131. Chapter 131 The Past Belonging to Xiang Yutian 2
"Yeah." Jiang Weiwei nodded.
"Sooner or later he will be sent to Vietnam!" Xiang Yutian's voice suddenly turned cold and he was extremely dissatisfied.
Damn Lone Eagle.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei didn't say anything, but still stood at the door and looked at him quietly, looking at the flame on his lighter...
About ten minutes passed.
"They all died in front of me."
Xiang Yutian suddenly stared at the flames and said in a hoarse voice, without any expression on his face, as if he was talking about a person who had nothing to do with him, "My father, mother, my grandfather, my servant, my servant 3
Years old children...they all died, I watched with my own eyes."
"..."
Jiang Weiyi's body felt inexplicably cold and he felt indescribable shock.
This is Xiang Yutian’s past...
A bloody and desolate past.
"Do you know how long it takes for someone to die from being shot?"
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Yutian's lips, and his fingertips brushed against the flames, feeling indifferent as if they were burning, "For a few seconds, they were struggling, they were breathing, they were squirming, they were trying to cover their wounds.
, trying to stop the bleeding, they want to live..."
Every word is used so appallingly.
Heart-stopping.
Jiang Wei walked towards him involuntarily.
"But it was no use, they still died."
Xiang Yutian said with a sneer, staring straight at the lighter in his hand, "No matter how hard they try to live, it's useless. Death comes. You know what it feels like when blood flows out of the body like water..."
"Those things are in the past."
Jiang Weiwei couldn't help but interrupt him, her voice was so soft that she was surprised.
Hearing this, Xiang Yutian slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were deeply red, his eyes were fragile, and he asked, "Is it over?"
Jiang Weiwei walked over and sat down, took the lighter from his hand, and said softly, "It's over. Don't hold on to the bad past anymore."
Maybe it's because she has also lost a loved one.
She can feel the pain, so she sympathizes with Xiang Yutian...
"Really?"
Xiang Yutian turned his eyes and stared at her deeply, raised his hand to touch her face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you know how many times I close my eyes and I can see the scene that day? Seventy people died in my family."
personal……"
Just one number is enough to scare people.
Jiang Weiwei pushed his hand away, and his hand was as cold as snow.
"All my dearest people died that night." Xiang Yutian looked at his hand that was pushed away, smiled bitterly, and looked at her intently with his red eyes, "Miaomiao, you can do what I can.
Relatives?"
"..."
Jiang Weiwei was shocked and looked at him blankly.
Relatives?
He considers her a relative?
"You are a kind girl." Xiang Yutian slowly approached her face, brushed his lips against her chin, and moved up slowly, almost like a kiss but not a kiss. He stared at her with the most affectionate eyes, and slowly hugged her with his hands.
He moved on her body, his voice was magnetic and sexy, "So..."
"..."
Jiang Weiyi reflexively wanted to push him away, but hesitated when he thought of his cold hands.
He just wants a little care.
Suddenly, Jiang Weiyi felt a chill in her chest, and Xiang Yutian's big palm covered her plump breasts.
"So...come to bed with me."
With a tilt of his head, Xiang Yutian kissed her lips easily, kissing her gently and deeply, tossing and turning, one big palm constantly doing whatever he wanted on her body, and the other hand went under her hospital gown, trying to get in...