He chose to turn a deaf ear to the intermittent pleas coming from Wen Yin's mouth.
His bright red eyes made him look like a bloodthirsty panther, trying to tear her into pieces that could no longer be put back together...
The severe pain coming from her lower body seemed to be about to faint her consciousness. She bit her lower lip with all her strength, and tears kept falling miserably at the corners of her eyes.
Three years! She laughed in her heart, maybe she would die here within three months.
Mr. Leng, who seemed gentle and elegant, turned into a complete demon at this time. His sharp claws ravaged her body until she finally lost consciousness and fainted. Leng Jingtian stopped...
The bright red color on the bed represents virginity, and the purple and purple marks on Wen Yin's body, reminding Leng Jingtian how rough he is.
If she was not Wen Yin, if she was not the daughter of the Wen family, Leng Jingtian would definitely feel guilty for his behavior today. Unfortunately, at this moment, there was nothing but extremely cold air rising around him.
He just looked at her, staring at her pale face, with the miserable tears still shining on her cheeks, but he was not worried about her coma at all...
After a while, he casually put on a shirt and walked hesitantly and hurriedly to the back garden of the villa. This was where Wen Yin had been during the day. Purple tulips filled the entire courtyard with a pleasant fragrance.
People, against the backdrop of the moonlight, exude a bit of a cold and dangerous atmosphere.
How long had it been since he had been here? Leng Jingtian had a complicated expression on his face, frowned, and leaned weakly against the wall beside him, feeling particularly sad:
"Susu..."
He whispered a name for a long time, but he just repeated it without saying another word.
In the dark night, his eyes seemed to become sharper as the sound escaped, like sharp knives emitting cold light. In this night, they looked terrifying.
"really miss you……"
Every time a word escaped, the voice became hoarse.
The body leaning on the wall slowly slid down until it fell to the ground. The deepest pain and sorrow released from the depths of his heart seemed to have infected even this large field of tulips, swaying left and right in the breeze, and the fragrance
It's also getting more intense.
That familiar but unfamiliar face kept coming back and forth in his heart, and his chest was so tight that it seemed like it would burst with just a slight flick of the bullet. "Why did you choose to commit suicide? Why..."
He loved her so much, but in the end she chose to end her life to say goodbye to him...
Hatred and pain intertwined together, causing a heart-breaking pain in his chest. Even after many years, only Qi Susu existed in his heart, and her death became his eternal pain...
Gradually, the brilliance of the moon was buried in the clouds, until the last ray of light was completely submerged. The strong wind began to sweep in, and raindrops as big as pearls began to fall. After a while, the raindrops became heavier and heavier, like broken beads.
The whereabouts of pause.
The cold raindrops hit Leng Jingtian. In an instant, his whole body was soaked, but he could not feel the coldness at all.
Perhaps, he needs this heavy rain to wake up his sleeping consciousness. He will not give up this revenge easily until he feels satisfied.
The rain continues to dance in the strong wind, endlessly, as if his hatred will never stop one day...