If he killed her with his own hands, he wouldn't be so stupid.
You won't be like this, where you don't want to let go and despise yourself at the same time.
But, it would be great if he could do it.
If we could do this, everything would not be at this stage.
Ning Tong'er seemed to hear his words, and she trembled in his arms.
Murong Lie slightly let go of her, moved her a little further away from him, then looked at her pale and petite face, and whispered: "Ning Tong'er, tell me, have you, ever, been, little by little?
Have you ever truly fallen in love with me? Or have you hated me from the beginning?"
He knew she wouldn't answer.
Maybe it was because he knew she wouldn't answer that he chose this moment to ask the question in person that he had hidden in his heart for a long time and wanted to ask her, but could never ask her again.
Ning Tong'er closed her eyes tightly, of course it was impossible to answer him.
"Tell me, Tong'er," Murong Lie looked at her, his eyes finally showing a trace of the pain that was stabbed to the extreme, the pain that he had been suppressing and hiding, "tell me, are you really, never...
Never loved me?"
Ning Tong'er closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly murmured with sadness: "No..."
Murong Lie looked at her deeply, looked at her brows, and looked at her melancholy and sad expression.
Is she sad because of Han Qingyi?
She was going to marry Han Qingyi, but he snatched her away on the eve of the wedding and brought her here.
She hates him.
...No, between them, they can no longer tell who hates whom more, and who is more hateful to whom, right?
Murong Lie suddenly chuckled.
Ning Tong'er seemed to be disturbed by the low laughter. She frowned and her shoulders trembled slightly, like fallen leaves that were about to be blown away by the wind at any time.
Murong Lie looked at her, and suddenly his laughter became louder and louder, and then he burst out laughing.
Even Miss Rose, who was standing outside the door and secretly watching them, couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Murong Lie laughed so hard that his chest shook violently. He put Ning Tong'er back on the bed, stood up, and kept laughing.
This laughter is particularly sad, this smile is particularly ironic.
He is mocking himself and despising himself.
"Hahahaha..." He smiled as if tears were about to flow out.
Step by step back, he laughed wildly: "I'm really stupid to the extreme, aren't I? Ning Tong'er, you also think I'm ridiculous, right?"
He laughed loudly and suddenly pressed down on the chair next to him.
The chair actually shattered into pieces in response, and more than that, starting from the position of Murong Lie's palm that pressed down, the backrest of the chair was shattered to pieces.
Murong Lie raised his hand, and the chair turned into pieces and fell to the carpet.
This astonishing change did not make Miss Rose, who was peeking outside the door, feel frightened. Instead, her eyes were filled with excitement. The jealousy and hatred that had just been revealed because of Murong Lie's gentle behavior towards Ning Tong'er disappeared.
Now, her eyes were almost full of fanaticism, as exaggerated as a money worshipper who saw a room full of gold, her eyes were about to turn red.
.This man is indeed the man she chose.
Only such a devilish man can be worthy of her, Miss Rose.
Only she is worthy of being her husband!
She had already decided that the earl could only be her husband, and anyone who dared to rob her would end badly!
Her eyes cast a lingering glance at the handsome Murong Lie, and then cast a resentful glance at Ning Tong'er on the bed. She held her hand on the door frame and left quietly.
Murong Lie didn't even look at the fragments on the ground, he just laughed sarcastically. It was for himself.
He turned around and walked out, because if he stayed any longer, he wouldn't be able to bear himself.
As long as it's related to Ning Tong'er, he won't be like his usual self.
So if he stayed any longer, he would either personally kill this woman who disturbed his mind and caused him extreme pain. But this was probably impossible.
Or he will be so disappointed in himself that he simply leaves.
I don’t want to see myself like this anymore: a weak self who doesn’t want to think about herself!
Murong Lie left Ning Tong'er's room. He heard Ning Tong'er's painful sobs and did not look back.
The tall and straight figure walked farther and farther, and he gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor. Therefore, he did not hear the murmurs uttered by Ning Tong'er who was lying on the bed.
Her memories came back.
But at this moment, she was recalling the time when she saw the body of "Murong Lie".
She sobbed and said: "...No...Murong Lie, don't die, you don't want to die..."
However, Murong Lie had already left, he didn't hear, he didn't know.
She was left alone to be overwhelmed by the painful memories that swept over her.
The night is dark.
Edson Castle is still the same as usual, nothing is different.
Only in the deepest and darkest room in the corridor on the second floor, the person lying on the bed was in great pain.
All of Ning Tong'er's lost memories were recovered.
It’s the scene where Murong Lie puts Lady Jade’s tears on her finger.
It was the scene of him holding her hand, raising his head and smiling gently at her.
It was the scene of him holding her tightly in his arms.
It was the scene of him calling her wife.
It was the scene of Murong Lie hugging her on the cruise ship.
It is a picture of the cruise ship tilting in a violent collision.
It's the image of her running barefoot in the dark calling for her.
It was she who looked at the charred corpse exposed by lifting the white cloth and said, "This is not Murong Lie."
It was she who cried and said, "Murong Lie, you are a liar."
It was Han Qingyi who sat on her bedside and said to her, "What should I do with you?"
It was a scene of her squatting in the fog and crying bitterly.
...The gentle Murong Lie, the doting Murong Lie, the Murong Lie who she thought was no longer alive, and finally, only the Murong Lie who hated her to the core was left.
Ning Tong'er was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, and her tears kept falling, fast and urgent.
Her chest was also constantly heaving, and the boundless sadness was spreading, but she could not find relief.
.She finally knew why he was the Demon Earl.
I finally understood why he hated her so much.
Everything is just history repeating itself!
Everything that happened between them was clearly no different from what happened between the three people she had seen in her dream: Lie Wang, Yu Fei, and Yu Fei's brother.
They just experienced reincarnation again in this life, repeating the tragedy of the previous life.
Once again, in this life, once again, they repeated the fate of the previous life without any change.
Nothing has changed. Not at all.
Today, at this moment, she does not hate Han Qingyi, just like Yu'er in the previous life never hated her brother until her death.
When she was held by him and jumped off the cliff together, she may have felt more relief than hatred in her heart.
There is no hatred for anyone, nothing at all.
Ning Tong'er's tears fell more quickly, but her eyes were always closed and she just kept crying.
Murong Lie...
Han Qingyi...
The past and present lives came rushing at her, and she had nowhere to escape.
And what Murong Lie saw when he entered the room was this scene: Ning Tong'er was lying on the bed, still not awake, but her hands were hanging by her sides and clenched tightly into fists, and tears kept flowing from her.
Pale as snow rolled down his face.
Murong Lie's pace as he walked over unconsciously slowed down.
Every step seems to be filled with many past events, and every step is filled with heavy memories.
Love, hate.
Painful, sweet.
Desperate and resentful.
Missing and painful.
...Ning Tong'er. Tong'er. His... Tong'er!
He once thought he would hold Tong'er in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life.
Murong Lie's every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife, every step was so heavy. He walked to the bed, pursed his lips and looked at her.
He thought he was crazy, otherwise he wouldn't still come here to see her in the middle of the night.
He should simply abandon her, just like she abandoned him, and let her fend for herself here. Death or going crazy are all the results of his revenge. He should be happy to see all this.
However, he still came back here again as if he couldn't control himself.
Even he himself didn't understand how stupid he had to be to do this, but he couldn't help himself.
.From the moment he first saw her raising her head, he was no longer like himself, and everything he did was irrational.
It was as if there was a rope of fate between them, binding them together tightly, making his eyes unable to leave her and his heart unable to leave her.
Rather than saying that it was the first time he saw her, her eyes captured his heart and made him be under a spell by her, and he could not forget her no matter what, it was more that he had already known her even longer before that.
Can't forget her.
Everything he did seemed to be for the long-lasting unfinished fate, and he was following her traces in this life.
So no matter what it is, love or hate, torture or despair... you can't let go.
.Ning Tong'er, Ning Tong'er, did I really owe you in my previous life?
Isn’t that right? Is that so?
So I have to be tortured by you again in this life?
Murong Lie walked to the bedside, half-knelt on the bedside and looked at her.
She was crying and he saw it.
But for whom are these tears shed?
He knelt in front of her, gently reached out and stroked her black hair, stroking the tears on her face.
"Tong'er... tell me, did I owe you too much in my previous life, so I am destined to die at your hands?"
Ning Tong'er's tears were still flowing down. How could she shed so many tears?
Crystal clear tears rolled down onto the palm of his hand, and Ning Tong'er suddenly opened her mouth and sobbed softly.
"You don't love me anymore, do you..."
After saying this sentence, Murong Lie's expression suddenly changed!