Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 1197 Nanke Yimeng, the Purpose Lives Up to You (6)

It was as if a piece of Si Yan's heart had been dug out by something, the blood was bloody and the pain pierced through his heart, and it spread to the internal organs, limbs and bones in an instant, the pain was unbearable.

This was probably the most painful time in her waking consciousness.

She recognized the small bag that Xiang Yan took out from his pocket.

After the funeral, he kept some of the ashes and brought them with him. Even Lan Shilang scolded him many times, saying that there is no point in grabbing a handful of ashes when people are dead.

Now look at it, it's interesting, it's interesting!

Si Yan burst into tears in an instant, Xiang Yan like this and everything he did, of course it is interesting, hurting the enemy one thousand and self-defeating eight hundred is not only her usual trick, it turns out that Xiang Yan was the first to teach her people who use.

Using her death to punish himself, holding a handful of ashes, not because he wants to torture himself, but to bury himself, so that he can be integrated with her, in the true sense of blood and milk.

Not to mention, he planted her in his heart, placed it on the apex of his heart, and protected it in his most precious place, and then he wanted to sew it up with needles, use his flesh and blood to protect and treasure her...

Hehe...Si Yan couldn't cry anymore, just looking at him, she couldn't say a word.

The method of intercourse is naturally ruthless, he wants to exchange his life for their intersection, an intersection that can put her on the top of his heart, love her, and pamper her.

A long sleep after death, in exchange for them to merge into one body, in the garden of their own home, with a powerful, affectionate and arrogant posture, guarding the tombstone beside them...

When Jin Xin and Shu Fan rushed in, Xiang Yan calmly wiped the blood on his chest with a tissue, no matter how much he wiped, he never touched the cut.

Including Yi Yao, the few people who came in were dumbfounded. They had no right to comment on what they saw, and they had no ability to stop anything, so they could only stare blankly.

It took about a minute before Xiang Yan raised his head, probably because his face was too pale and bloodless, and even his temperament was much softer.

"Jin Xin, bandage me!" Xiang Yan said, with no emotion in his voice, but they all sensed Xiangye's mood at the moment...it seemed very relaxed and happy.

Jin Xin was stunned for a moment and felt his scalp numb and his whole body aching. Looking at the bloody wound on Xiang Yan's heart, it seemed that the medical skills he had learned were useless at all, and he didn't know what to do.

For the first time, he regretted being a doctor.

Shu Fan was still holding a dagger in his hand, the blade was dotted with blood stains, obviously it had been used for a long time.

Si Yan glanced at it casually, but felt as if he had been cut into pieces by thousands of knives in his heart, blood was seen on the knives.

that dagger...

The dagger she used to commit suicide could be used on Xiang Yan's body?
Xiangyan... Even in death, does he choose to experience her pain?
Si Yan closed her eyes, she remembered, Xiang Yan said that if she gets hurt, then he will punish him ten times and a hundred times, feel her pain twice, and cherish her even more...

He never broke his promise, she knew it and remembered it.

Lan Shilang clenched his hands into fists, his eyes were about to split open, he didn't even notice when his lips were bleeding from biting, just looked at Xiang Yan so sadly and unhurriedly, at the calm doctor named The man who sewed up his wound.

That man who never mentioned how the bloody wound came from his empty heart.

　Sweet all the way, writing the end of my previous life, my mood is a little delicate, I feel touched by the story I wrote and feel distressed.

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(End of this chapter)