Jun Sutian's office was divided into two rooms. The adjutant sat in the outer room, and the inner room was where Jun Sutian usually worked. When Jun Sutian walked into the room, he saw Yang Mo.

Looking dazed.

After closing the door, he walked directly to her, "Why did you come to the military area all of a sudden? What happened?" This was the first thing he thought of. After all, at this time, she should usually be ready to pick up her son.

Suddenly, another association occurred in Jun Sutian's mind, "Did something happen to Ozawa?"

"Ozawa is fine." Yang Mo murmured, but his eyes were fixed on Jun Sutian. Has a cold, noble and proud man like him really ever... committed suicide? If so.

, so at that moment, how should he feel when he chose to end his life?

"What's wrong?" Perhaps her gaze was too abnormal, he asked with a slight frown.

There were obviously many things she wanted to say to him when she came, and there were obviously many things she wanted to ask, but at the moment she saw him, her mind seemed to gradually become blank.

Just stare blankly at his face, and then think, he is still alive... he is still alive!

She slowly raised her hand, and her fingertips approached his face. But it was different from the past. This time, her fingers approached with a kind of timidity and trembling. When her fingertips touched his face,

At that moment, she even stopped breathing.

The slightly cool feeling was the body temperature she was familiar with.

He looked at her puzzled, but didn't say anything. Instead, he let her fingertips slide over his face bit by bit at an extremely slow speed.

Her stroking movements were slow but careful, as if she wanted to touch every inch of skin on his face and feel every bone and muscle.

The fingertips slid across his lips, the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows, and finally fell on his eyes. i^ These eyes, looking at her at the moment, were so focused, focusing on his eyes, as if they were no longer beautiful.

No one else.

Her palms unconsciously covered his eyes. Under his eyes like this, she couldn't say anything.

The next moment, his sight was shrouded in darkness. The hands that covered all his light were so soft and warm that he couldn't bear to pull them down.

A moment later, her voice sounded in his ears, but the words she asked were something he had never expected.

She asked - "Have you really... committed suicide?"

Suicide?! Just like those people in the Jun family who were cursed with blood in the past, they ended their lives out of despair!

Jun Sutian's body suddenly shook, and all the blood seemed to have gathered on her blindfolded eyes and... on the wrist of her right hand!

On that silent night, when the pain of the full moon swept through his body again, he kept banging his head against the wall like a madman, grabbing the wall and the ground with his hands, and kept shouting her name in his mouth.

.

"Yang Mo, how can you not want me?!"

"Yang Mo, who gave you the right to leave? Who!"

"Yang Mo, don't let me find you. Because once I find you, I will definitely make you regret treating me like this!"

"Yang Mo, why do you want me to fall in love with you, but you are so cruel to me? Do you know that loving you is so painful... so painful..."

However, all the accusations, all the blame, all the curses... turned into hoarse moans in the end——

"Mo...I really want to see you...please...want me..." If she doesn't even want him, then he doesn't even know what he should live for.

His embarrassment, his unbearability, his unsatisfied emptiness...

Her departure was like a large piece of flesh and blood being dug away from his heart, and no matter what he used to fill it, there was no way to restore it.

When he was in a daze from pain, he suddenly understood that death was not actually the most terrifying thing, but the despair of not getting what he wanted was the most terrifying thing.

The pain was so extreme that he staggered into the bathroom, took a sharp blade, and cut his wrists one by one.

The skin was open and the flesh was stained all over the hand, dripping down the fingers and onto the tiled floor of the bathroom, but he didn't feel any pain at all, and was even smiling... a twisted smile...

"Mo, it turns out... I can really give you my life...!" These were the last words he said before losing consciousness.

She is his heart and his life! If a person loses his heart, what's the use of keeping this life!

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"What kind of answer do you want to hear?" Jun Sutian slowly opened his lips and asked.

Yang Mo choked and bit her lip, "I want to know the truth!" She slowly lowered her hands, and his eyes could see again.

His dark phoenix eyes stared intently at the person in front of him, "Is that important?"

"For me, yes, it is very important!" she replied with absolute certainty.

He was silent, the fingers of his left hand unconsciously touched the bracelet on his right wrist, and he made no sound for a long time.

And she suddenly had a flash of inspiration, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly pulled his right hand, and put her fingers on the buckle of his bracelet. She remembered that there were two times before when her hand touched this

When putting on his wristband, he would always pull his hand back nervously.

She didn't think much about it before, but now that she thinks about it...

"Do you really want to see it?" This time, he didn't withdraw his hand, just stared at her and asked.

She nodded vigorously, "Yes." Could it be what she thought? Her fingers had touched the bumpy injury on his wrist before. In fact, it was not the injury he said he had suffered during training, but

Was it the injury he sustained when he committed suicide?!

This is the bracelet she personally selected and purchased back then, and she knows exactly how to unlock it!

Click!

Her fingers unbuckled the buckle, and the bracelet fell off from his right wrist. The hideous scars were instantly visible to her eyes. How ruthless and determined can he be?

How could such a deep scar be left on your wrist?!

Her hand trembled as she touched the scar on his wrist. This narrow spot had several scars, as if she was afraid that she would die. One cut was not enough, and she had to add several more cuts.

The truth! This is the truth she wants to find!
Chapter completed!