His wrist was stained with blood, which was alarming. She hurriedly found a bandage to wrap it for him, and then she realized that his scar was not a new wound, but an old one. Three inches above his wrist, there was a huge black wound, because
Over time, it formed a huge and terrifying cave-like thing.
Not to mention the person involved, even she felt horrified just by looking at him like this.
No wonder he always wears long-sleeved white shirts and always turns off the lights when the two of them are intimate. That's why Qiao Xiaomai discovered this secret today that is not a secret.
Where did this wound come from?
Why does it suddenly burst and bleed?
Under the light, Yi Xiangxi closed his eyes, feeling very weak.
She was about to get up when she was suddenly grabbed by a hand. Yi Xiangxi had opened his eyes, looking extremely haggard, and looked at her strangely: "Qiao Xiaomai, you didn't take the opportunity to harm me?"
She paused: "I forgot... you damn guy, I should really take the opportunity to kill you..."
He smiled weakly: "If you kill me, who will pay for your father's medicine?"
"So, not only do I not dare to harm you, but I am afraid that you will die... Now you are my God of Wealth... Mr. Yi, please don't look like a bear. If you want to die, you have to wait until my father's operation is completed."
Just died..."
He chuckled, and his smile was very strange. It was more ugly than crying, rather than laughing.
"Okay, your wounds are all bandaged. Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"
He didn't answer. He was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "Qiao Xiaomai, do you know where the injury on my wrist came from?"
"!!!"
He went on: "On the night of my 6th birthday, my mother suddenly went crazy and chased me with a sharp knife. I couldn't dodge and was stabbed in the arm by her. I was so frightened that I didn't know how to run away.
Seeing the blood flowing down, my whole body was shaking with pain...My mother raised the knife again, and she looked at me as if she were looking at a huge enemy..."
His voice trembled. Many years have passed since this incident, and he still feels frightened and uneasy every time he thinks about it.
"I will never forget that scene...At that time, my mother held up a knife to kill me...I clearly watched her holding the knife and pointing it at my heart, ready to stab...I was very scared, but I was stunned.
I couldn't run, I didn't dare to run, I just stared at her with wide eyes, wanting to ask her, 'Mom, why did you kill me'..."
Mom, why do you want to kill me?
Years later, it sounded horrifying.
Qiao Xiaomai felt her body tremble from time to time. The hand she held also trembled from time to time.
He closed his eyes. After a while, he continued: "I was still a child at that time. I didn't dare to run, so I waited stupidly for the knife to pierce my heart... However, my mother turned the knife around and stabbed herself.
chest...that knife...that knife..."
He suddenly opened the drawer and took out a knife.
It was a jet-black machete. It was old and covered with rust. I don't know why, but Yi Xiangxi kept this murderous weapon.
Qiao Mai could not believe it.
Is his mother a madman?
"My mother stabbed her right in the heart...she ended her own life...I only saw blood splashing out, far and wide. My mother stood for a long time before she fell down. From then on, she never opened her eyes again.
Over the eyes..."
In the drawer, there were two bloody clothes. They were well packaged. Many years later, dried blood stains could be seen in the transparent plastic sealed bags.