Xia Chenxi was having a split headache and was almost crazy. Why, why? Why is there such a complicated past, why is everything spread out so bloody...
How many lives are there between her and Tang Yebai?
How else do they face each other?
"Now that you killed Tang Yebai is considered to avenge Xue'er." Dongfang said lightly.
Xia Chenxi felt sarcastic.
She killed Tang Yebai just to protect Tang Yebai, and just wanted to take Xia Qing and Gu Qiqi out of S City. Her original intention was to protect Tang Yebai, not to kill him, but Tang Yebai killed her
elder sister.
"Xue'er is very smart and agile. If Tang Yebai hadn't personally led people to encircle and suppress him, maybe Xue'er wouldn't have died. I wouldn't have seen her for the last time." Dongfang's voice was extremely calm.
Xia Chenxi's heart is like a knife, and her true heart is ashes.
"Do you know? When I heard that your child's father was Tang Yebai, I was thinking, it was such a sin. Chenxi, how could a person you hated so much back then give birth to his child?" Dongfang said sarcastically.
Xia Chenxi was extremely sad.
Too many emotions rolled in her heart, her qi and blood were not smooth, and she tasted the fishy and sweet taste in her throat, which was very painful and painful.
When he knew about Xia Chenxi and Tang Yebai, he felt that luck was a mess. Everything was destined to let go of Buddha in the dark. Some people would scatter when they scattered, and some people would scatter even if they hated you for the rest of their lives.
Entangled, love and hate.
There are too many blood feuds between Xia Chenxi and Tang Yebai in this life.
countless.
As soon as Xia Chenxi opened her mouth and wanted to ask about Lin Qing, a mouthful of blood surged up, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out. The white sofa was covered with Xia Chenxi's blood. Her eyes turned black and she fainted.
"Dawn!"
...
Xia Chenxi was stimulated and her qi and blood were not smooth, which led to vomiting blood. The sorrow was indescribable and she could not express it in words. When she heard Dongfang talk about what happened back then, her mood was so ups and downs.
The past that she wanted to forget so much came up again, and swallowed her up again.
Despair is overwhelmed.
She never knew that people's sadness and despair were endless. She knew that when she killed Lin Qing and was An Qi's childhood, she felt that the most desperate thing in the world was this.
Now that he heard part of the truth about that year, Xia Chenxi was shocked to find that despair was endless.
Even greater despair was waiting for her.
Like a devil, occupying her soul.
Who owed whom her blood debts to her and Tang Yebai?
...
Dongfang sat by the bed, looking at Xia Chenxi calmly.
Dawn, don't blame me. You have forgotten these things. I tell you again. For you, this is not a pleasant past. Now, it may be even harder to accept. However, this is what happened.
You and I have to face it.
Wash the memories, but cannot wash away the years.
Time is here, and all the sins we have committed have been there, no matter how much we cleanse it, we cannot cleanse it.
You may be able to get rid of it when you think about it.
Someone came to report that Xiao Qi came, and Dongfang quickly stood up. As soon as he got off the floor, he saw Xiao Qi coming hurriedly with the black widow and asked in a deep voice, "Where is the morning light?"
"She is upstairs. She is sick, too tired, and is asleep." Dongfang said, keeping silent about what had just happened. He also let his confidant clean up the blood in the living room.