"I don't love you! I stopped loving you a long time ago!" Mu Yiyi looked at Han Zhenyu, and suddenly felt that this man was so pathetic. Some things would become a kind of injury if they were obsessed too deeply.
It will sneak into your body, blend into your blood, burn your sanity, and make you no longer you, but a demon who gave your soul to Satan.
"In the next life, I would rather suffer all kinds of hardships, as long as I don't meet you!" Mu Yiyi said firmly.
"Girl, how can you be so cruel?" Han Zhenyu's body trembled slightly, and there was suddenly a chill in the corner of his eyes.
She said she would rather suffer all kinds of hardships in her next life than meet him.[
What could make him more desperate than this?
Han Zhenyu leaned his face in absentmindedly and stared at Mu Yiyi's angry eyes, as if he wanted to see the original feelings inside. Mu Yiyi's sweet voice kept echoing in his ears: "Brother Zhenyu
, girl will always support you!"
"Why don't you smile? Smile!" He reached out and stroked her cheek, imagining that the sunny smiling face in his memory could reappear before his eyes.
"Don't touch me!" Mu Yi glared at him.
"I know why?" Han Zhenyu slowly squatted down, threw away his cane, and held her face in his hands, "I understand that when you were with Lei Yufeng, you didn't know your identity. After you found out,
, and you can’t bring yourself to forget him. Even if you saw your father beaten to death by him in front of you, you still can’t forget him. It doesn’t matter..."
He smiled, and the smile was very cold: "I'll help you, I'll help you forget. In fact, have you ever thought that your father knew that Lei Yufeng would let him go for you, so he deliberately begged for death, and he died
Now, you and Lei Yufeng can no longer be together. Therefore, your father died for you, to separate you. He didn’t want to leave any chance for you to be together. Now you go with Lei Yufeng
Being together is the greatest form of unfilial piety."
Han Zhenyu knew very well that Beitang Wu's death was what Mu Yiyi cared about the most and was the deepest pain buried in her heart. Therefore, every word of his words revolved around this topic, deliberately trying to uncover the secrets deep in her heart.
scar.
He wanted to stimulate her blood dripping with blood. Only in this way would he feel better and feel the insurmountable distance between her and Lei Yufeng.
Seeing Mu Yiyi looking at him blankly without saying a word, Han Zhenyu knew that he had succeeded.
So, he pinched her cheek and asked with a smile: "Does it hurt?"
What he pinched was the side of her face that was hit by him. Because he was so angry and so forceful, that side of her face was red and swollen and it would definitely hurt.
Mu Yiyi frowned and still didn't answer.
"I'm asking about your heart, girl, what is your heart made of? When you were in Thailand, why didn't you just shoot me to death? It's more uncomfortable for you to keep me alive like this than to die." His
His facial features were hideous and terrifying, but there was a smile on his face, a smile that was uglier than crying.
"You choose the path yourself!"
"No, I didn't choose it. Lei Yufeng chose it for me together with you."
At this time, a young man hurriedly ran out of nowhere and whispered a few words in Han Zhenyu's ear.
Han Zhenyu raised the corners of his mouth sinisterly: "Okay, I'm waiting for him!"
After saying that, he picked up Mu Yiyi and limped into a house that had not been completely demolished.