Doting on the Masked Wife

If he killed her with his own hands, he wouldn't be so stupid.

It will not be like this, neither wanting to let go, but also despising yourself.

But.If only he could do it.

If it could be done, everything would not be where it is now.

Ning Tong'er seemed to have heard his words, and she trembled in his arms.

Murong Lie let her go slightly, took her a little away from him, then looked at her pale and petite face, and said in a low voice: "Ning Tong'er, tell me, have you ever, ever, ever, little by little? Really fell in love with me? Or did you hate me and hate me from the beginning?"

He knew she wouldn't answer.

Perhaps it was because he knew she would not answer that he chose this moment to ask the question he had hidden in his heart for a long, long time and wanted to ask her, but he couldn't ask it again.

Ning Tong'er closed her eyes tightly, of course it was impossible to answer him.

"Tell me, Tong'er," Murong Lie looked at her, finally revealing a trace of the pain of being stabbed to the extreme in his eyes. He has been suppressing and hiding the pain, "Tell me, are you real? never loved me?"

Ning Tong'er closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly murmured with sadness: "No..."

Murong Lie looked at her deeply, at her eyebrows, at her melancholy and sad expression.

Was she sad because of Han Qingyi?

She was going to marry Han Qingyi, but he snatched her away on the eve of the wedding and brought her here.

She hates him.

... No, among them, it is no longer clear who hates whom more, and who hates whom more, right?

Murong Lie suddenly laughed lowly.

Ning Tonger seemed to be startled by the low laughter, she frowned tightly, her shoulders trembled slightly, like fallen leaves that would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

Murong Lie looked at her, and suddenly laughed louder and louder, and then he burst out laughing.

Even Miss Rose, who was standing outside the door and peeping at them, couldn't help being a little surprised.

Murong Lie laughed until his chest shook violently, he put Ning Tong'er back on the bed, stood up by himself, and kept laughing.

This laughter is very sad, this smile is very ironic.

He is mocking himself, despising himself.

"Hahahaha..." He laughed like tears were about to flow out.

Backing away step by step, he laughed maniacally: "I'm really stupid to the extreme, am I? Ning Tong'er, you also think I'm ridiculous, right?"

He laughed loudly, and suddenly pressed his hand on the chair beside him.

The chair unexpectedly shattered, and it didn't stop there, starting from where Murong Lie pressed down the palm, the back of the chair was destroyed in a shattered manner.

Murong Lie raised his hand, the chair turned into a shattered state and fell to the carpet.

This astonishing change did not make Miss Rose, who was peeping outside the door, feel frightened. On the contrary, her eyes were full of excitement.The jealousy and hatred that had just been revealed because of Murong Lie's gentle behavior towards Ning Tong'er disappeared.Now her eyes were almost fanatical, like a money worshiper who saw a roomful of gold exaggerated, and her eyes were about to turn red.

.This man was indeed the man she had chosen.

Only such a devil-like man could be worthy of her, Miss Rose.

Only she deserves to be her husband!

She had already determined that the Earl could only be her husband, and anyone who dared to rob her would have no good end!

She glanced reluctantly at the handsome Murong Lie, and then at Ning Tonger on the bed full of resentment, she held the door frame and left quietly.

Murong Lie didn't even look at the fragments on the ground, but let out a mocking laugh.It's for yourself.

He turned around and walked out, because if he stayed any longer, he couldn't bear himself anymore.

As long as it is related to Ning Tong'er, he will not be like the usual him.

So if he stayed any longer, he would personally kill this woman who disturbed his mind and caused him extreme pain.But this is probably impossible.

Or he would be so disappointed in himself that he would just leave.

I don't want to see myself like this again: the weak self who doesn't want to be me!

Murong Lie left Ning Tong'er's room, but he didn't look back when he heard Ning Tong'er sobbing in pain.

The tall and straight figure walked further and further away, and he gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.Therefore, he didn't hear the raving words from Ning Tong'er who was lying on the bed.

Her memories all came back.

But at this time, she was recalling the time when she saw the body of "Murong Lie".

She sobbed and said: "...No...Murong Lie, don't die, don't die..."

However, Murong Lie had already left, he didn't hear, he didn't know.

Let her alone be overwhelmed by the crazily influx of painful memories.

The night was dark.

Edson's castle is still the same as usual, there is no difference.

Only in the deepest and deepest room in the corridor on the second floor, the person lying on the bed is in great pain.

All of Ning Tonger's lost memories have been recovered.

It is the picture of Murong Lie wearing Lady Jade's tears on her fingers.

It was the picture of him holding her hand, raising his head and smiling gently at her.

It was the picture of him holding her tightly in his arms.

It was the picture of him calling her wife, Mrs.

It's the picture of Murong Lie embracing her on the cruise ship.

It is a picture of a cruise ship tilting in a violent collision.

It is the picture of her running barefoot in the dark and calling her.

It was she who looked at the charred body exposed by the white cloth and said, "This is not Murong Lie".

It was she who cried and said "Murong Lie, you liar".

It was Han Qingyi who sat on the head of her bed and said to her, "What should I do with you?"

It is the picture of her crying bitterly in the fog.

...The gentle Murong Lie, the doting Murong Lie, the Murong Lie who she thought was dead, in the end, there was only one Murong Lie who hated her deeply.

Ning Tong'er was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, tears kept falling, fast and anxious.

Her chest was also constantly heaving, and boundless sadness spread, but she couldn't get rid of it.

.She finally knew why he was the Devil Count.

And finally knew why he hated her so much.

Everything is just history repeating itself!

What happened between them was obviously no different from what happened between Lie Wang, Yu Fei, and Yu Fei's brother she had seen in her dream.

Love, resentment, hatred, parting, jealousy, breakup.

In the end, it was death.

They just experienced another reincarnation in this life, repeating the tragedy of the previous life.

Once again, in this life, once again, they repeated the fate of the previous life without any change.

Everything, nothing has changed.Not at all.

At this moment, at this moment, she doesn't hate Han Qingyi, just like Yu'er in her previous life never hated her brother until she died.

When she was hugged by him and jumped off the cliff together, perhaps her heart was more about relief than hatred.

Hate for anyone is neither, nor is it.

Ning Tong'er's tears fell more urgently, but her eyes were closed all the time, she just kept shedding tears.

Murong Lie...

Han Qingyi...

The past and present came together, and she had nowhere to hide.

And when Murong Lie entered the room, what he saw was this scene: Ning Tong'er was lying on the bed, still not waking up, but her hands were hanging by her sides tightly clenched into fists, tears kept flowing from her His face as pale as snow rolled down.

Murong Lie's walking pace unknowingly slowed down.

Every step seems to have a lot of past events coming, and every step carries heavy memories.

Love it, hate it.

Painful, sweet.

Desperate, resentful.

Missing, painful.

... Ning Tonger.Hitomi.His... pupils!

Tong'er, who he thought he would hold her in the palm of his hand for the rest of his life.

Every step Murong Lie took was as if he was stepping on the tip of a knife, every step was so heavy.He walked to the bed, pursed his lips and looked at her.

He thought he was crazy, otherwise he would still have come here to see her in the middle of the night.

He should have abandoned her at all, just like she abandoned him, leaving her here to fend for herself, dead or crazy, it was all the result of his revenge, and he should be happy to see all of this.

However, he still came back here as if he couldn't control himself.

Even he himself doesn't understand himself, how stupid it is to do it, but he can't help it.

.From the moment he saw her look up for the first time, he was no longer like himself, and everything he did was irrational.

It was as if there was a rope of fate between them, binding them together firmly, making his eyes unable to leave her, and his heart unable to leave her.

It is not so much that her eyes captured his heart when he saw her for the first time, causing him to be enchanted by her, and he could not forget her no matter what, it is better to say that he had already Can't forget her.

Everything he did seemed to be for that long unfinished fate, following her trace in this life.

So no matter what, love or hate, torture or despair... can't let go.

.Ning Tonger, Ning Tonger, did I really owe you in my previous life?

Yes or no?Is it this way?

So I have to be tortured by you again in this life?

Murong Lie walked to the side of the bed, half kneeled on the side of the bed and looked at her.

She was crying, he saw it.

Just who are these tears shed for?

He knelt in front of her, gently stroked her black hair, and stroked the tears on her face.

"Tong'er... tell me, did I owe you too much in my previous life, so I was doomed to die at your hands?"

Ning Tonger's tears were still streaming down, why did she shed so many tears?

Crystal clear teardrops rolled down onto his palm, Ning Tong'er suddenly opened her mouth and sobbed softly.

"You don't love me anymore, do you..."

After saying these words, Murong Lie's expression suddenly changed!