He silently let her take revenge. He no longer indulged in women and wine glasses, but changed his tricks every day to please her.
He chooses a pair of earrings every day, all by himself without help from others.
He also knew that she didn't even bother to look at them and threw them all into her collection.
But he still enjoyed it, and he subconsciously thought that everything he did was for Sara.
When he took possession of Ye Jiani for the first time, he turned off the lights and worshiped her delicate body with kisses. He could actually tell that the person under him was Ye Jiani and not Sara, because they were completely different...
His Sara is passionate, but she is not. She only faces him with disgust and revenge.
But he still whispered Sara's name. Her body stiffened and she slapped him several times, trying to escape, but he couldn't help her escape.
He is not afraid of pain, he only has a crazy thought: only by having her and holding on to her, his future will not be so difficult.
He took possession of her, and during this process, she didn't even make a sound.
He hugged her and fell asleep, dreaming of Sara.
He dreamed of how Sara looked when she died, with blood all over her body and a bullet hole in her head... But no matter how much he drank, he could still see that scene clearly.
He is afraid, he is afraid.
His Sara died just like that, a pitiful death, being forced to death by his biological father and driven to the point of committing suicide.
Sara's last words were for him to live.
He couldn't die, he couldn't even ignore her last words, he could only live, numbly, but the image of her corpse had never been expelled from his mind.
There was a voice that kept saying that there was a girl who loved him so much that she had no choice but to end her young life in the most brutal way...
That night, he hugged her body tightly, and he thought she must have been trembling with cowardice.
Just like every time he thinks about Sara's death.
He can't control himself.
Half asleep and half awake, a pair of warm and slender arms hugged his body and sang an English song softly, as if to comfort him.
It was Ye Jiani or Sara, at that moment, he really couldn't tell.
He only knows that the kind of warmth he craves is something he can't find in the dark night with feasting and feasting...
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Therefore, when Ye Jiani left him quietly, he almost went crazy.
He was afraid that he would lose that warmth.
He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to catch even a trace of Sara, and he was afraid of being torn apart again.
He was even thinking about how he could indulge in his old life again in the future. Ye Jiani had already brought him too many differences...
He had a falling out with his third son.
He said a lot of unscrupulous things.
He thought that if he saw a psychiatrist, he would be diagnosed with some degree of neurosis.
He can't bear to be torn apart, that would be more painful than killing him directly...
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He tried to live his previous decadent life again, but he felt a sense of resistance. Looking at the snake-like figures and water-like bodies of those beauties... he lacked interest.
These women all have the same attribute as him, night, they are all people who revel in the dark.
Unlike Ye Jiani, people who live under the sun have an inexplicable warmth that makes people envious and want to get close to them.
When he saw Ye Jiani sitting on the ground outside his hotel room, at that moment, the feeling of regaining everything disappeared...
He wanted to hold her in his arms immediately and smell the scent of sunshine on her body to enrich himself.