Murong Lie was startled, and Ning Tong'er screamed, holding her head and rolling over on the bed.
His face suddenly turned pale, and he rushed forward and took off her mask.
"Tong'er? Tong'er?"
He hated her so much that he vowed not to forgive her, but to take revenge on her and torture her to death.
However, at this moment, the word "Tong'er" came out of his mouth.
The silver-white mask was thrown under the bed. Ning Tong'er's whole body was trembling, and her petite face was so white that there was no trace of blood.
Her eyes were closed tightly, her lips were white and purple, and she actually fainted.
Murong Lie picked her up, kicked open the bedroom door, and shouted outside: "Call the doctor!"
**
Even Ning Ruhai, who is now arrested, doesn't know what method Han Qingyi used to hypnotize Ning Tong'er, and what keywords were used to unlock the hypnosis.
Actually, it's just one sentence...
Murong Lie, I hate you!
Everything today is caused by Han Qingyi.
The keyword he set for Ning Tong'er's hypnosis was "Murong Lie, I hate you." As long as Ning Tong'er said this to Murong Lie personally, all her sealed memories would be retrieved, and they would no longer be
A blank.
However, if Ning Tong'er can say this sentence personally, then the situation has already reached a very bad point, or it can be said that Ning Tong'er already hates Murong Lie deeply. Read the full text of Ye Mingzhu (Gao Gan).
Then, even if the hypnosis is released and the previous memories are retrieved, it is impossible for these two people to go back to the past.
Putting aside whether Murong Lie believes it or not is another matter. If Ning Tong'er hates Murong Lie so much, then he must have done something that Ning Tong'er hates and detests. In this case, even if the hypnosis is released,
What has happened cannot be changed.
At this moment, in San Francisco, USA.
Han Qingyi was sitting on the sofa, playing the strings of the guqin with his slender white fingers with an indifferent expression. Lan Ning was sitting not far from him, as well-behaved as a kitten, with cute big black eyes.
Staring attentively at the red apple in his hand, his nimble and thin white fingers kept turning the fruit knife. The long red apple skin was not broken and hung down in circles.
Quickly, he peeled the apple and took it to his Young Master Han: "Master, would you like to eat an apple?"
Han Qingyi raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said calmly: "You can eat it yourself."
"..." Lan Ning opened his mouth, wanting to beg Han Qingyi to eat the apple, but he didn't dare, so he took the apple and watched helplessly as Han Qingyi put the guqin down from his lap, and then did what he always did
As usual, I walked to the window and looked at the green trees outside with distant eyes.
Lan Ning knew that Young Master Han was mistaking this tree for the lychee tree in the Han family villa.
Or to be more precise: Young Master Han is thinking about that idiot woman Ning Tong'er again.
No, that's not right. Young Master Han doesn't think about her all the time. He simply can't forget her all the time!
Why is this?
He is still young and he doesn't understand.
No, he will never understand, and he never wants to understand!
Lan Ning put the apple to his mouth and bit into it as if to vent his anger.
The sweet pulp gradually turned into juice between his white teeth. Lan Ning bit into the apple like a sulky child.
Han Qingyi was still standing in front of the window. The tree outside the window was very green... but it was not the lychee tree after all.
There will never be the same lychee tree again.
There will never be the same Ning Tong'er again.
Sometimes, even Han Qingyi himself forgets why he loves her so much and when he started to carve her into his bones like this. It is like an innate instinct that he likes her so much.
Han Qingyi doesn't believe in fate.
Don't believe in retribution.
He doesn't believe anything.
He only believes in himself.
Only oneself is the most real existence.
Only what you hold with your own hands is what you actually own.
But for Ning Tong'er, who was the most beloved and the most painful being in his heart, he had to believe that if people really had a previous life, he probably owed her something in the previous life.
Or, I have loved her since my last life.
Like now, I love you so much that you can never let go.
I love her so much that... I would rather die together, I would rather jump off the cliff with her in my arms, and I would rather be with her.
Also don't let her be with other men. Long live the gang leader.
Absolutely, no!
**
Murong Lie sat beside the bed, folding his hands quietly and looking at Ning Tong'er on the bed.
His brows were frowned very, very deeply.
He doesn't know.
Why did the doctor say that there was nothing serious wrong with her, but she was just physically and mentally exhausted...and physically and mentally exhausted again! Murong Lie hated this word so much, did the doctor do it on purpose?
He just wanted to use his rhetoric as a lobbyist and let Ning Tong'er go, so he kept saying meaningless words to him.
Murong Lie deliberately did not think about what the doctor said to him. He just looked at Ning Tong'er quietly, but his brows still furrowed deeper and deeper.
She hasn't woken up yet.
Why did she say nothing happened but she still didn't wake up?
This was different from the last time she fainted in the secret passage. Not long ago, Murong Lie watched her writhing on the bed in pain with his own eyes.
If Ning Tong'er is good at acting and can always act flawlessly, and this kind of pain is just fake and just to make him soften, then her acting skills are too good.
No, no, her acting skills are always very good, aren't they?
Otherwise, how could the Murong Lie from the past become the count now?
Murong Lie folded his hands, suddenly leaned back, and let out a long breath.
What a terrifying man in the eyes of others, the most mysterious and evil count. In front of her, he began to feel so stupid again.
He reached out and wiped his eyes hard, gritting his teeth.
While Murong Lie was suffering, he didn't notice: Miss Rose was standing outside Ning Tong'er's room, grabbing the hem of her clothes with both hands, her teeth almost biting her lip.
Murong Lie had just stood up when he suddenly heard a vague murmur from Ning Tong'er on the bed.
"No, it's not..."
He was startled, then sat down again and raised her hand.
"Tong'er?"
Ning Tong'er's face was still as white as a piece of paper, but she began to frown, as if she was fascinated by some nightmare and was in pain.
"No, don't...it's not..."
"It's not what?" Murong Lie knew she couldn't hear, but he still lowered his head to ask her. His soft expression made Miss Rose, who had never seen him like him before, grit her teeth even more.
"No, it's not..." Ning Tong'er didn't know what she saw, her voice became even more broken, and her expression became more painful and sad.
Murong Lie was stunned for a moment, and saw her turn over, her fingers suddenly grabbing the sheets, and her voice sounded like she was crying: "No, no..."
Murong Lie narrowed his eyes and looked at her, wondering for a moment whether she was serious or just pretending.
He had been deceived by her time and time again, and he would never believe everything she showed so easily again.
"No..." Ning Tong'er turned over again, and Murong Lie's narrow pupils showed a trace of surprise and even more complex emotions that were indescribable.
She is crying. The latest chapter of National Treasure Attack: Satan Husband’s Baby Wife.
Even in the nightmare, she was crying.
Murong Lie looked at her and slowly opened his thin lips: "Ning Tong'er, you think I will be soft-hearted if you pretend to be like this, right? Tell you, stop dreaming, I don't care at all.
."
He supported the bed with one hand and lowered his head to get close to her pale and painful face: "Do you think I still care about you? All I want now is your body."
Ning Tong'er seemed to have heard these words in her nightmare... "All I want now is your body." So her tears fell even more fiercely.
"No..." She murmured and sobbed, and her fingers curled up and grabbed the sheets, "No..."
This thin, broken cry made Murong Lie stunned for a moment. His expression was very cold, but his actions seemed to be against his own wishes.
He suddenly picked her up and held her tightly to his chest.
Holding her, his mouth opened and closed again.
Ning Tong'er was still sobbing.
Murong Lie opened his mouth again, as if he was having an extremely fierce struggle in his heart, but after several times.
He finally frowned and closed his eyes as if he couldn't stand his stupidity.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He hugged her and said softly.
His voice was hoarse and low, even filled with deep self-loathing and hatred that could not be concealed!
He hates himself!
I hate myself for why I picked her up like this and spoke to her like this at this moment.
He actually still spoke to her in this tone now.
He shouldn't have done this.
He swore an oath.
He should be very happy to see her in pain, very happy to see her in such pain, and then feel very happy.
He should have laughed, pointed at her current miserable appearance and said, "Ning Tong'er, you deserve it, you owe me this!"
Isn't he supposed to be like this?
But why did he pick her up like this, hold her against his chest, let his heartbeat blend with hers, and say these words to her.
Don't be afraid, I'm here...
That was a long time ago.
That was the most stupid thing that Murong Lie in the past would say to Ning Tong'er who lied to him.
She didn't care at all that he loved her, nor did she care that he was by her side. What she wanted was Han Qingyi.
What she wanted all along was Han Qingyi.
...He, he knows.
But, he couldn't control himself.
Holding her tightly, her small and slender body trembled restlessly and fearfully in his arms. Was it a nightmare, or was it because of him? He heard her thin, broken sobs.
However, at this time, he still couldn't help but hug her.
"Ning Tong'er," he hugged her tightly and closed his eyes. He hated himself, "Do you know? I really want to kill you with my own hands!"