But then Mu Tianqi realized that he was in front of her. Even if she was willing to let him explain, he didn't know how to explain or where to start. After all, he had indeed lied to her. After all, he was too
If I love to play with women and just say that I am sincere to her and that I like her, will she believe it? Will she?
His words didn't make Yiyi uncomfortable. He kept saying that he liked her, but he had relationships with so many women. Can she believe that he was true? Who can guarantee that his sincerity will not change now?
He is a changeable man, and she can't capture his heart at all, so even if she forgives him, even if she doesn't care, she can't be with him.
She can't afford to love such a person, she can't afford such a person. The person she loves can't even do the most undivided attention, so why should she say that she only likes him?
"Mu Tianqi, why don't you give it back to me? I say it again, give me back my things!"
"I won't give it back to you, I won't let you leave." He knew that maybe she could easily leave if she had these things, so he hid these things of hers long ago, just because he was afraid of her leaving.
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"No? Okay, then I will die for you." After saying that, Yiyi walked to the kitchen and picked up the knife, but his wrist was grabbed by Mu Tianqi's hand.
His eyes were painful. Five years later, she still couldn't get rid of the habit of threatening herself with a knife. In the past, he could use her family as a bargaining chip, but what does he have now? Does it count with sincerity?
Yiyi desperately wanted to snatch the knife back from his hand, and struggled wildly when he stretched out his hand. He didn't want to hurt her too hard, so he let her wave the sharp knife randomly like this.
There was a "crash", which was the sound of the tip of the knife cutting through the flesh. The sharp tip of the knife accidentally scratched his cheek, and blood beads immediately flowed out from the wound, and then formed a red blood stain.
The blood stains looked unusually abrupt on his handsome and fair face.
Yiyi's hand holding the knife shook, and the knife fell to the floor with a crisp sound, which seemed a bit strange in the quiet environment.
She looked stupidly at the blood that kept flowing out of his cheeks, her heart trembling, and then her whole body began to tremble, her cheeks and lips lost color. She opened her mouth, but found that there was no sound.