Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

A sharp dull pain split from Jing Jiaren's mind...

She seemed to see Jane being forcibly pressed and thrown into Ximen Fenglie's room.

On the big bed, at the age of 16, she was struggling alone.

And her and Ximen Longting's first night on the island overlapped with it.

Jing Jiaren's hands were playing numbly, she couldn't stop, she had to keep playing.

Even though her eyes were so dazzled that she couldn't recognize the score, she still played hard.

Is Ximen Longting wrong?

Why should he bear the crimes committed by his mother.He knew nothing, yet was hated by so many people.

Because of Fanny's ignorance, Ximen Longting doesn't even have the right to be a lover?

blah blah...

Blood gushed from Jing Jiaren's nostrils.

The bright red blood is like a poppy in full bloom, spreading evenly on the snow-white keys...

But is Leng Lintian wrong again?Such a heavy life is not what he wants to bear.

If he hadn't witnessed Miss Jane's death with his own eyes, if he hadn't gotten Miss Jane's diary...or if he hadn't been involved in that tragic big family, where he grew up carefree and received a lot of love, everything would be different .

Bigger drops of blood dripped.

Jing Jiaren felt as if her ears had exploded suddenly, and warm blood gushed out.

Two men who were missing in their childhood are both yearning to be loved.

But she, Jing Jiaren, can't be saved by anyone...

She closed her eyes hard, but she could no longer hear the harsh and sharp sound of the piano.

I just feel that the blood in my whole body is excited.

An inexplicable grief surged in her heart, making her so sad that she wanted to kill such a useless self.She will only become a burden to everyone, she can't do anything...

The shoulders heaved vigorously with every key press.

She seemed to be struggling with the piano, so hard every time.

【I have no relatives... The child is my only relative, promise me... keep it. 】

What can she do to help them?She couldn't let the innocent SUN be involved.

Jing Jiaren's throat felt fishy, ​​and a little blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth. Her whole body could no longer bear the high-frequency scale, and she fell on the keys in vain...

At this moment, a change occurred behind him.

Xiaoyi watched Leng Lintian's fingers on his lap twitch in amazement.

Then the palm, the whole arm...

He slowly tried to lift up, then fell again.

Xiaoyi immediately shouted: "Come here, call the doctor!"

After a short pause, I remembered that this was a soundproof room, and excitedly opened the door...

【Jing Jiaren, Jing Jiaren...】

[Dead woman, drive away! 】

Jing Jiaren was plunged into darkness, spinning endlessly downwards, falling.

Suddenly he grabbed her with one hand and pulled her between his chests forcefully.

[Beauty, I'll come to you right away.I'm looking for you. 】

【wait for me! 】

……

【Mom, don't leave SUN behind! 】

Jing Jiaren frowned, opened her eyes slowly, and saw the blood on the keys... She had passed out.

Cough cough cough, she sat up and found that she was still in the soundproof room, the candle was almost burning to the end...

Xiaoyi and Leng Lintian were gone, and the door was wide open.

Jing Jiaren spat out the bloody smell in her throat, she didn't expect that there really was a "killing song" in this world.

But unless you are listening to another person playing, if you are playing yourself, you should be the same as her, and you can't bear to pass out halfway through.How can I die?