I'm going to wear this doormat and I won't keep you company anymore.

Chapter 62 My opponent is Cowherd 10
  Traveled through time again without any warning...

The first thing you see is a rough house in the shadow of memory. The weak studio lights illuminate the cracked concrete on the ground and the building materials stacked in every corner.

There were several men's shadows floating on the ground, and it was hard to hear what they were talking about.

The touch of cold shackles came from her hands and feet, and the chain made a deep sound as she moved.

Her eyelids were heavy. No matter how she tried to open her eyes, the picture was only half cut from the middle, and the right side was completely black.

...Is she suffering from brain damage?

Suddenly, she was attracted by the blood stains on the ground that looked like ink paintings. She followed them with her eyes. There was a half-person-high rice vat in the corner.

There was a human head hanging next to the rice vat, the hairpins falling down with the hair, and the bleeding face looked at her resentfully...

A dream?

she is dead!
  "You're awake, baby."

Yan Qinghan suddenly jumped from the darkness on the right to the picture on the left.

At that moment, Bai Gengxue's vision shook, and the half-black picture on the right gradually melted into chaos, revealing a strange spectacle.

The picture is equally divided into two parts from the middle, as if two shots were taken at the same time.

Two Yan Qinghan, same background, same rice vat...

Bai Qingxue couldn't complain about how her eyes became misaligned, but she noticed the difference at a glance:

There is no head in the rice vat in the right field of view. There is a continuous stream of thick fog coming out of the vat. I don't know what is being burned, and I can't smell it.

There is no fog in the left field of view, but a female ghost.

Which side is the truth?

"As expected of my woman, I don't even feel the slightest bit scared when I see the boss's wife being made into a human pig."

The two Yan Qinghans laughed. Their approaching movements and expressions were exactly the same. There was only one sound source, but they couldn't tell which one came from it.

"She bullied you, so I will make her into a potted plant for you to enjoy. Are you happy?"

"...Is this really the result of your brain thinking?"

Bai Qingxue was speechless. At this moment, she suddenly felt dizzy, and more bloody auspicious light feathers disturbed her thoughts...

At the end of that pain was Yan Qinghan's ferocious face.

"You remember?"

Yan Qinghan watched her reaction closely and nodded excitedly.

"Believe in yourself, that's the truth. Although I found you in time that night, I couldn't beat so many people. Instead of watching you being played to death by them and making my mother go to court, it would be better for me to do it myself.

"In order to satisfy that old woman, I originally planned to kill you alive in front of them, but they were scared away by me.

"After they left, I found that you were still breathing, so I gave you some first aid... After I brought you back, you lost your memory. You thought you were being cheated, so you committed suicide after writing me a love letter...

"I tried every means, including electrotherapy, but I couldn't make you remember that I was the one who hurt you, and things developed in a strange direction.

"I just found out that you have bipolar disorder. You always think about how I love you." At this point, Yan Qinghan looked dumbfounded.

"Speaking of which, the day I met you, you insisted on grabbing my umbrella and said you were willing to take me in. No matter what my attitude towards you, you always smiled."

"...Anyway, I had nowhere to go, and I felt that being with a psycho would be a good thing for the old woman, so I went with you."

When he mentioned his mother, the mocking malice on his face became almost real, and his smile became more and more evil.

"...In short, you mistakenly regarded me as the only life-saving straw, and firmly believed that I loved you by not letting you die. Even if I find a woman to come to your house to act, you will not regret it.

"That's right, I also deliberately teased Lu Meng, using her hands to stimulate you, trying to make you wake up..."

Yan Qinghan held his forehead and laughed so hard that his shoulders were shaking. Then he looked at Bai Qingxue with his open palms and smiled twistedly.

——It was the same bugging device that Bai Qingxue had in her hand. She put it on the Meng Shengdie deck before she left.

Yan Qinghan held the listening device and kissed it, looking at her with interest.

"I didn't expect that you wouldn't come on the decisive day. You seem to have found yourself again. I'm happy for you and want to start over with you... but you gave me hope and then destroyed it!" Yan Qinghan narrowed his eyes.

"Remember...this dream ends here, and my only friend is leaving me..."

Yan Qinghan smoothed her hair and rested his forehead against hers. "I have nothing left. Let's die together. Let the old woman send me in..."

"Yan Qinghan... you still have me. I will never leave you." Bai Qingxue finally found the opportunity to interrupt.

Yan Qinghan was stunned and raised his head in disbelief.

"...Are you sick again? I hurt you, my fiancée hurt you, and my mother wants to hurt you too... wake up!"

He shook her violently, causing the chains to clang.

"...and they say I made a mistake." Bai Qingxue sighed, "After all, you would rather deny your feelings than protect your family." "I'm not protecting her..." Yan Qing Han frowned.

"You have always been an infatuated child, Yan Qinghan. You are much more normal than I thought."

In Bai Qingxue's split perspective, the scenes in front of her gradually merged into one... The smoke gradually faded away, there was nothing in the rice vat, and the blood on the ground disappeared without a trace.

Naturally, there is only one man named Yan Qinghan in this world.

"Normal?" Yan Qinghan laughed out loud as if he had heard a big joke, with an unreasonable expression on his face.

He pulled open his belt and let the fine silk slip to the ground.

Bai Qingxue turned her face away in disgust. When she noticed that the air pressure around her was getting lower and lower, she turned around in confusion.

She couldn't turn away from him at this moment.

Bruises and scabs were crisscrossed all over his body, and there was no flesh anywhere that could be covered by clothes.

It looks like a tourist attraction and is covered with words, mostly describing emotions. The most common one is "go to hell".

...And he actually engraved the names of all the princesses he met by chance, including Lue Meng.

Bai Qingxue also saw her own name, carved larger than any other line of characters, close to her heart.

I saw him taking out the utility blade and "painting" on himself again. This time he carved "Don't Run"

The last trace of mist in the rice vat has completely evaporated. Bai Qingxue is still not sure whether what she sees is an illusion or reality, so she can only wait with bated breath.

"I am not as noble as the rumors say, but my body cannot be shown to others."

Yan Qinghan looked at her expressionlessly and spoke lightly in the tone of telling other people's stories.

"I've done a paternity test. I'm not my father's child. My mother seemed to have been bullied by a relative who couldn't afford to offend her, and that's why I was born. She was separated from her father because of this, so she cursed me to die.

"But she doesn't allow me to really die. Every time I try to kill myself, she seeks death again.

"If you can't afford to offend me, hide away. She doesn't want me to feel better. She always introduces people to me with bad intentions to see if I can break the law and be abandoned like her...

"No matter who I like, it will be fruitless. People in the world only look at the surface. Who would love a man whose father doesn't love his mother and who is full of shame?"

"...Are you confessing?" Bai Qingxue blinked.

Yan Qinghan was suddenly interrupted from his thoughts, but his eyes became warmer, and he raised the corners of his lips without complaint, looking at her expectantly.

"……You decide."

"I know that if I catch you here, I can support you. But forgive me for refusing." Bai Qingxue said, "I can't control your life. You are creating a second mother."

"Why!"

Yan Qinghan's calm mood suddenly became chaotic again, and Bai Qingxue's brows jumped as she pinched her fingernails.

The original person is definitely not the only one with bipolar disorder.

"You have seen everything about me... You are the only person who will not look at me strangely. Even Lu Meng cannot accept my true face. I can't find anyone more suitable for me than you!" Yan Qinghan prayed. road.

"I would like to ask, if I don't agree to your promise, will you kill me again?"

"I'll beat you until you don't dare think about leaving me."

Yan Qinghan looked very depressed, and then Bai Qingxue was really shocked by him.

He stood aside and hit the wall hard. His head was bruised and bloody, but he didn't stop and hit him three or five more times.

He smiled broadly.

But Bai Qingxue felt the corresponding pain strangely, and tears burst out from her eyes.

Yan Qinghan slashed himself angrily again, causing Bai Qingxue's face to twitch.

"I won't touch you until you agree. But how far can you endure..."

At this moment, the memory of the original body was completely restored, and Bai Gengxue also obtained the truth.

It turns out that the Yan family is good at using hallucinogenic poisonous mist to temporarily transfer the pain of those who take the antidote to those who inhale it.

So during the days when they lived together, Yan Qinghan created wounds on himself every day and controlled the original body.

From this point of view, Yan Qinghan's injuries were caused by himself.

As for why he said it so seriously...

It would make sense if he learned the skill from his mother.

However, this doesn’t explain how someone can take advantage of someone who is so powerful? I always feel that this matter is too scary to think about...

(End of this chapter)