Xia Ziyan thinks these people are crazy, she will not kill people for no reason!
She quickly got dressed and walked to the door.
Cheng Haohan ran over quickly and grabbed her wrist.
"Don't leave me." Those same five words, but they gave him everything he had.
"You're crazy. If you weren't crazy, your brain would be sick." The more he acted like this, the more frightened Xia Ziyan felt.
She tried her best to pull out her hand, feeling irritated.
"Unless I die, I will never let go." He was domineering and domineering, but his love for her was unforgettable.
Xia Ziyan was really angry. He was crazy. There was no need for her to go crazy with him.
"You want to die, I will help you." Xia Ziyan said coldly.
Cheng Haohan felt very cold in his heart, and the coolness filled his whole body, and he was slightly dazed.
"Let go." Everyone will be afraid and shrink when facing death. Xia Ziyan believed that he was just betting that she would not dare.
Then, she would endure it until the last moment. If he finally backed down, there would be no such high-sounding reason to pester her.
Cheng Haohan let go of her hand and was slightly stunned. He looked at Xia Ziyan painfully. If she really wanted the news in front of him, if she really fell in love with Xiang Shangtian, then he would die because of her.
In front of her, he wanted her to remember her forever.
Thinking of this, Cheng Haohan turned his body and faced Xia Ziyan.
Xia Ziyan picked up the knife and walked towards Cheng Haohan.
Cheng Haohan looked at her with burning eyes, affectionate and painful.
He closed his eyes.
You look down upon death, right?
Are you afraid that she won't dare, or do you think she will be soft-hearted?
Xia Ziyan looked at his face, was he gambling with his eyes closed?
She won't let him get his way.
"Open your eyes." She ordered.
Cheng Haohan opened his eyes and looked at Xia Ziyan.
There were times when he was ordered by others, and Cheng Haohan couldn't help but feel sad.
Xia Ziyan raised the corners of her mouth and her eyes were cold, just like him in the past.
"I want you to clearly see my knife piercing your chest. Even if you are a ghost, you must remember my ruthlessness and stop pestering me." She said, looking cold-blooded.
Cheng Haohan just looked down at her and recalled the first time he met her. She was fierce and determined to put Xiang Shangtian to death. Half a year later, she returned from plastic surgery. She was charming, smart, unscrupulous, strong, stubborn, and thoughtful.
Delicate but constant calculation, he was sorry for her.
Accept it willingly.
Xia Ziyan didn't like his eyes, which seemed to soften her.
Xia Ziyan raised the knife and stabbed him. The knife stopped at his chest.
Cheng Haohan still looked forward to death. He really wanted to die.
Xia Ziyan just scared him, he won.
"If you really don't hide, you will be dead if stabbed." Xia Ziyan gave him another chance.
"I just hope you can remember that I love you more than anyone else." He said calmly, his eyes still hot.
Xia Ziyan's heart ached violently.
"I know. I will really stab him this time." She pretended to be heartless and said, her heart filled with turmoil.
If Xiang Shangtian's love is like the jingling sound of running water on a small bridge, then the vast love is like the stormy waves and dangerous waves.
She was a little overwhelmed.
The knife touched his skin and cut it, only a drop of blood came out.
Xia Ziyan couldn't do anything anymore, she looked at Cheng Haohan, he really wanted to die for her, how unforgettable was that.
Her heart ached intensely.
She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
"I'll help you." Cheng Haohan said and leaned forward. The moment the knife stabbed his chest, Xia Ziyan pulled the knife back in time and threw it on the ground.
"Why is this happening?" Her eyes were misty and her heart hurt more and more. Her subconscious told her that she didn't want him to die.
"I have made mistakes against you, and I am willing to use my life to pay for all the harm I have caused you." He said, still determined.
"I said I forgive you, why bother holding on." Xia Ziyan couldn't resist him. She had the urge to cry.
"You said you loved me, and that was the happiest time in my life. What I want is your love."
"You can't get anything by forcing yourself!" Xia Ziyan yelled at him. "To tell you the truth, although I have forgotten what happened in the past, judging from the scars on my wrist, I wanted to leave you even if I died, so now,
"I don't want to have much contact with you. I'm afraid that when I regain my memory, I will be very entangled. Even if I am selfish, I am not worthy of you. Cheng Haohan, please leave." She was also very determined on this point.
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Cheng Haohan felt helpless and heartbroken, and sometimes she was so stubborn that he wanted to go crazy.
He passed her and picked up the knife she had dropped on the ground.
Xia Ziyan was flustered again and had an ominous feeling.
Eyes facing each other.
"You should die. If you die, I can concentrate on loving Xiang Shangtian." Xia Ziyan used provocation to prevent him from dying.
Cheng Haohan smiled sadly.
"When we were in Las Vegas, you cut your wrist to prevent Abel from touching you, but I misunderstood you. Looking at your empty eyes, I knew I was wrong. I was so flustered and afraid of losing
You let the mistake happen a second time. I love you so much that it makes me lose my mind easily. It wasn’t until I really lost it that I realized how wrong I was.” Cheng Haohuan said about these memories of the past.
Xia Ziyan could feel the huge pain again.
Cheng Haohan looked at her with deep affection.
The knife quickly cut his wrist.
Blood flowed out instantly.
Xia Ziyan covered her mouth after using it. The blood-red blood, the memory of the blood-red blood, was the first time she fell in a pool of blood. Looking at Xiang Shangtian's leaving back, she lay in a pool of blood for the second time.
, watching those fists falling heavily, with a bloodthirsty and painful expression on his face.
Her heart was so painful that she was almost suffocating. She didn't want to think about it anymore. Stimulating more memories would only make her sad.
"I'll give it back to you." Cheng Haohan said this tenderly, clenched his fist and stretched it out, blood dripping from it.
Xia Ziyan retreated.
She didn't dare to look at Cheng Haohan's face because she was afraid she would feel so heartbroken again.
She doesn't want it.
"I'm too lazy to care about you. It's up to you to live or die. Let me tell you, I'm going out for dinner right now. After dinner I will go to the movies. If I come back and see you dead, I will call the police for you." Xia Ziyan
After saying that, he rushed out the door.
In her heart, it was as if there was a hand holding her heart. It hurt so much, it hurt so much that it felt like all the blood was congealed.
The man's domineering and persistent nature frightened her. The moment the door was closed, Cheng Haohan sat on the bed in despair, and there was more and more blood on the ground.
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