"Lian Ling... Lian..." Eleven's lips trembled. She seemed to be conscious, but also seemed to be getting crazier. She wanted to laugh, but the corners of her lips could not be raised, and even the hand holding Mo Ye became stiff. (Novel
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The originally angry and twisted face became dull and stunned, and his eyes became even more obscure.
"Brother, just because of the poison on Meng Lianling's body, you..." Mo Jue was shocked and couldn't believe it. He suddenly remembered Eleven's special physique. No wonder he kept asking her about Eleven during that time, and he couldn't leave any trace.
Ask Ye Wei.
It turned out that he was interested in her physique.
To just a woman, this is a bit too cruel.[
"Meng Lianling...Meng Lianling..." Eleven murmured to herself, slowly raising her head to look at him. There seemed to be tears in her eyes, but there seemed to be no tears. She grabbed his fingers and clasped them tightly, "You... and
Meng Lianling...hehe..."
She let out a creepy smile, not a sneer or a sneer, but an empty smile with nothing in it. Mo Jue frowned, it was strange for her to be like him.
No one could tell what she was thinking right now, not even Mo Ye or Mo Jue. Mo Ye noticed the stiffness in her hands and lowered his eyes to look at her hands. He was shocked to see that they were so frighteningly thin, like the hands of a skeleton.
, there was no flesh at all, only a layer of withered skin wrapping her fingers. Before he could think too much, he clasped her shoulders and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said?"
He just wants this answer now.
Eleven didn't seem to hear. Mo Ye ignored her injuries and shook her hard. Eleven was dizzy, "She is very important to you?"
Mo Jue seemed to be unable to bear the cruel words that Mo Ye said, and perhaps wanted to defend his brother. He said, "Eleven, don't blame my brother. Lian Ling saved my brother. We owe her a life."
"Rescued?" Eleven's body suddenly twitched, as if she was about to have a heart attack. When the Mo brothers thought she would faint, she stood stubbornly as if nothing had happened, but her expression was terrifying.
There is a kind of worldly sarcasm attached to it.
After a long while, she asked dreamily, "Besides your benefactor, who is she to you?"
Her expression made him feel more and more irritated and panicked in his heart. He seemed impatient. He ignored the dull pain in his heart and shouted in a rough voice, "My fiancée."
"Fiancée...haha..." Eleven laughed again, still the same creepy laugh just now. She looked directly into Mo Ye's eyes, as if she had never seen this person before, never knew him.
Yes, she smiled hollowly and wildly.
It was as if the smile that God had owed her for a lifetime was all gone this time. She laughed so much that tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She laughed so much that Mo Ye's heart throbbed. He didn't understand what he was feeling at this moment.
But he clearly realized that he didn't like her laughing, not at all. He would rather she looked at him coldly and full of hatred, instead of this... hollow and pale crazy laughter.
Doesn't she know that such laughter can make a man with a heart as hard as stone feel...that he is cruel?
"Stop laughing!" Mo Ye shouted suddenly. Eleven was still laughing. Maybe she didn't know what she was laughing about, but she just wanted to laugh. Looking at Mo Ye seemed like she was looking at a fool.
Mo Ye got angry and wanted to throw her away, but when he caught a glimpse of the scars on her arms, he stopped abruptly and yelled, "Don't laugh, do you hear me?"
"You... are joking!" Eleven smiled, but her fingers tightly clasped his arm, and her fingertips almost pierced into his flesh.
"Answer me, what do you mean by what you just said?" Mo Ye asked in a deep voice, holding Eleven's chin with one hand, his eyes dark as he ordered, "Speak clearly, and don't laugh anymore."
Looking directly at her face, he realized that this face was like petals that had lost their luster, withering bit by bit. Is this her? How did she become like this? What did those toxins do to her body?
Already?
Why is it so terrible?[
He suddenly trembled with fear, would she die? Why couldn't he notice the anger in her eyes, why did he feel that her life was slowly passing by his fingertips and could never be recovered.
His fingers holding her chin lost their warmth and became as warm as the underground air-conditioning.
"So I'm still valuable. Save your woman..." Eleven smiled hollowly, shook his head, and slowly let go of Mo Ye's hand. Mo Ye suddenly panicked, feeling that he could no longer hold her.
Eleven said, "Not only are you ungrateful and ungrateful, but you are also blind and have no intentions. Mo Ye... one day, you will taste that life is worse than death."
"There's nothing I can do to apologize to you. I'm so ungrateful. I'm so ungrateful. I'm so ungrateful. I'm so ungrateful. Why am I so ungrateful?"
"
She must make it clear how many charges were leveled against him. She must make it clear.
Mo Jue suddenly had a very strange feeling. The two of them seemed to have... an inexplicable entanglement. Eleven was blaming him, but why? His brother had never interacted with her at all and did not know her.
, why does it sound like his brother has been sorry for her?
and……
He looked at Mo Ye, secretly worried. Maybe he didn't realize it himself, but the way he looked at Eleven was so... different. He had never seen him lose control like this before.
Even when Meng Lianling was poisoned and almost died, he had never seen such a flustered and angry look.
He felt strange, but he couldn't say why it was strange.
Eleven laughed. She had a splitting headache and said sarcastically: "Guess and think about it yourself, Mo Ye, I want you to think of it yourself...I want you to taste this feeling for yourself."
If she doesn't say it, why should she say it? If she does, what will happen? He will suddenly change his attitude, and she will suffer less. Maybe, he will be grateful and beg her to forgive, but that is not what she wants.
She has suffered so much, yet he feels so at ease. Why?
No matter how much pain and despair she experienced, what else was she afraid of? It didn't matter to her anymore. The more she cried and cried today, the heavier the pain she suffered, and the more serious wounds she would suffer back in the future.
It was so natural for him to hurt her, why should she make it clear?
She wanted Mo Ye to think about everything that had happened to her, his ingratitude, and his blindness. If he thought about it, she won, and this feeling would be returned to him ten times a hundred times.
It doesn't matter to her if she can't remember...
She no longer cares about him!
Let him do everything for his so-called fiancée. It has nothing to do with her, it has nothing to do with her anymore...
She hates Mo Ye.
These days, I don't know why I hate him. I only know that he is cruel and cruel. Now that I know the reason, he is so dumbfounded, for his woman... Meng Lianling, haha, what a big joke.
Big joke.
She understood her hatred more clearly.[
"Say!" Mo Ye was furious, "Eleven, don't 'force' me. What do you want me to guess or think about? Tell me clearly."
"Get out!" Eleven suddenly brushed him away and returned to his crazy state, "Get out of here, get out of my sight, and don't appear in front of me again."
Mo Ye's face was ashen and he stared at her, "Don't let me leave until you explain clearly."
"Idiot." Eleven chuckled...
"Brother, let's leave first." Mo Jue couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Mo Ye to leave. Mo Ye shook him off and refused to leave. He didn't know why he was so insistent on listening to Shi Yi's explanation.
I just stubbornly wanted to hear what she had to say.
He vaguely knew that maybe he had missed something important.
"If you don't tell me, I will kill Ye Wei." Mo Ye had no choice but to use his trump card, with a cold look on his face, "Ye Wei is on the island, do you want to know how she is doing? Don't force it.
’ I killed her in front of your eyes.”
Mo Jue clenched his fists, Eleven looked dull, "Killing, no need to threaten, you can't kill her, unless... you don't want Mo Jue."
Mo Ye was shocked, damn, she was right.
Eleven glanced at him coldly, "Get out!"
This was the second time she said get out of here. She couldn't bear to be in the same space with him anymore. Mo Ye grabbed her shoulders sinisterly and said in a cold voice: "I tell you, I will never regret it. Just wait slowly."
Well, it's best not to die."
Eleven shook his head, "Don't worry, I will live well and watch you with my own eyes... you will never recover!"
She paused and her voice became a little harder, "Mo Ye, one day, you will kneel in front of me and beg for mercy. I'm waiting!"
"Absolutely impossible!" Mo Ye flicked his sleeves and pushed her away fiercely. Eleven's body could not withstand such a big move. He stepped back repeatedly, hit the glass wall, bounced back, and fell to the ground.
She was so tired, physically and mentally, that she simply didn't get up. She just lay alone on the glass mirror, listening to their footsteps as they left, and the sound of the door being closed.
No one can bear to be alone in a closed space. Fortunately, she had endured enough depression and loneliness in her childhood, so it was not difficult for her to endure the confinement for more than ten days.
What is unbearable is the toxins running rampant in the body.
The poison in Eleven's body broke out again. She rolled up and kept twitching. This time the pain was not so unbearable. She actually giggled...
Meng Lianling...
Haha, Mo Ye, you are such a fool.
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Comrades, when we all rise up, we don’t expect Boss Mo’s conscience to be discovered, let her be self-sufficient!