For three whole days, Xiao Min huddled in the corner, hugging herself tightly. There were blood stains on her clothes.
She looked at her hands and felt that they were covered in blood.
And in front of her eyes was Lin Jiacheng's face full of gentleness. He was always so gentle,
Face her sadness with a relaxed expression.
Even if he had thoughts of suicide, he woke him up because of his scolding. He liked her, but he never forced her.
He loves her, he loves her in his own way, and does not let her feel any pressure. He bears all the pain alone,
But he still couldn't bear to hurt her.
Such a man protects her with his unique love. How can he let her forget? She will never forget,
In the scene before Lin Jiacheng's death, he was smiling, even though his body was covered in blood after being stabbed, he didn't even frown.
He always smiled to reassure her and didn't want her to worry. In the past few days, she didn't dare to sleep at all, because when she slept,
Lin Jiacheng's bloody face would appear in front of her.
Xiao Min was greatly irritated, and she would yell whenever someone came close. Luo Jiawei looked at her, who looked exactly like Xiao Min between her eyebrows, and said,
He wanted to find out why this woman always gave him the feeling that he had known him before. Her voice, her expression,
Apart from her character and appearance, he was almost certain that she was Xiao Min.
Holding back the huge surprise, he carefully observed the woman's face. He wanted to find any clues on the woman's face.
But no expression could be seen. Xiao Min had fallen into deep self-blame. She always felt that Lin Jiacheng's death was all caused by her.
He could have left her alone at that time, and she wouldn't have hated him, because those killers wanted her life alone.
They could let him leave, but he sacrificed himself to protect himself.
She will always remember his smiling face before he died, and he still said with an extremely passionate tone, "If, if I have an afterlife,
I hope I met you before Xiaohan. I love you, Minmin. I want to be with you in the next life."
"Lin Jiacheng, why, why do you want to be so nice to me? I'm not as nice as you think. You're like this,
Make me owe you a feeling. Make me feel uneasy forever."
Luo Jiawei looked at the woman in front of him coldly. Except for Xiao Min, he would not pay attention to anyone.
Looking at this face that was completely different from Xiao Min, he looked at her and said, "Tell me, are you Xiao Min?"
Xiao Min looked at Luo Jiawei, who was completely different from the one before him. There was no tenderness in his eyes, only a vicious expression.
He has changed, he is no longer the gentle Luo Jiawei before.
Suddenly, Xiao Min didn't want to tell him who she was, she just wanted to escape,