Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 293 It's All You

As she spoke, she picked up the liquor that was poured in front of her, and drank it with her head up. It was really hot and choked her throat, so much so that she was about to cry at the first sip, and coughed violently twice.

"You drank too much." Pei Zhihan hurriedly got up and went over, reaching out to pat her on the back, "Drink slowly."

"Don't worry about it, don't touch me." Hong Jiaqi twisted her waist to avoid his hand, looked at the empty white wine glass in front of her, got up and walked to Pei Zhihan's position opposite, picked up the wine bottle, poured it into the glass, and drank with her head up At that moment, she couldn't help saying: "Wu Qing doesn't know you very well."

Once upon a time, they were the two most familiar people, in perfect harmony, regardless of you and me.

Once, they could talk and laugh together, and paint together.

Once, they had such a good time here.

She fell in love with him here.

"One more bottle." Pei Zhihan raised his hand, and someone came over with a bottle of wine, opened the lid, put it in his palm, and quietly withdrew it.

Pei Zhihan poured into the wine glass, drank, poured, and drank, as if there was never enough, kept pouring, and drank.

Keeping her eyes on the person opposite, she seemed to be repeating the same action, but her wine quality was really not that good, she kept drinking, coughing, and crying and laughing.

"Jiaqi, do you know that I once told myself that if you don't come back, I won't look for you, but if you come back, you can only belong to me, Pei Zhihan."

"So, no matter what you do to me, I will never give up."

"will not."

Hong Jiaqi didn't remember how much she drank in the end, but felt that there were suddenly many Pei Zhihans overlapping, staggered and shaking on the opposite side.

It's hard to tell who is the real Pei Zhihan.She pointed to one of them, "Pei Zhihan, no one can hurt me so deeply, so deeply... You are the first, really..." Hong Jiaqi lay on the dining table, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Six years, six years, I can't forget my child for a single day... My poor child... She is about to be born soon, she will become a part of this world, have a beautiful and complete family, and grow up happily ..."

"But, it was you, it was you, who destroyed all these good things with your own hands. You killed him, and you also killed me."

"Why? Why?" She looked at Pei Zhihan on the opposite side with drunken eyes, leaned on the table and wobbled towards him, grabbed his collar and stared at him, even though he was like that "Could it be that Bingqing's child is just a child, and mine is nothing, and can be killed casually?"

"Pei Zhihan, do you know how much I hate you?" She grabbed his collar even harder, not allowing him to escape her eyes, "I tell myself every day, I want to forget you and the past Forget, but every night I can only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills. Do you know what it feels like to feel the pain engraved into the bone marrow?"

"Pei Zhihan, it's all you, it's all you, why did you hurt me like this?" Tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes one after another, like pearls, crystal clear and transparent, "Why can't I forget, forget I can't..." She yelled loudly, she hated him, and she hated herself too much.

But those memories always linger.

Follow her lingeringly.

She can't see a pregnant woman, a loving couple, or a happy family of three.

At the beginning of that period, she was really in pain.

Like a trapped animal, shutting himself in the house, not wanting to see people, not wanting to see the sun, not wanting to go out...

Everyone around her thinks she's crazy.

"You know how difficult it was for me to come back to life." Hong Jiaqi blinked her eyes in pain, letting the tears rolling down her eyes, sucking in breath desperately.

She doesn't want to be so vulnerable, and she doesn't want to be so vulnerable.

Really.

But she just didn't live up to it.

Like a broken child, he lowered his head and burst into tears.

"Jiaqi..." Pei Zhihan hugged the weeping Hong Jiaqi distressedly, and let her cry, but he couldn't say a word.

Even though he had thought of her crying in pain countless times, only at this moment, he saw and heard it with his own eyes.

Her heart is very bitter, even more bitter than Coptis chinensis. Even though six years have passed, her heart has never stopped suffering.

His Jiaqi, the past six years, have been very bad, very bad.

And this is all caused by him.

single-handedly.

"Jiaqi, I know that no matter how many times I tell you I'm sorry, there's no way to ease the pain in your heart." He pressed her hand tightly to the back of her head, letting her stick to him, getting closer, closer , as if only in this way, he can share some.

"But I still want to say, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry..." Hong Jiaqi grinned and smiled coldly, "Who are you, why did you say sorry to me?" Breaking free from his embrace, Hong Jiaqi opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in front of her very seriously. Looking at it, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, which was always blurry, but she still saw him clearly after all, "I'm sorry to make my child come back to life, can you make the dead Hong Jiaqi come back to life? "

She yelled and yelled, as if she wanted to yell out all the pain in her heart, and yelled, "I don't need it, I don't need it." Turning around, Hong Jiaqi grabbed the bottle of liquor that Pei Zhihan hadn't finished drinking, raised her head and went towards it. I poured it into my mouth, but the wine drank too fast, and it disappeared all at once.

"Give me wine, give me wine, it hurts, it really hurts." Hong Jiaqi's hand caressed her chest that was like a knife cut, she felt that she was drunk, really drunk.

But the heart still hurts.

Still hurting.

"Wine, give me wine." Like a very hungry person, she grabbed Pei Zhihan's hand and looked at him beggingly, "Give me wine."

"You can't drink anymore." Pei Zhihan pulled Hong Jiaqi who got up from the chair and was looking for a drink, "I can't drink anymore."

"I can drink it, I can drink it." Hong Jiaqi tried hard to shake off his hand, "Don't worry about it" Hong Jiaqi wanted to find wine by herself, but a pair of hands tightly grabbed her arm, taking advantage of the trend, and then Looking up, she found that she was already in the arms of a man.

There was a familiar smell on his body, that smell was faint and fragrant, like cologne.

She looked up to see who he was, but hiccupped in an unsightly manner. Before she could see the man's appearance, the man suddenly lowered her head, grabbed her chin with her fingers, and stabilized her. She fled, her moderately thick lips were overbearing and presumptuous...

Hong Jiaqi beat the man's shoulder vigorously with her hands, struggling and resisting, but he grabbed her hands and pressed them against the wall, unable to struggle.

(End of this chapter)