain slowly descended, separating the bright sunlight outside. The room suddenly fell into darkness, and in the blurred light, Su Yan felt Tang Wei's breathing intertwined on him.

She struggled in chaos, feeling her mind blank. Tang Wei's pupils were so black and deep. When she fell into it, she felt like she fell into an abyss. She seemed to have been evaded with all her consciousness and looked straight at Tang Wei's eyes as if she was foolish, like a sucking beast that was bewitched by hypnosis, not knowing that she was the last prey.

Tang Wei was so excited that his blood was boiling wildly, like a pot of boiling water, which was so hot that he was about to melt.

Sensing the pain made Su Yan tremble for a moment, and tears flowed out of her eyes, but she didn't say a word, as if to prove something, perhaps to prove her strength and patience.

But Tang Wei wiped her tears bit by bit, and the moment he touched her tears, his pulse accelerated.

The man said, "Be good, can I shed more tears?

Can you cry out loud?"

The painful cry in the throat could no longer be suppressed. Su Yan cried forcibly, her eyes were red, and tears could not stop rushing out. She hated that she was weak and easily captured. She hated herself for trying to escape from the vortex of fate again and again, but was dragged back, like a swaying boat, life was constantly taking off and falling, knocked over and swallowed.

She reached out and grabbed Tang Wei's naked back, and her nails cut almost invisible and painless scratches behind his strong back, and this was already her best efforts.

Even if you use all your strength, you can't compete with Tang Wei at all.

But Tang Wei, who was pleased by this action, laughed more and more happily. In the dark, his eyebrows were astonishingly beautiful, ruthless and evil. Sweat oozed out from his forehead and slid across the scar on his forehead, giving him a tingling feeling. This feeling made Tang Wei feel his heart beat faster. He pressed Su Yan, met her eyes full of tears, and said softly, "You look so good at crying."

Su Yan's voice was hoarse, "I hate you."

"Um."

At this moment, the rose irrigated by pain broke out from the bloody and dirty soil. When it blew in the wind and rain, it bloomed and bloomed, a bright red, bloody flower.

"I hate you."

"I hate you."

I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate myself even more.

Su Yan knew it was futile, but she still wanted to anger Tang Wei repeatedly, but what else could she do?

She had nothing, and everything was torn apart by Tang Wei.

"You will only make me hate you even more!"

Tang Wei, can you be so happy and evade moral condemnation as a victim?

She felt that she was dying, all her perceptions were painful, itchy and numb, and the memory lantern was circling in her mind.

Campus violence, misunderstanding, ridiculed and framed, for the first time, a child who died on the operating table in a foreign country, Yaoyao, who used his life to protect her innocence in the raging fire... One after another, it turns out that as long as he was a victim, can he be so fearless to let others bear these things?

Is it enough? The last string in her mind was broken severely under the friction of the turbulent limbs. The fireworks exploded in her mind, and then she fell into a buzzing white light. She cried so hard that she was pushed to climax and fell from the cliff, "Tang Wei, I hate you!"
Chapter completed!