Dear Mr.Huo: I still love you

"Let go of me! You let me go! Let me out! Let me out! You bad guys, I'll kill you, I'll kill you! " I shouted, one by one, it can be said that I tore my heart and cracked my lungs.

Until I finally shouted tired, my whole body had no strength.

Then a group of doctors in white coats came in. I couldn't hear what they were talking about. One of them had a syringe in his hand. I was afraid, afraid.

But there was no strength to struggle.

I clearly felt the needle of the syringe pierce my skin, and then I don't know what happened.

After that, I stayed in the ward day after day. When I woke up, I cried and screamed. Then when I was tired, I didn't know what to inject before I could sleep.

That day, I woke up, there was no one by the bed, and I saw a small blade on my bedside table.

I raised my head and pulled the blade from the bedside table to the bed with my face, and then moved it to my hand bit by bit.

The sharp blade cut my hand and I didn't feel any pain.

Holding the blade with my fingers to separate the rope tied to me, I looked warily at the outside of the door. Finally, when I cut the last rope, I saw someone come in outside the door.

I was so scared that I went directly under the bed to hide, watched my feet get closer and closer, and then wandered back and forth by the bed.

This man is wearing leather shoes. He should be a man. He has a familiar taste.

I carefully put my head out and saw Huoyan city.

He was nervous and didn't know who he was calling with his cell phone in his hand.

It's him! It's him! If it weren't for him, how could I provoke Zhao mengyan? If I hadn't provoked Zhao mengyan, I wouldn't look like a man without people and ghosts. Therefore, Huo Yancheng and this man are the culprits of all this.

I drilled out of the other side while he was facing the bed, and the blade in my palm had cut my palm into flesh and blood.

Close to Huoyan City bit by bit, and then cut his throat with the blade in my hand. Is it over?

I was excited to think that he would beg for mercy in front of me, and then the blood flowed out of his neck and even gushed out.

Huo Yancheng, just kill you and me.

But when I really touched Huo Yancheng's body, a voice again told me not to do so, not to do so, not to do so.

Huo Yancheng is a man I have loved for so many years. How can I bear to kill him?

The two voices kept arguing in my mind. I felt like my head was going to explode.

"Pain! It hurts! " I kept rolling on the ground with my head in my arms. The feeling of splitting headache made me want to die right now.

"Xi ran, Xi ran, how are you? doctor! Doctor, come here! " I heard the shouts of Huo Yan City, with a shrill voice.

After that, I was put to bed. It seemed that someone was helping me with my wound and someone was giving me an injection.

"No, I don't, I don't want to sleep, Huo Yancheng, please, please don't give me an injection, I will be good, I will be good." I begged.

I don't want to go back to sleep.

At first, I began to rejoice that I could sleep well, but then I felt like I was dead. I hated that feeling.