The eleven and five fingers suddenly tightened, almost crushing the letter, and a cold breath filled the whole body. Xiaoqi's sweetness and kindness disappeared. In an instant, she returned to her original appearance, and her breathing suddenly became rapid./www
"Xiao Qi, what's wrong with you?" Mo Ye looked at her worriedly.
Eleven raised the corners of her lips coldly, "Xiao Qi, hum, didn't you hear him call me Eleven?" She raised her eyes and glanced at him coldly, as if she wanted to see through him, with her cold eyes.
There was only anger and ridicule.
Mo Ye's heart sank, and Eleven uttered two words coldly, "Mo Ye!"
He was shocked. She suddenly grabbed his throat with one hand and slammed him against the wall behind her. Along the way, she hit a vase on the table and shattered to pieces. Eleven grabbed his throat and hit the wall hard, "You still
How long do you plan to deceive me?"[
The strength of Eleven's hand was unambiguous at all. Mo Ye was pinched by her and felt uncomfortable for a while. His identity was revealed. He had already expected it. Ever since Meng Lianying appeared, he knew that it wouldn't be long before his identity could no longer be concealed.
When she saw through it, he was very calm and not panicked at all.
"Eleven, it's me." Mo Ye regained his voice. It was no longer a gorgeous alto, but a somewhat deep bass. It was a bit hoarse after being pinched. Eleven's whole body was shaken and he breathed suddenly.
He became anxious and couldn't help but increase the strength in his hands.
Although she had guessed it, she was still shocked to hear him admit it with her own ears.
Mo Ye, Mo Ye... it turned out to be him. Her first instinct was indeed the most accurate, but she just didn't want to think about it deeply. Or maybe, the dream from five years ago resurfaced, and she couldn't bear to wake up too soon, so she kept ignoring it.
the voice from the bottom of my heart.
Until Meng Lianying appeared, she knew that she could no longer ignore it, she had to face it and wake herself up from her dream in person.
His eyes became colder and colder, without Xiao Qi's warmth anymore. Eleven tore off the hair on his face. He had not shown his true face for so many days, and had not seen the sun. Mo Ye's face was very pale, and his dark eyes looked calmly.
Looking at her, there was no panic or explanation, and it was as gentle as the lake water in March. Eleven became more and more angry in his heart, almost crushing his throat bone.
Mo Ye had difficulty breathing for a moment and his face turned purple. He still looked at her so calmly, not resisting or speaking, letting her do whatever she wanted. Eleven suddenly became furious and wanted to just break his throat, but
In the end, he let go angrily.
"Since when did you know my identity?" Eleven asked in a deep voice. It had always been Anthony and Xiaoqi, and she had disguised herself so well. Why was it that she was seen through, but she was always unwilling to doubt him.
Mo Ye leaned his back against the wall and calmed his breathing. He said calmly, "I've known since you came to Russia that someone has been reporting your whereabouts to me."
"So, you recognized me on the first day?"
Mo Ye nodded and Eleven smiled mockingly. He thought he could hide it for a day or two more, but he didn't expect that someone would see through it on the first day. Mo Ye, he really planned every step and planned every step, and he did it flawlessly.
No, there are loopholes, but I just don’t want to think about it.
The tenderness trap had been laid out from the beginning, waiting for her to jump. Shiyi couldn't tell whether she felt more pain or self-deprecation in her heart, and the buried hatred surged up again.
Tearing her heart apart.
"How could you..." How could you deceive her like this and make her fall into his tenderness again without knowing it, Mo Ye, you liar.
The scenes we spent together these past few days played out in my mind like a movie.
Anthony was happily busy preparing for dinner, Anthony was walking slowly in the snow with her on his back, Anthony was saying sorry to her all the time because of a minor injury... Anthony was nervous because of her illness, at night
Anthony who accompanies her tenderly, Anthony who deceives her into becoming his girlfriend on the snow...
How could he act so realistically?[
"Eleven, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Mo Ye kept saying sorry, but Eleven's face was always as cold as frost, and his brows were as sharp as knives, wishing to delay him.
"Haha, Mo Ye, I have already planned to stay away from you. From now on, we will be strangers. Why do you still want to provoke me?" Eleven asked through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.
No matter how much she thought about Anthony's kindness, when she saw Mo Ye's face, she would always think of those desperate days and nights and couldn't help but hate her. She had never been imprisoned without dignity like this in her life.
How can you not hate it?
"I just want to……"
"What are you thinking about?" Before he could finish speaking, Eleven asked sharply, "Why are all the agencies being exhausted? And for Meng Lianying's poison? How much blood do you want, I will give it to you, or do you still want me to give it to her?
As a living test?"
Eleven words of heart-breaking, every sentence of accusation made Mo Ye's heart twitch. He hurt her too deeply, right, so she wouldn't believe anything he said now.
"I didn't!" Mo Ye said lightly, "You know, I didn't."
"I don't know!" Eleven sneered, thinking of Anthony's gentle smile, and of Mo Ye's ruthless and cold face in those days. Both faces seemed to be pulling at her heart, and her internal organs were burning with pain.
No matter how turbulent her heart was and how miserable she was, she didn't show it on her face. She wore a frosty face well, but no one could understand how much she was in pain.
Why can't I hide from him even though I'm hiding here and there?
"I know what happened five years ago."
"Ha, what happened five years ago? I forgot." Eleven smiled coldly, with no warmth in his eyes, "It's your business to remember."
"eleven……"
"Shut up!" Eleven suddenly became angry for some unknown reason and pointed at him tremblingly. Under the mask, which was like a second layer of human skin, the veins were pulsing very clearly, "What have you been doing these days?
What to do? To repay a favor? Or to show mercy? Mo Ye, I don't need it, it doesn't matter even if you know about us, you don't have to go to all the trouble to commit yourself to me, I don't care."
When she thought of this possibility, her mind seemed to be stabbed by sharp thorns, blood dripping, and a piece of her heart was gouged out. She became excited, and her expression was determined and almost crazy.
Mo Ye suddenly hugged her and shouted unbearably, "No, no, I don't, Eleven, I...I'm not repaying the favor, no..."
"Let me go." Eleven was furious and slapped him on the shoulder. Mo Ye hugged her tightly and refused to let go. Eleven's heart suddenly became angry. She knew his identity and was held by him like this.
He felt... uncomfortable. He gathered strength in his palms and suddenly slapped his shoulder with a frightening force. Mo Ye couldn't withstand her fierce force, so he took a few steps back and hit the wall.
My shoulder hurts so much...
"Eleven, calm down." Mo Ye knew that the tension would be high if his identity was revealed. He tried to calm Eleven's excitement, "It's not what you think, I just simply want... want..."
Some words were very easy for Anthony to say, but when it was his turn, he couldn't say anything.
He only said that he simply wanted her.[
"Why am I so ridiculous, I didn't even recognize you?" Eleven's soul was crying. This was really the most ironic thing. Although he had guessed it subconsciously, he just didn't want to believe it, so he fell in love again.
Go to Mo Ye.
After he injured her completely, she fell into his love again. It was really the most ironic thing in the world.
"Let's go, I don't want to see you." Eleven pointed at the door and said sternly. The cold wind was howling outside the window, and the room was also cold. The cold wind was blowing hard, and Eleven was so ruthless that he left no room.
Mo Ye didn't move, his eyes were calm. Under such circumstances, he would not leave anyway. The misunderstandings would deepen layer by layer, and it would be difficult to resolve them in the future.
"Eleven, how can you forgive me?"
"Don't ever appear in front of me." Eleven said coldly.
"Impossible!" Mo Ye squeezed out each word through his teeth, his eyes instantly turned sinister. It was absolutely impossible for him to never appear in front of her.
"You can't do such a simple thing, how dare you ask me to forgive you."
"Simple thing..." Mo Ye lowered his eyes to hide the pain, "Eleven, you can't sentence me to death, I only need one chance, just one time."
"Impossible!" The same three words were sent back to him. Eleven looked at him coldly, "As soon as I saw you, I thought of the days when I was imprisoned by you. When I think of those days, I can't restrain myself.
I want to kill someone because of the hatred in my heart."
"Where's Anthony?"
The surging anger in Eleven's heart seemed to hit a huge sponge and was absorbed silently. Anthony, the Anthony who had been accompanying her for many days, just calmed down for a moment, and the heartbreaking hatred rose up again, and she also
I don't know whether I hate him more or hate myself more.
Hate him for his deception.
I hate her for deceiving herself and others about her weakness.
"Mo Ye, you are so cruel." Eleven said bitterly, "Why do you still want to get close to me as Anthony? Why do you still..."
He also wants to trick her into falling in love with him, knowing full well that there is an indissoluble bond between them.
"If I had revealed my identity from the beginning, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have a chance to say a word to you. Eleven, am I really that unforgivable?" Mo Ye said sadly.
Eleven smiled coldly, "Don't you love Meng Lianying very much? What's the point of coming here to get close to me?"
"I'm sorry." Mo Ye had nothing to say. He couldn't answer this question. He simply didn't say anything about what was wrong. The only thing he expected was to beg for her forgiveness.
"I accept it." Eleven said coldly, "Let the past things be wiped out. You say you're sorry. I accept it. From today on, I have nothing to do with you anymore. If you don't leave, right? I'll leave!"
She turned around and left. Mo Ye panicked and suddenly stepped forward and hugged her from behind, "No, not right away, I won't allow it."
"Let go!" Eleven shouted coldly, but Mo Ye remained indifferent, "Eleven, give me a chance, I won't hurt you again."
Being hugged by him, the familiar smell of cologne floated on the tip of his nose again. Eleven sneered in his heart. Mo Ye had really tried all his tricks and finally understood why he always had this smell of cologne, covering up his original personality.
The breath made her "confused" and "bewildered".
His thoughtfulness is beyond comparison with ordinary people.
"I don't need it. You can do whatever you want. Do you think you can still hurt me now?" Eleven smiled coldly, pushed his elbow back, "Let go!"
There was severe pain in her lower abdomen, and she almost bent over. Mo Ye groaned, but did not let her go.
Eleven thought about his appointment with Meng Lianying in the evening. He was about to attack again but stopped. It must be very dangerous. In any case, Mr. and Mrs. Cool could not be hurt. She still needed him to save them.
"Mo Ye, please let me go, it's ugly." Eleven said coldly, but Mo Ye stubbornly held her and refused to let go.
"I won't let you go, even if I die!" Mo Ye roared in her ear, refusing to let go. It was with great difficulty that he was able to hug her again. He didn't want to lose her again.
"Eleven, I don't want to absolve myself, but... you were also at fault for what happened back then. We were all taken advantage of. It was my fault that I recognized Meng Lianying by mistake, and it was also my fault that I didn't recognize you. I hurt her for the sake of her.
It's your fault too, I don't mind venting your anger however you want, but... don't sentence me to death." Mo Ye's strength was so strong that he almost rubbed her into his body, and his warm breath kept hitting her ears.
, which reminded her of the countless times of intimacy in these days.
There was an overwhelming pain in my heart.
"I don't care anymore." Eleven said, "Don't tell me that I was at fault back then. We were all at fault. Since we missed each other, let's let each other go. I don't want to retaliate against you, nor do I want to be angry, let alone
To kill you, I just want to have no contact with you and forget those desperate days."
"No!" Mo Ye said in a deep voice. This time he was willing to risk everything. "Don't leave me, otherwise..."
His voice became harder and harder every inch. Although he didn't say anything else, he knew from his tone that he would do anything to keep him. Eleven sneered, the two brothers were really similar in temperament, they were indeed twins.
"Otherwise, how about it, just like Mo Jue did to Weiwei?" Eleven snorted coldly, "Can you cover the sky with one hand for the rest of your life? Do you really think that we can't do anything to Mo Jue? That's because Mo Jue likes Weiwei.
, Weiwei also likes Mo Jue. Ye San wants Ye Wei to be happy, so she acquiesces to Mo Jue doing this. If we really want to bring Weiwei back, we have many ways."
"What about us?" Mo Ye said in a calm voice, "What about us? You can understand why Xiaojue and Weiwei deny me with one word."