Mr. Qin's cinnabar mole

Chapter 432 Sheng Lang: You Lost My Love

As if struck by lightning, Qin Shu's body swayed in the wind like a boneless flower.

"Sheng Lang." The dagger in Qin Shu's hand kept trembling. If Sheng Lang hadn't been holding her right hand, the dagger would have fallen from Qin Shu's hand to the ground.

"What are you afraid of?" Sheng Lang stared at Qin Shu's white fingers, his gaze became dark and incomprehensible. "From the moment you got the courage to get on the plane and come to Los Angeles to meet me, you've made your decision."

The corner of Sheng Lang's lips moved, his smile was so bleak. "You want my life."

As soon as he said this, Qin Shu's cheeks turned white in an instant, and all blood was lost.

Sheng Lang thrust the sword blade hard into the top of the white shirt on his chest.

The skin is punctured.

Sheng Lang frowned slightly, but didn't hear him say anything.

Qin Shu watched helplessly as bright red blood beads wet Sheng Lang's white shirt.

Her eyes trembled slightly, she bit her lips with white teeth, trying to pull the dagger out.But Sheng Lang held her hand tightly, everything was under Sheng Lang's control, Qin Shu couldn't shake the dagger at all.

"Your heart hurts?" Sheng Lang asked uncertainly.

How could Qin Shu admit that she was heartbroken.

She shook her head, stared at Sheng Lang stubbornly, and said, "You should have known that from the moment you pushed me into that bedroom with your own hands, you cut off the relationship between us. To you, I only have hatred, Only resentment, no love or heartache.”

Qin Shu smiled miserably, and said, "Sheng Lang, I wish you could die." When she said this, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Thinking of that desperate night more than ten years ago, Qin Shu's heart was filled with hatred for Sheng Lang.

Her heart became ruthless, and she pushed forward vigorously with her right hand.

The cold and sharp knife pushed into the flesh and blood of Sheng Lang's chest inch by inch.Sheng Lang also has flesh and blood, and knows pain.He frowned in pain, but looked at Qin Shu's eyes without any trace of blame.

He even raised his other hand over his left.He said, "Little Shu, your strength is too weak." After saying that, he actually helped Qin Shu to strengthen her.

The dagger pierced into his chest in an instant, touching the sternum.The pain of being torn apart cannot be described in words.

More blood gushed out, dripping down the dagger to the ground.

This scene reminded Qin Shu of 31 years ago.

That time when she was kidnapped by kidnappers, Sheng Lang broke into the wolf's den alone, fighting with the kidnappers with only a dagger.During the fight, the knife in the kidnapper's hand cut Sheng Lang's leg, and Sheng Lang immediately knelt on the ground.

It was summer at that time, and he was dressed coolly. Seeing the bloody flesh on Sheng Lang's leg and the white bones, Qin Shu was so frightened that he lost his words.That was the first and only time Sheng Lang knelt down in his life.

The scene in front of me overlapped and merged with the scene 31 years ago.

He used to love her so much that he was willing to give his life for her!

"Ah!" Qin Shu's eyes were reddened by the red, she screamed, and with a sudden burst of strength, she successfully broke away from Sheng Lang's hands.

Qin Shu backed up again and again, hitting the dining table with her back, and barely stabilized her body.

Qin Shu looked down at her hands, tears streaming down her face.

She can't do it!
"What's wrong?" Sheng Lang supported the dagger and asked her, "Are you worried that if the heart is taken out now, it will die? Don't worry, I can go to Kyoto with you."

Hearing this, Qin Shu's eyes suddenly burst out with endless pain.

She grabbed the skirt fabric on her chest and scolded Sheng Lang: "You are so ruthless, Sheng Lang, can't you be more ruthless and make me hate it more thoroughly?"

Why can't she do it?

Why does she still feel distressed when she sees Sheng Lang's blood!

It was the first time for Qin Shu to realize that she was not abusive. Sheng Lang had hurt her like that, yet she still loved him unbelievably!
Hearing this, the stern expression on Sheng Lang's face finally loosened a little.A trace of joy and disbelief crept up his cheeks.

Holding the dagger in his hand, he suddenly said, "There is something I've always wanted to ask you."

Qin Shu stabilized her mind before she nodded, "Ask."

Sheng Lang stared at her intently, but his tone sounded cautious and hesitant, "You" Sheng Lang endured the pain and took a step closer to her.

The distance between the two was shortened, and Qin Shu could see Sheng Lang's Adam's apple rolling because of nervousness.

"Have you ever loved me?"

Qin Shu was taken aback.

Do I need to ask this question?
Seeing that Qin Shu didn't answer, Sheng Lang laughed at himself. "Sure enough, I was thinking too much. You really never loved me."

"I loved you." Qin Shu admitted frankly.

The craziest things she did in her life were all related to Sheng Lang.Give birth to a child for Sheng Lang, cut off the relationship between father and daughter for Sheng Lang, and elope with Sheng Lang.

"I used to like you very much." Qin Shu lowered her head and said, "I suffered from depression because of you. After you came back, my condition gradually improved."

"But you pushed me into hell with your own hands."

Qin Shu's eyes were full of tears, and Sheng Lang's expression and appearance could no longer be clearly seen in her sight. "Sheng Lang, I love you very much, do you believe it?"

Ever since Qin Shu admitted that she had loved him, Sheng Lang fell into silence.

After Qin Shu finished speaking, Sheng Lang felt an impulse. He decided to put aside the question that had been lurking in his heart for more than 20 years. "You said you loved me"

"Yes, I love you."

"You love me, so let me ask you, 27 years ago, I was briefly released from prison for two days. I went to Kyoto by car to find you. When I found you, you were standing by the window of Zhu Chengguang's bedroom, with him Loving, loving, inseparable.”

Every time he thinks of that incident, Sheng Lang's heart feels like being stabbed by a sharp knife.

So painful, so uncomfortable.

Something warm rolled down from the end of Sheng Lang's eyes.All of Sheng Lang's resentment and anger erupted in an instant, and he growled sharply: "You keep saying you love me, why are you willing to be with other men when I have only been in prison for three years!"

Qin Shu was in a daze when she heard the words.

She frowned, her expression shocked. "Three years ago, you were released from prison?"

"Yes!"

Sheng Lang dropped the bloody dagger in his hand, he suddenly grabbed Qin Shu's arms, approached her face-to-face, and pressed her arms on the table behind him.

Sheng Lang stared at the beautiful face below him with red eyes, his expression was painful, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I went to you with high hopes, and wanted to tell you that my sentence was reduced for my good performance in prison. I originally planned to repeat my third year of high school. A good university, strive to have a good future, and give you a good life in the future."

"I envisioned the future so beautifully, and I am full of expectations and enthusiasm for it. But you! You gave me a blow in the head!"

"Qin Shu!"

"I am willing to give up everything for you, but what about you!"

As if venting all his strength, he leaned his head against Qin Shu's neck and murmured choked with sobs: "You smashed my dream, you ruined my love."

(End of this chapter)