"Only me?" He suddenly laughed.

"yes…"

"Would you rather have nothing and beg on the street than just me?"

Xia Yan looked straight at him, her eyes flickering, and her tears fell down.

"right."

"Am I that good?"

Xia Yan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and said word by word: "I can die for you."

She can even risk her life.

Lu Jingchi stared at her for a moment, with an unknown smile on his lips and unclear eyes.

Xia Yan heard the man say: "Then go and die and show me."

He said it calmly, just like when Xia Yan bought new clothes, he also said: Go wear them and show them to me.

Xia Yan naturally wanted to show it to him happily.

It's the same this time.

Xia Yan's heart was so cold that every word the man said made her want to stab her with a knife.

Her bloodless face turned ashen.

She stared at Lu Jingchi, her eyes becoming firm and decisive. Of course, there was also a bit of anger in it.

As we all know, people are irrational when they are angry.

Xia Yan slowly stretched out her hand and touched the fruit knife on the coffee table.

She stared into the man's eyes, held the fruit knife, and put it on her wrist without hesitation.

Lu Jingchi also stared at her, his eyes deep and unclear.

Xia Yan dragged the fruit knife and cut her wrist without hesitation in front of him.

Blood overflowed from the wound bit by bit, like broken beads, falling drop by drop on the gray floor.

As the wound became deeper and deeper, the blood formed a line, flowing along her fruit knife on the ground, and flowing down her wrist into her sleeve.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Xia Yan didn't seem to feel any pain. She stared at the man in front of her with burning eyes, not daring to miss any expression on his face.

But there was no expression on his face.

This made Xia Yan feel that even if she died in front of him, he would be indifferent.

Xia Yan finally realized that no matter what she did, it would be useless if this man became heartless.

Even if it means death...

A pale smile appeared on her lips.

"Lu Jingchi, you are so cruel."

Xia Yan suffered from excessive blood loss, her eyes gradually became blurred, and her sleepiness gradually engulfed her.

She thought she might really die this time.

But death didn't seem as scary as she imagined.

However, a hand grasped her wrist and lifted her up. Xia Yan loosened her fingers and the fruit knife fell to the ground with a clang.

She weakly raised her eyelids and looked at Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi picked up the tie on the sofa and wrapped it around her wrist.

One hand held her wound, and the other hand touched her cheek.

"Xia Yan, I just like your brainless stupidity."

His voice had no ups and downs, and was a bit careless, praising her just like he did when he finished.

Xia Yan's eyes flickered, maybe because she lost too much blood, she couldn't understand what Lu Jingchi said.

She fought back her dizziness and desperately wanted to get his answer.

"and you......"
Chapter completed!