After a brief moment of astonishment, she seemed to understand his intention, and like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, she lay on the table without any resistance.
It's like atonement.
Her obedience and softness made him lose even more willpower and self-control.
It's all his anger and missing her all these years.
Many years ago, on the island, when the two first fell in love, they actually had it.
But only once.
Yun Mo is afraid of pain.
Long Dinghao felt distressed as soon as he heard her shouting, but it didn't last long after all.
Now, her forbearance made him feel excited to abuse her.
The table clanked and the items on it were knocked down one after another.
Her long black hair was fluffy, covering her small paper-like face.
The black-rimmed glasses fell to the floor.
Not far outside, the sea waves roar fiercely.
…
Yun Mo couldn't remember when this fierce battle ended.
All I know is that in the end, she climbed up from the table with her waist that was about to break, and silently fastened the buttons one by one.
He had extraordinary physical strength and had long since recovered. He walked out of the small room, sat on a chair, and gasped softly.
Yun Mo walked out quietly and took a look at him without any blame or resentment.
His eyes drifted to the altar. Next to a plate of fruit, there was a fruit knife.
It is estimated that the servants on the island finished cleaning up and forgot to take it away.
She walked over, grabbed the fruit knife, and slashed her white wrist.
Blood flowed out.
"Long Dinghao, will you be happier if I return my life to your father now?"
Long Dinghao's pupils were fixed, but before he could react, Yun Mo slashed his wrist hard again——
This knife was heavier than the first one, the skin and flesh were turned up, and the blood was blurred.
Blood dripped onto the beige marble floor in front of the portrait, which was extremely vivid.
Shocking again.
She didn't know the pain, but she felt relaxed as if her burden had been shed, and there was even a relaxed smile on her lips.
Just as he was preparing to strike with the third knife, Long Dinghao jumped up from the chair, came over in a few steps, and quickly held her knife-grabbing hand.
Immediately, he pulled it out with force and threw the fruit knife to the floor.
There was a ping-pong sound, which was particularly harsh.
He looked at her left wrist, which was bleeding profusely, and shouted outside the mourning hall.
After a while, a servant ran in and saw clearly what was happening in the room. He was startled.
"Bring towels and gauze over here!"
The servant used Long Dinghao's roar, hurried out in a panic, and then came in with something.
Long Dinghao grabbed Yun Mo's hand. Yun Mo wanted to take it back, but he held it tightly, not giving her a chance to take it away, and wrapped the towel around her bleeding wound.
Yun Mo struggled: "Let me give my life back to your father. Long Dinghao, I don't want to owe you anything... Don't worry, I don't feel any pain, I even feel very happy..."
Due to the struggle and emotion, the blood not only did not stop, but also flowed more violently, and finally soaked most of the towel.
The snow-white towel turned red.
He simply pressed her into his arms with one hand and pressed her firmly.
She had just been forced into Yunyu and lost blood. She had no strength left. After struggling for a few seconds, she could only be weakly imprisoned in her arms.
He held her wrist down until he was sure she was no longer studying abroad, then he threw away the towel and wrapped her wrist with gauze.
Yun Mo looked at the gauze on his wrist, his mood calmed down a little, and tears fell down one drop at a time.
Long Dinghao took a few steps back, without looking at her again, and shouted outside.
The servant came in again.
He controlled his inner anxiety: "Send her back to the city. Then send her home."
Although Mr. Long had a fierce temper, he was rarely so cold. The servant did not dare to show his anger and made a gesture of invitation to Yun Mo.
Yun Mo's eyes were moist and he glanced at Long Dinghao: "Yes..."
Before the rest of the words were spoken, Long Dinghao spoke decisively:
"Come on! Don't let me change my mind!"
Yun Mo lowered his head, held his bandaged wrist, and walked out.
*
A few days later, Huayuan.
In the evening, Huo Shenxiu had just finished teasing his daughter when his cell phone rang.
He picked up the call and it was Long Dinghao's call.
As soon as he picked up the answer, it was the helpless voice of an older man:
"Master Huo, I'm sorry to bother you so late."
Huo Shenxiu heard that it was Uncle Hai, the old man next to Long Dinghao, and couldn't help but frown:
"Uncle Hai? What's the matter? Why did you call from Long Dinghao's cell phone?"
Uncle Hai's voice came:
"Long Ye is in the bar here in Beicheng District now... Hey, actually he has been drinking in the bar these past few days and gets very drunk every day."
"I couldn't persuade them no matter what. I asked Long Ye's high-playing brothers to persuade them, but Long Ye yelled at them to go back... Now, Long Ye will not return to the island, nor will he return to the house in the city, if this continues
Go down, I'm afraid he will drink to death in the bar sooner or later..."
"It's like this again today. I've been trying to persuade him for a long time, but I still can't persuade him... As you know, Mr. Long, we don't have any family members, so I don't know who to turn to. Why don't you say a few words to him and help persuade him?"
Please advise…”
Huo Shenxiu frowned: "Why does he get drunk every day? What happened?"
Uncle Hai sighed: "I can't explain it in a few words... Anyway, it has something to do with Miss Yunmo."
Su Mi on the side heard Yun Mo's name, her expression changed, and she glanced at Huo Shenxiu.
Is it related to Yun Mo?
Huo Shenxiu thought for a moment and said, "Okay, just knock him unconscious with a stick and take him to Huayuan."
Uncle Hai was shocked by Huo Shenxiu's violent behavior: "Ah? One... knock him unconscious with a stick?"
"He won't listen to anyone now. It's useless if I go there. We'll talk about him after he's knocked unconscious."
Uncle Hai finally accepted the plan: "...Okay."
…
More than half an hour later, Uncle Hai and several club brothers carried the drunken Long Dinghao into Huayuan.
Huo Shenxiu and Su Mi were already waiting in the living room downstairs, ready for some tea.
Long Dinghao woke up a little on the way, and now he was covering the back of his head and still muttering:
"...Who, who the hell hit me on the head? I won't kill you... damn..."
Huo Shenxiu ordered in disgust: "Butler He, turn up the air freshener."
As soon as I arrived, the room smelled of alcohol.
If Mimi and his daughter get smoked later, he will definitely make this kid look good.
Su Mi motioned to Uncle Hai and the others to help Long Dinghao sit on the sofa.
After they sat down, Uncle Hai and others poured sobering tea into Long Dinghao's mouth.
Huo Shenxiu saw Long Dinghao half lying on the sofa, not yet fully awake, and said seriously:
"What happened to him?"
Su Mi also said: "Uncle Hai, when you just said it was related to Yun Mo, did you mean my cousin's colleague Yun Mo? What's going on?"
Uncle Hai glanced at Long Dinghao and finally told everything between him and Yun Mo.
Su Mi and Huo Shenxiu were silent for a long time.
Although Su Mi had long noticed that Yun Mo and Long Dinghao's former lover "Momo" were very similar, she didn't expect that they were.