Sweet love: the president's 18-year-old sweet wife

Chapter 157 I Killed
The smell of blood charged across the room, Huo Zihua's eyes kept looking at Ji Keyu, but his deep gaze slowly became nothingness, even with a sense of relief.

The dagger slipped weakly from his hand and made a bone-piercing sound when it fell to the ground. His body slowly pressed down and lay on her body, touching her frightened face steadily with bloody hands. He smiled weakly and asked her, "Are you happy?"

Ji Keyu just hid back in fear with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't move away from under him. She could only feel that the blood kept gushing out, staining her clothes...

His hand slowly slipped from her face, and his lips were next to her ear, his voice was so weak that it was unrecognizable, but he could vaguely hear him say: "Keyu, I'm sorry..."

He destroyed her already happy marriage, trapped her here thinking she could get a desired result, tortured her in the name of love, and selfishly wanted her to raise their children after his death.

I hope she will never forget him for the rest of her life... Perhaps this wish has come true now, but only in the form of hatred.

Ji Keyu pushed him hard with hands that had nowhere to rest, crying helplessly, scared and helpless.

She wanted him to die, but she was very scared when he was dying and fell on top of her.

She cried out, crying for help, Huo Zihua slowly closed her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, then slightly opened and closed her crying and said three words: "...I love you."

At this time, Ji Keyu pushed him away with all his strength, stumbled out of bed, got caught by the iron chain on his ankle, crawled to the door, pressed the combination lock randomly, He knocked hard on the door and cried, "Help!"

Aunt Rong heard the commotion here, and rushed over quickly, opened the door from the outside, and saw Ji Keyu covered in blood, Aunt Rong turned pale with fright, and hurriedly supported her and asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you? !"

Ji Keyu turned her head, pointed at Huo Zihua who was lying motionless on the bed with trembling fingers, her expression was a little dull because of panic: "...I killed someone."

The whole room was shocking, and Aunt Rong saw Huo Zihua lying on the bed, as if he had died.

Without bothering to find out what happened, he hurried to the room to help Huo Zihua up.

Although Huo Zihua was tall, he was quite thin because of his poor health. Aunt Rong reluctantly helped him downstairs and at the same time called the emergency number.

Ji Keyu subconsciously wanted to follow, but was caught by the iron chain on her feet, fell to the door, and then sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the blood on her hands, just repeating in her mind A message: she killed.

After so many nights of planning, why is she so scared now.

Will she be free when he dies?no.

She didn't think that she could live freely after killing someone. She originally planned to kill him before committing suicide. When she thought about this, she was quite calm, but now her mind was blank, just dull. Sitting at the door, his body was stained with his blood...

There was a faint voice of conversation downstairs, probably the doctor on the phone.

She didn't know if Huo Zihua was dead, but she knew that the chances of being alive might not be great.

The knife stabbed right where the heart was, and there was so much blood...

The noisy sound downstairs quickly disappeared, and Ji Keyu stood up from the ground belatedly, her legs were still a little weak.

I thought that Aunt Rong would go with her, but I didn't expect Aunt Rong to come up in a hurry as soon as she stood up, supporting her and saying, "Miss, are you not injured? How did you get into this state?"

Ji Keyu raised her hand and wiped the tears on her face. The blood stained her face instantly. After she calmed down a little, her eyes became extraordinarily calm. Looking at the blood-stained bed in the room, she asked Rong Rong lightly. Aunt: "Is he dead?"

"Miss...you really did it?"

Ji Keyu smiled, and asked Aunt Rong, "Don't people like him deserve to die?"

"Miss, although Mister is wrong, it's not that..."

"Is he still alive?" Ji Keyu interrupted Aunt Rong, now only concerned about Huo Zihua's situation.

She tried her best to cover up the fear in her heart, tried her best to be as heartless as possible, and regained her original intention. Didn't she just want him to die?

There is nothing terrible about killing someone, killing someone. There is nothing more terrible than that man now.

"I don't know yet. Mister woke up once and just asked me to stay and take good care of you." After finishing speaking, Aunt Rong sighed softly, walked to the closet, took out a set of clothes from it and said to her, "Miss, you first Go wash and change your clothes, I'll tidy up here."

Ji Keyu took the clothes dumbly, and suddenly remembered something, and his eyes fell on the dagger that had fallen by the foot of the bed. The silver blade had now turned blood red.

Aunt Rong followed her gaze, and hurriedly picked up the dagger on the ground, first put the knife outside the house, and waited for her to go to the bathroom with her clothes before tidying up the mess in the room.

Seeing the bed sheet soaked in blood, I couldn't help but sigh, and I felt even more in my heart that the husband might be in danger this time.

Originally, he was not in good health, but this time when something like this happened again, even a normal person would probably find it difficult to escape from death.

Ji Keyu was lying in the bathtub, with long iron chains extending all the way.

She calmly washed the blood on her body, like a killer who has been fighting for a long time, without any fluctuation in her eyes.

The fear at that moment was slowly replaced by reason now, and she even regretted her cowardly shouting. If Aunt Rong didn't come, she could have just watched him swallow his last breath.

That way, her nightmare would be completely over.

Under Aunt Rong's cleaning, the house became clean again, and the pungent smell of blood was replaced by the fragrance of flowers, as if nothing had happened.

She was still sitting on the sofa beside the bed, watching the sky and the sea quietly.

There was no news of Huo Zihua, and he never appeared again, maybe he died.

So what should she do now?The pregnant belly slowly appeared, and the little life was growing in her body day by day.

And the longer the time, the more she is not looking forward to it, but afraid.

This child cannot be born.

Aunt Rong brought the lunch on time, she took a sip of the soup, and asked calmly, "Aunt Rong, can you buy me abortion pills?"

"I don't dare to buy things for you without permission from the husband, and the husband attaches great importance to you and the child. During this period of time, he cooked all the meals for you with his own hands."

Ji Keyu didn't show the slightest touch when he heard this, but just vaguely knew from Aunt Rong's words that he was still alive.

I don't know when he will come back and give her double torture.

Thinking of everything, she was not afraid anymore, and she was able to look at all the turmoil with the calmest heart. Anyway, it was a life, and there was nothing else to lose.

"Can you get me some paper and pencils, then?"

Aunt Rong didn't know what she was going to do, she hesitated silently.

"I just want to paint, and I can't do other things, can I? Can't you buy this?"

Aunt Rong thought about it, paper and pen really can't do much, and seeing her locked up here every day is a bit hard, so it's better to find something to pass the time, "Yes, I will buy it for you in the afternoon."

"Thank you."

Aunt Rong went out after the meal, and Ji Keyu lay curled up on the sofa, the wind outside the window blew slowly, and the afternoon was quiet and peaceful.

Slowly close your eyes, probably pregnant, and sleepy is easier than before.

Or maybe it's because her mood has changed. She used to be in fear every day, but now her heart is extremely calm.

While half asleep and half awake, a voice suddenly appeared in my mind: "I love you."

She opened her eyes suddenly, and in her mind was the image of Huo Zihua lying on her body covered in blood that day. She didn't know if he really said that, but the voice just now was indeed his.

He was obviously weak, but he could hear very clearly.

The three words that were originally romantic and beautiful, but she heard them were extraordinarily horrifying.

Why is there such a reaction all of a sudden?

Her eyes fell out of the window without focus, and she lost all sleepiness. When she was in a daze with her eyes open, Aunt Rong came back.

According to her instructions, I bought tools for comics, but they were only paper and pens, and knives and the like did not appear in the tools.

Ji Keyu sat at the desk, holding a pen in his hand, but stared at the white paper in a daze, unable to put it down for a long time.

I want to draw some beautiful fantasies about her and Huo Zichen, but I also want to draw all her inhuman experiences.

In the end, the character design was written, and the darker present was chosen as the background of the story, because she felt that she was no longer the Ji Keyu who yearned for happiness back then. Everything had changed, whether it was the person or the heart.

The beginning of the story is a dark room, the girl is chained to the bed.

While drawing, she recalled the despair she felt when she first arrived here.

I hope that Huo Zihua will let her go out, I hope that I can get back together with Huo Zichen again.

After experiencing countless tortures, switching between hopes and disappointments, and now all illusions are shattered, she has almost forgotten what happiness is.

……

After Yin Qianxia handed in the manuscript, Concubine Tang Qi told her a message: "Xia Xia, the editorial department is going to be relocated, and it seems to be going to your place. If it's close, I'll go to your house and live there. You can tease the little prince every day."

"Really?"

"It should be true. The editor-in-chief said at the meeting in the morning that he might move next week. I'm excited just thinking about it. Don't take me in."

"How can it be? You are my Tang editor! It's too late for me to curry favor with you! And you can help me look after the children when you come at night, so I won't delay your manuscript in the future."

"Hmph, if you dare to leave the manuscript after I pass by, I can take care of you."

Yin Qianxia is not afraid of her at all now, she was a little in awe of the editor at the beginning, but after getting familiar with her, this feeling is gone, just like ordinary friends, chatting and gossiping about nothing, but they get along quite well.

(End of this chapter)