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118: Uncontrollable Madness

118: Uncontrollable madness

She panicked and guessed what he was thinking. Suddenly, the car accelerated suddenly. Her face turned pale with fright, "Hey, what are you doing!"

"Do you still remember what I said? In that case, let's die together!" Nan Muli's paranoid primitive wildness was intensified.

His inner personality is indifferent and cold, and he is also cynical. He does not believe in all the good things in the world, so just destroy it! Nothing exists, everything is gone, and he can only bury everything with his own hands!

The expression on the cold face was stern, the thin lips were slightly pulled, and it seemed like a smile but not a smile. There was a decisive cynicism, but it made people feel extremely scared——

Things he doesn't care about can be treated as transparent. But things he wants and holds cannot be lost. If he can't get them, he will go completely crazy and seek common destruction!

This kind of extreme thinking and cruel behavior makes the people he likes always have a sense of danger at both ends of the scale. If one side collapses, the other side will inevitably be destroyed.

His forbearing love is so crazy that it will chill people to the very core!

Looking at his expression with horror, it was so obvious that death was approaching.

The angry voice suddenly turned trembling. She glared at him and cursed coldly: "What do you want?"

"In my world, the cruelty of destruction is more attractive than possession. I should have done this from the beginning!" He snorted and continued to accelerate, regardless of the dangers along the way.

His eyes looking straight ahead were far away, and his voice was cold and vague, as if it were nothingness.

Her little face turned pale, and she exclaimed: "You, you want to die with me?"

Youyou turned her head, and Nan Muli raised a charming smile at the corner of his mouth. There was a trace of relaxation and relief on his expression. But Xia Baoer looked at him with fear, and his smile was more like the smile before despair.

The corner of his mouth curled up and he sneered: "No, it's to die for love!"

"Suicide for love?" The surprised Xia Baoer suddenly raised her voice and stared at him in disbelief.

Looking at his face, she suddenly thought that he had mentioned the death of his parents...could this kind of madness be inherited?

The eyes that stared at him were focused and tender, and she had no time to indulge in the fatal temptation.

Staring ahead, she screamed in vain, "Ah, I hit a car, hurry up..."

Xia Baoer thought that the next second would be the roar of two cars colliding. But she saw him turning the steering wheel sharply, and the car body narrowly missed the car in front, which shocked her heart.

The color in her pale little face was completely gone, and she was afraid.

But how could she forget his dark and cruel side just because of his temporary tenderness and indulgence!

Facing despair and wanting to die, she begged in a trembling voice, "Drive slower, don't think too hard, we can discuss it if we have anything to say..." What nonsense is it to commit suicide for love!

His selfish thoughts made her feel aggrieved. She didn't want to meet the King of Hell without trying anything. She was unwilling to accept it!

"Please be serious, look ahead and don't look at me..." Seeing that she was about to collide with a car again, she reminded her in a panic.

"it's the same."

"Everything is the same! I don't want to die. Tell me if you have any grievances, and we can have a good talk. I was wrong, I'm sorry, please don't drive so recklessly..." She lowered her head and apologized aggrievedly.

It was obviously his fault in the first place, but he used this method to make her sue for peace. The world between the two of them was already out of reach. At this moment, she couldn't even understand or understand this man.

She can't fall in love with such a man. The love and future she wants are definitely not with these two people. If you can't even make the most basic confession, how can you talk about relationships? Don't you think it's ridiculous?

Turning to look at his cold handsome face, Xia Baoer sighed slightly.

After calming down her emotions, she wrung her hands, hesitated and then suddenly made a decision. There was no time to think about it, she only knew that she had to stop him!

After spending some time with him, she knew how to appease his anger. For the sake of her own life, she leaned towards him timidly, looked at him timidly with misty black eyes, stretched out her trembling little hand, and gently

Touch his arm.

She didn't dare to speak or use force. Through this thin layer of clothes, she could strongly feel the tight muscles under his strong arms. This feeling was as if it was filled with explosives, which could blow the person to pieces at any time when touched.

The scary thoughts made her subconsciously want to shrink back and grit her teeth, but she had to hold back.

"You, please stop the car first? I'm so sad, dizzy, and want to vomit..."

There was silence and he didn't respond.

Biting her lip, she was not discouraged and said softly: "Don't worry, I promise I won't run away. I just want to stop and breathe. Please stop..."

Still the same expressionless face, still silence is golden.

"If you don't stop, I will really die! What's the good of dying for love? No one will feel anything after death. I don't know where I'm going. I'm a lonely ghost, let alone being together forever.

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Still looking like that, he seemed to have completely ignored her pleas.

Seeing that he was indifferent, she really panicked and sobbed helplessly. "I feel so uncomfortable, really uncomfortable... What do you want to do? Love doesn't just come, and being together doesn't mean that two people can be together casually.

Together, what lovers need is mutual understanding, mutual tolerance, and sincere confession of oneself in order to have feelings."

She didn't want to deceive herself, nor did she want to please him.

Looking up at him, Xia Baoer looked so moved that he had never been moved before. Xia Baoer's heart was so filled that he was about to explode.

Clenching her little hands, she looked out the window and vented uncontrollably: "I don't know anything about you. Except for this forced method, we have never really felt each other's feelings. Understanding cannot be achieved and tolerance is required.

No, confession is even more useless. What do you want me to compromise with, what do you want me to use to make myself believe and be with you as a couple? I am not a stupid person, I have seven emotions and six desires, I have the love I want, and I want to do it

I want to make a close friend. And you have always been selfish and only thought about yourself. You have never thought about me from my standpoint. Also, I must say, not everyone who plays with me

They are all as extreme as you think. Have you ever understood the meaning of friends?"

The faint words echoed in the car very clearly.

The speeding car slowly slowed down at this time, and then stopped next to a big tree.

The speed of death finally stopped, as if he was walking around on the edge of death. Xia Baoer's heart had not returned to its original position, and his expression was as pale and helpless as ever.

This was the first time that she had told him so many of her true thoughts without any reservation or deception.

She didn't care what he thought, and she didn't want to think about the consequences of such a confession. She only knew that at this point, confession was the real remedy for them both to be relieved.

Turning his face expressionlessly, he looked at her, looking at him carefully.

"Isn't there a little bit?" Very light words, scattered very lightly.

Xia Baoer was startled, looking at his suddenly softened face, and suddenly didn't know how to face it.

"I know." He turned his face away, his clear and perfect profile covered with deep sadness.

She suddenly didn't have the courage to face him and herself like this. Maybe... there was an irregular heartbeat, and there was also a touch of throbbing.

but……

Without reservation, she was so frightened by his terrible behavior that it surpassed the vague tension. She did not dare to think about the future of the two of them, so ending it as soon as possible could only be the best result.

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Startled for a moment, Nan Muli lowered his head and looked at the quiet little woman.

The frosty expression gradually disintegrated, the sadness settled, and finally it was replaced by the tenderness that can only be seen when facing her.

The stern anger in her eyes also disappeared in her sad voice, and was replaced by a faint tenderness in her eyes. He stretched out his hand, suddenly put his hand around her slender shoulders that were shaking pitifully, and moved his palm towards her.

She was patted on the head.

It seemed that she was really frightened by him, and it seemed that he frightened her away from his world.

"I..." She turned away awkwardly, her face slightly unnatural, "I think I should go back."

"There is no car back here." He lowered his eyes.

"It's okay, I'll take a taxi back myself."

"Stay here, I won't do anything wrong to you."

Perhaps because he had the answer in his heart, Xia Baoer looked up at his face, softened in his heart, and nodded quietly.

The car drove to a villa she had never been to before. It was his private villa in a sparsely populated suburb, surrounded by woods, and the only one there.

She was just out of danger. She didn't dare to insist on leaving without any objection. It would be troublesome to ask someone to pick her up, and it would also expose her and Nan Muli's identities. It was all over, and she didn't want anyone to know about it.

What happened between them.

Her legs were weak, and when he came closer to her, she didn't struggle.

He helped her to the bedroom peacefully and placed her on the big bed. He brushed away the hair hanging on her cheeks and asked her softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

She didn't want to get used to his tenderness and concern, which would always make her have wrong intentions that she couldn't understand. Turning sideways, she grabbed the quilt on her chest like an aggrieved little daughter-in-law and nodded.

"I want to take a rest, can you go out?"

Reluctantly caressing her pale face, he nodded: "You should rest first."

She closed her eyes obediently, still feeling frightened towards him.

This unexpected softness did not make Nan Muli feel happy, and he felt an indescribable feeling of powerlessness.

He could feel that she was still afraid of him. From the bottom of her heart, she was uncontrollably afraid of him, so was that why she confessed regardless of whether she would be killed?

He looked down at her bloodless little face, her aggrieved red nose, her wet eyelashes that were clearly attached to the bottom of her eyelids, her delicate lips that seemed to be pursed with infinite embarrassment, and her slightly twisted beauty.

Mei Mei seemed to still be immersed in the fear just now.

After staring at her for a while, he stood up and left.

As soon as the door closed, Xia Baoer slowly opened his eyes.

Touching her forehead, the residual warmth of his palm was still there. She looked at the surrounding environment. The cold-toned decoration did not feel warm at all. It was indeed his usual style.

What is this place?

Why did he bring him here? Did he want to say good things openly and secretly imprison her again?

In her heart, she no longer dared to trust him. How could they be lovers if they couldn't even trust him?

He clearly had a fiancée, but he left his fiancée in the restaurant and openly chased her.

What on earth is he thinking about?


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