Ye Jia looked at the scroll, and every word in Pengcheng was like a heavy hammer, pounding hard in his heart.

The most beloved woman and her best friend joined forces to put a huge cuckold on him - Ye Jiaxin was cut by a knife, unable to distinguish it. In this life, the most profound Buddhist scriptures could not untie such a painful past and guilt.

However, he had no way to regret or improve. He didn't even dare to think about the Buddhist scriptures more, and he didn't even dare to think about her face more...

Even if you can't even feel guilty about your friends.

But why is he so sincerely attached in his heart? Why can't he take his eyes off the painting??? That was the scene when the two lived together - it was her finding him and supporting him, for such a long journey,

She helped him back from the abandoned grotto. She was so petite, weak and powerless, and I really don't know how she carried him and walked such a long way.

Even the clothes she changed for him. The rotten clothes were stuck to the flesh, full of pungent smell, rotten pus and blood... But she didn't care at all, and got all these dirty things for him.

, cleaned cleanly, like a wife's obligation...

On the one hand, it is a strong shame, a disbelief and self-blame for friends; on the other hand, it is a nostalgia and lingering towards a worldly dust and a blamed sin... These two strong forces are pulled together, as if

He wanted to tear his heart to pieces and torn to pieces.

Peng Cheng observed his expression and expression. The deeper the pain of splitting and tearing on his face, the happier she felt in her heart. She took out the paper and pen that had been prepared, spread it open, and held his hand. Her voice was extremely cruel and

Spicy: "Yejia, you have no way out. Write down all your sins and her. I will promise to give you a way out..."

He looked away.

She looked at him and sneered: "I only promised to save your life, but I will never promise to save her life. Between the two of us, there can only be one of us. Of course, that can only be me!!

!!”

After she said that, she grabbed Ye Jia's hand and smiled even more cruelly: "Now, it's not your turn to make the decision. Ye Jia, you have to write, and you have to write if you don't write!!!"

His hands were hanging down, without any strength at all, and he couldn't handle them even with the problem.

However, Pengcheng laughed very happily, "It's okay, Ye Jia, you won't be there, I'll help you. As long as I write it, you can just sign it. Of course, if I dare to come, there will be a way to get you

Mark it on it!!”

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Chapter completed!