Sheng Nianwen picked up a cross dagger from the silver tray.
The totem carved the handle, and the sharp sword was pressed against her heart...
Li Baiyi's heart was beating extremely loudly. Mrs. Li said that once Sheng Ten years knew that the heart was not in her body, she would kill her.
She never believed it...
When the truth came, her heart hurt more than her physical body, as if her whole body had been torn apart!
Sheng Tennian's face was expressionless, and he stabbed downward like a puppet, the tip of the knife piercing her heart inch by inch.
The blood flowed down very fast, and Li Baiyi's chest rose and fell vigorously twice. Before he could feel the pain, his eyes began to blur.
She raised a hand tremblingly and held Sheng Ten years' wrist: "Ten years, have you ever loved me..."
Sheng Nianwen pulled out the dagger and stabbed it hard again.
Li Baiyi twitched twice, and a gurgling red color flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"I've been sincere to you... for ten years... I love you..."
The dagger was inserted again, her heart stopped beating, and her blood grew crazily...
Li Baiyi's long hair fell down and she looked at him with wide eyes, two long tears falling from the corners of her eyes.
In the bloodthirsty night, only the sound of the knife rubbing into the flesh could be heard repeatedly.
The old housekeeper was trembling. The young master has been kind since he was a child. How much stimulation must he receive to become like this?
"Master, she is already dead..."
Sheng Tennian seemed unable to hear, his mechanical hand pulled out and thrust in again, his eyes were hollow and strange.
How many times were stabbed? Li Baiyi's blood gradually condensed, and his whole heart was riddled with holes.
As if he was finally tired, Sheng Nianwen slowly let go of his hand, and the bloody cross dagger fell to the ground.
"Uncle Wu, please go back and rest." He took a handkerchief and wiped his blood-covered hands, and said softly.
"Master——"
"I want to be alone for a while." Sheng Ten years wiped his fingers one by one. The sinful blood couldn't be wiped away, as if it was continuously coming out from between his fingers.
"Master, she is just a container for Miss Li's heart. She is not worthy of your sadness. Her heart was thrown away by her. It is not a pity for her to die."
"Yeah." Sheng Niannian looked calm.
The old housekeeper saw that he looked normal, but knew that he felt uncomfortable, so he left the cemetery with his bodyguards.
How long has it been since the young master had mood swings? Four years ago, after Miss Li left, he became a walking dead.
Sheng ten years took out his pistol and knelt down straight in front of the tombstone.
The silver gun muzzle is pressed against the head——
The old housekeeper recalled that Li Qiyu was kidnapped by a mysterious person after the operation. The young master frantically searched for her whereabouts, and found Bincheng half a year later...
The man's evil face was hidden in the darkness. He held shackles in his hands and dragged Li Qiyu out like a captive slave: "Her life and death are all in your mind."
[Exchange my life to let Qiyu go...]
[Your life is worthless.] Black Butler knocked him down fiercely, [Looking at the friendship between the Sheng family, our young master will not kill you. From today on, Miss Li in the past is dead. If you dare to approach her, her life will be ruined.
Life is worse than death every day.]
[Why her?] Sheng Nian Nian was covered in blood and fell to the ground, asking in pain.
Why was she...the most tragic and unfair fate that chose his Xiao Qiyu...
Only today did he realize that he was the leader of the tragedy.
Right under his eyes, Li Qiyu suffered torture and pain. He was blind and could not see anything, and he became an accomplice.
Sheng ten years closed his eyes heavily and pulled the trigger.
Bang, violent gunshots spread in the dark night...