"The first time I committed a murder, I had nightmares for ten days. Every night, I dreamed of a man covered in blood standing in front of me, strangling my neck and demanding my life." Die Ning said suddenly.
He said, "I was so scared that I didn't dare to sleep all night. On the third day, I was so sleepy that I accidentally fell asleep, but I woke up within an hour. Then I ate a whole
A bottle of sleeping pills, trying to force myself to fall asleep."
Zihao frowned, looked at Die Ning's pretty profile, and couldn't help but approach her, "What next?"
"No, what else can you do after taking a bottle of sleeping pills? I sent him to the hospital for gastric lavage, and he lay in the hospital for a week and saw a psychiatrist several times." Die Ning did not notice Zihao's approach at all, or maybe
She had long been accustomed to his scent, so his approach was not noticeable to her.
"But you still became a killer later." Zihao sighed and couldn't help but frown in distress. If she were by his side, he wouldn't let her have such a hard life. A woman like her shouldn't have such a hard life.
When such thoughts emerged in his heart, Zihao was slightly startled, then smiled and lowered his head.
He originally planned to take this opportunity to completely break up with her, but now it seems that there will never be a severance between them. Because he can never bear to treat her.
He smiled lightly at himself, saying that amnesia and brain injury were just lies. At first, he really didn’t know what kind of expression he should use to face her, the woman who betrayed him.
Facing this woman who hurt him time and time again, he wanted to know what happened on the boat that day and whether she was controlled by others, but he couldn't ask the question when the words came to his lips.
He never knew that he was such a cowardly person. He would rather escape from everything than figure everything out. He would rather deceive himself into believing that she was controlled by others than believe that she really betrayed him. So, he pretended
She has lost her memory and doesn't want to face her betrayal, let alone her sobriety and ridicule.
Die Ning did not notice Zihao's thoughts. She just smiled and was still immersed in her own thoughts, "Because besides becoming a killer, I don't know what else I can do."
She stared blankly at her hands. Those hands were supposed to be white and delicate. The calluses on her fingertips proved that she was a person who had held guns for a long time. She knew nothing but killing people, so she didn't know that she was not a killer.
What else could she do? What's more, she only wanted to stay by Yi's side wholeheartedly, so learning to kill was a compulsory course.
Zi Hao held her hand by mistake. Die Ning was startled, but did not withdraw her hand. She looked at Zi Hao in surprise, with a bit of doubt. Although in the past, he often used excuses to secretly kiss her or talk to her.
There were some intimate behaviors, but since this amnesia, he has always kept a distance from her, as if they were just ordinary partners.
"Zihao..." Die Ning saw that he remained silent and just looked at her, making her a little flustered.
With a force, he pulled her into his arms, leaned over and covered her lips, so thin and dense, so gentle that Die Ning actually forgot to struggle, leaving her butterfly-wing eyelashes trembling slightly, ###
Her lips finally penetrated her mouth, exploring her sweetness to the fullest, feeling her trembling slightly. His embrace became gentler, but his kiss became deeper.
For a while, only the trickling sound of the stream was left, the cool breeze blew by, and some leaves made a rustling sound, like a beautiful piece of music.
After a long while, Zi Hao left Die Ning's lips with lingering thoughts. Seeing the stunning beauty slumped in his arms with a rare blush on her face, her red lips slightly opened, and a slight gasp, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes and suppressed the surge of impulse.
.
It's really easy for people to commit crimes like this.
However, Zihao knew that it was not the right time yet. What he wanted was her willingness.
"You..." Die Ning pursed her lips and stared at him angrily, as if she was blaming him for his rudeness.
"It's very sweet." Zihao murmured. Seeing her confusion, he explained, "I mean your lips."
Die Ning struggled to get up in anger, but was held tightly by Zi Hao. He just looked deeply into her eyes and said, "If I had known you earlier, I would never have made you work so hard."
Except for the man in front of her, no one had ever seen her as a woman. Everyone only remembered her as an internationally famous killer and her decisiveness when killing people, but they forgot that she was a woman.
Everyone in the Qingdie Group respects her, not only because she is the leader's daughter, but also because she is the most skilled person in the Qingdie Group, so everyone is used to walking behind her, but they forget that she can also feel pain.
You will get hurt and you will die.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Unable to break away from Zihao, Die Ning could only open her eyes slightly to prevent him from seeing her vulnerability.
It turns out that it is very easy to see this woman's vulnerability.
Just a little bit of warmth can make her lose her coldness and make her unable to resist.
"You know what I'm talking about. I don't know if anything happened between us, but I know my own feelings very well." Zihao buried his head deeply into her neck, secretly laughing at her stiffness and trembling.
, this little woman turns out to be so stubborn, it turns out that he is not the only one who is unwilling to face herself honestly.
"Qiu Zihao, I am not the woman you imagined." Die Ning bit her lip and looked at him again, "I am a cold-blooded, selfish woman. I only see what I want to see, and only what I want, and nothing else.
, even if I am injured and dripping with blood, I won’t care, do you understand?”
Of course he understands.
Zihao smiled faintly, and a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes. Hasn't he been completely injured by her in the past year?
However, the more she hurt him, the more he felt sorry for her. Because while hurting him, she also hurt herself severely.
"I don't care." Zihao hugged him tightly and said domineeringly and willfully, "I don't care what kind of person you are, whether you are selfish or willful, it doesn't matter to me. Because in my eyes, you are who you are,
It’s Die Ning, that’s enough.”
In this case, Zihao never told Die Ning. He always thought that as long as he did enough, Die Ning would feel it. She had always been a smart woman.
But now, he suddenly discovered that Die Ning was actually a novice in terms of relationships and didn't understand anything. So in her heart, she was just a sacrificed gift, dispensable. Her deep humility made her
She shrinks herself into a cold and hard shell, and anyone who comes close to her will be stabbed.
"I..." Die Ning shook her head, panic flashed in her eyes. She felt her heart beat faster. Zihao was as affectionate as before. If she hadn't known that he had lost his memory, she almost thought the Qiu Zihao from before was back. But think about it,
Zihao had never told her his love so directly before. She was so deep and persistent, which made her confused and scared. She didn't dare to guess what he meant because she didn't want to be hurt.
Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Zihao pressed her lips again, and this time the kiss was not the gentle and probing kiss last time, but a deep and domineering kiss like a tornado sweeping through the land. He was eager to express his feelings.
Pass it on to her, eager to make her understand what she likes.
Even though he lost his memory, he still had a heart that loved her.