He should be placed next to the bed and visible every day when he opens his eyes.
Jiang Weiwei glanced at the photo in his hand, sat up from the bed, picked up his clothes and put them on, and said coldly, "Xiang Yutian, actually you don't love me at all."
"..."
Xiang Yutian looked at her putting on clothes and asked, "What do you mean?"
"What you love is just that memory." Jiang Weiwei lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, putting his slender legs into sweatpants. "Maybe your subsequent life was really too dirty, so you desperately wanted to protect that memory."
Memories you thought were clean."
"Is there any difference?"
Xiang Yutian stared at her deeply.
She is that memory of him.
"Yes." Jiang Weiwei tied up his long hair again and looked at her indifferently, "What you are doing now is just a domineering tyrant occupying territory, not true love for me."
His kindness to her was just to protect his memory. Once she said she wanted to leave, his cruel nature was immediately exposed...
"In my case, this is love."
Who says that possessing territory is not love?
Xiang Yutian was arrogant, with his chin raised slightly and his face arrogant.
"Sexual behavior regardless of another person's will is rape, and it's useless no matter how you sugarcoat it." Jiang Weiwei walked to the computer desk and opened small drawers one by one.
She remembered putting things here before.
"The law is just a book to me."
Xiang Yutian shrugged needlessly, stretched out his hand to bring the photo frame in front of him, his eyes were full of affection, and he pressed a kiss on the photo with his thin lips.
Shameless man.
Jiang Weiwei finally took out a bottle of sleeping pills from the drawer, walked to the bed, unscrewed the bottle cap, and dropped the sleeping pills one by one into the milk in front of Xiang Yutian.
Twenty in total.
She poured more than half of the bottle, along with her disgust and hatred for Xiang Yutian.
"It looks like it was prepared for me?" Xiang Yutian stared at her movements, raised his lips with a half-smile, and sat up from the bed. He looked evil but elegant, and the tattoo under the collarbone was very dark.
With her temperament, she would definitely not give herself 20 sleeping pills.
"You mean you can drink whatever I tell you to drink." Jiang Weiwei picked up the milk cup and shook it, then mixed the sleeping pills in the cold milk.
"As long as you don't say anything about everyone going their separate ways, I will follow you in everything else."
He is willing to drink poison.
"Then you drink." Jiang Weiwei handed him the milk cup, his eyes fell on the tattoo of the word "Miao" under his collarbone, and his eyes couldn't help but darken.
"If you want to beat me last time, you don't need to drink medicine, just come." Xiang Yutian did not take the milk cup and stared at her deeply.
He had just used force, and it was inevitable that she would be angry.
He was willing to let her beat him as hard as he wanted.
"You're wrong, I didn't want to hit you." Jiang Weiwei held the milk cup, with only a cold expression on his beautiful oval face, "I wanted to do an experiment. If you take 20 sleeping pills, will you be sent to prison?"
Go get a gastric lavage."
"Your latest method of revenge?" Xiang Yutian smiled, as if he was not talking about his life safety at all.
His face became more charming with his smile.
"To the most cruel tyrant." Jiang Weiwei handed him the milk cup, "After this cup, no matter whether you live or die, the past between us will be wiped out."
"Then you will stay with me wholeheartedly?" Xiang Yutian asked.
"..."
Jiang Weiwei looked at him indifferently, noncommittal and did not answer.