557. Chapter 557 You and I are deeply in love after all
Xia Ziluo suddenly took a breath of cold air in pain.
See clearly!
This is his true face.
It was all hatred and cruelty, without a trace of tenderness that made her addicted and intoxicated.
love!
She has been deceiving herself all this time, how could she and him have love?
From the beginning, it was just her secret love.
It’s time to wake up, stop deceiving yourself, and don’t continue to sink.
only--
Why is she still unwilling to let go even after reaching this point?
She still wants to continue playing his wife instead of handing her over to Ye Zixuan.
Heart hurts.
Soul, so tired.
How should she end her predicament?
How can she let go of the current self that makes her feel despicable, shameful, cowardly... and disgusting?
Xia Ziluo suddenly let go of Murong Xitian's hand, reached under the pillow, and took out a dagger. This was given to her by Ju Qing for self-defense. But she didn't expect that the first time she used it, she would face it.
It is not the enemy who is right, but the one he loves in his heart.
What's more, I didn't expect that the purpose of this dagger was not self-defense.
"Perhaps, all this is a joke played by God. Murong Xitian, I don't want to love you, let alone hate you, and I hope you don't hate me..." Xia Ziluo looked at Murong Xitian, looking at her for the last time
A deeply loved man.
"Zheng——" A cold light flashed, and Xia Ziluo pulled out the dagger.
"What are you going to do? Kill me?" Murong Xitian looked at the dagger in Xia Ziluo's hand, and the cold light in his eyes became even colder.
"Murong Xitian, you are not me, and you will never know what I am thinking." Xia Ziluo aimed the dagger at his heart in despair, "Originally, before I left, I wanted to tell you the truth you have always wanted to know.
Now it seems that it is not necessary. Goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Ziluo stabbed his chest with a gleaming dagger.
Murong Xitian was so frightened that it was too late when he reached out to stop her. He only grabbed her wrist, but the dagger had already pierced Xia Ziluo's chest.
Although the wound was not deep, the blood that gushed out immediately dyed the moon-white skirt red, and soon spread all over the chest, like blooming flowers, which was so shocking.
"No -" Murong Xitian suddenly screamed like crazy, grabbed Xia Ziluo's hand and pulled it back. The blood-stained dagger slipped out and fell to the ground.
There was a "bang", a crisp metal collision sound.
Xia Ziluo's body went limp and limp, and a tearing pain came from her chest, taking away all her strength.
Suddenly, she smelled the smell of blood, fishy...
"Xia Ziluo!" Murong Xitian hugged her fiercely, his big hands quickly moved around her body, and sealed several of her big holes.
The blood flow slowed down and gradually stopped.
But the pain would not disappear because of this. Xia Ziluo still felt as if he was dying and leaving this world.
She felt extremely tired, her strength was gradually withdrawing, and the scenery in front of her began to become blurry.
Thinking that she was leaving, a trace of reluctance suddenly emerged in her heart. She raised her hand with difficulty and clutched Murong Xitian's chest: "I know that I am not the person you care about... I also know that you have never trusted me.
I...but I'm leaving, I hope you don't hate me, because I'm not..."
"Don't talk, save your energy." Murong Xi Tianming knew that Xia Ziluo's injuries were not life-threatening, but he always had the feeling that her life was passing quickly.
