Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 124 It is not an exaggeration to say that it is entanglement to death
It's not that he hasn't seen Yu Qing's fragile appearance, but all this still makes him curl up his palms subconsciously.

She curled up in a protective shape, her waist-length black hair covered her palm-sized face in a mess, and her facial features could hardly be seen, but he subconsciously imagined her current appearance look.

I saw her tightly holding the other wrist with one hand, the upper hand turned white due to excessive force, and the other hand was already starting to turn red from being pinched.

Yu Yanshen's heart suddenly tightened, as if her hand was pinching his heart.

He is a little unconscious tonight, and the effects of alcohol are often experienced here.

Picking up the mobile phone on the street stall, there are several unanswered calls on it, all of which are his own.

He thought she and Funo——

he thought.

That's why I impulsively smashed the window in.

At that time, he himself didn't know what he was doing to lose his identity.

His eyes were thick and dark. He put the phone aside first, and leaned over to the bed.

The cold fingertips stroked Yu Qing's black hair that lingered on his face, and his movements were almost cautious.

"Qingqing?"

Yu Qing frowned.

Yu Yanshen remembered that Yu Qing had a nightmare like this when she was at his house last time, and she seemed to be sleeping very badly.

Reaching out and pinching Yu Qing's earlobe, he said in a deep voice, "Yu Qing, wake up."

Yu Qing didn't wake up, and even frowned even tighter.

The body is curled up in an abnormal curvature, almost turning into a snail.

Yu Yan felt that something was wrong, and reached out his hand to break her apart, but just as he touched her arm, she was grabbed by her other hand.

The force was so great that he felt pain instantly.

He frowned subconsciously, "Yu Qing, Song..."

It's just that before he finished speaking, his eyes stopped on her white wrist.

Letting her pinch his arm, he turned on the bedside light a little brighter.

Lifting Yu Qing's other arm, he stroked the tender flesh at the elbow with his fingertips.

On the arm that should have been as white as a wall, it was actually densely covered with traces of various knives.

Intertwined, new and old.

The deep one seemed to have cut into an artery, and the shallow one also scratched her fair skin.

This is--

Self-harm?

It's not that Yu Yanshen has never seen someone who harms himself, even he has seen it since he was a child.

Therefore, he should not feel much about this kind of self-harm scar.

However, from the time he saw those criss-crossing scars, it was as if densely packed needlepoints were piercing the tenderest flesh at the bottom of his heart, piercing down little by little, thousands of times in a second, making his breath Sour.

His eyes became thicker and thicker, and even extended a dangerous chill.

Reminiscent of Yu Qing's movement of pinching his arm just now, it's too familiar.

People who cut their wrists will have a heavy and numb illusion in their wrists when blood is draining from their veins, and that illusion makes people subconsciously pinch their arms.

Just like a person who has been punched in the abdomen will subconsciously cover his abdomen.

But in fact, this is done because the person who cut his wrist still wants to live when he is looking for death.

But they couldn't live, so the desire to survive deep in their hearts forced them to contain the wounds.

His breathing became heavier almost instantly, and he suddenly bent down and clamped Yu Qing's jaw.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she was entangled to death, as thunder and lightning whizzed past outside the window, he bit her lip.

　Clearly drop the 'vest' a little bit... In fact, I am quite looking forward to the rivalry scene between Mr. Yu and the third male.

　　It can be seen from the last chapter that the third male is the legendary... sick and delicate?
　　More serious.

　　In fact, being sick is too scary in real life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)