Dirty Games

She didn't know what to say because she had no idea what he was doing.

He stumbled in and grabbed a handful of roses from the ground. His fingers suddenly tightened, and the delicate flowers broke into a pool of mud, which fell from his fingers one after another.

But that doesn't seem to be enough.

He raised his feet and trampled violently in the sea of flowers. The beautiful flowers were trampled on one by one mercilessly, as if his invincible dignity were all broken into slag.

She flashed her long eyelashes, and her red lips moved. She wanted to speak, but she could not spit out half a syllable. She only felt the tears gushing out of her eyes like crazy and running on her cheek like crazy.

After a long time, the voice finally broke through her throat and burst out, "don't step on it, Lu Haoyang, don't step on it. What's wrong with you

Lu Haoyang didn't speak. His eyebrows twisted ferociously. He breathed heavily into his mouth, as if some place in his body was emitting severe pain. He had to bend down to support the wall with one hand and press his chest with the other.

She saw his abnormality and ran over nervously. She wanted to hold him and was thrown away by him, "get out of here!"

She didn't dare to go away. She didn't know how much wine he had drunk, but how could his body bear it if he poured it into his throat like water.

"I'm going to leave. Will you lock me up?" She asked on purpose, and he had just said that if she left the villa, she would not see the sun tomorrow.

He snorted, his mouth floating a strange arc of laughter, "I really want to strangle you!" He said, biting his teeth.

"I know." The corners of her mouth slightly curved upward, and an almost sad smile floated on her face.

In his eyes, she has always been a nuisance.

"What do you know?" He sneered, spit out a few words with difficulty, and then stumbled toward the window.

He seemed to want to breathe some fresh air to relieve the pain in his chest, but before he reached the window, he fell into the messy mud with a grunt.

"Lu Haoyang, you Are you all right? " She screamed, and his expression seemed very uncomfortable. She didn't know whether he was drunk or alcoholism.

"I I'll call 120. " She wanted to go downstairs to get her cell phone and was grabbed by him.

He stretched out his iron arm and she fell on him.

"No going anywhere!" He ordered.

She was a little relieved that she was not alcoholism if she could speak.

"Do you have any pain?" She asked again.

"Well." He nodded.

"Where does it hurt? Is it the stomach?"

The way of drinking just now hurt the stomach most. She guessed that he had broken his stomach.

"No He shook his head, grabbed her hand and put it on his left chest. "It hurts here."

This is where the heart is, and she has run over and has a violent spasm.

"You Do you have a heart ache? "

"Well." He was drunk to answer the voice, at the moment he was eight points drunk, thought almost controlled by alcohol.

Now, she is really flustered.

Before, she had been very curious about what was wrong with his body, but she never thought it would be the heart, which was serious.

"Lu Haoyang, you Do you have a heart attack? "

"I guess so." He murmured, grasping her hand and pressing her chest hard. It seemed that the place was very painful and painful, which made him unbearable.

She was frightened, so anxious that tears were streaming. In an instant, all the fear disappeared, leaving only anxiety and worry.

"Knowing that your heart is not good, why do you always lose your temper and keep drinking?"

"One day, I will be angry with you," he said

"Then I'll get out of here, OK? Get out of your sight." She sniffed and stammered.

"No way." He snorted, and a sinister cold light passed through his eyes.

"If you don't love, why bother?" She was distressed, sad and puzzled.

"No love..." He has a strange smile on his face, "I give you my heart, do you want to?"

"I can't afford it." She said so calm, and so calm, but in that calm and calm bottom, but with inexplicable sadness, and deep resentment.

"Can't afford it, or don't want it?" His tone was full of mockery, but not at her, but at himself.

He calculated thousands of calculations, calculated everything, but only did not calculate, she will enter his heart, will never be expelled out.

"I'm the person you hate. I know myself and dare not to make meaningless delusions." She said it honestly.

His heart is Ma Xueting's, and there is only Ma Xueting in it. She is only worthy of being a pawn to be consumed.

"I hate your self-knowledge." He held her head as if he wanted to put his finger in it and eliminate all the negative energy that he hated."I know." She drooped her eyelids, thick long eyelashes covered her injured eyes, showing only a submissive expression.

Don't want to offend him, but he is still angry, "don't say these three words again!" He growled, and his expression of pain deepened.

Her hand on his chest, you can clearly feel his violent ups and downs of the chest, and heavy disorder of the heartbeat.

"Don't be angry. I'll get you some medicine. Where did you put it?"

Last time, she looked through the whole villa and couldn't find the medicine.

"No medicine." He asked directly and simply.

"Then I'll call an ambulance." She wanted to stand up, but his arm wouldn't relax, "don't move."

"Stop it, Lu Haoyang. You have a heart attack. It's not fun. It will kill you." She cried, afraid to struggle or move, for fear of aggravating his "illness.".

"Fool Meng, you should wish me to die. If I die, you will be free."

He closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth rose as if he were laughing. The smile is bitter and ethereal, like the mist floating in the night, more like a heavy sigh.

"What are you talking about? Although you have a bad temper and are overbearing and unreasonable, I don't want you to have anything. You are not allowed to do anything." She wailed and tears fell on his chest.

This guy must not only be sick, but also drunk, otherwise he would not even ignore his own life.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at her in drowsy eyes. "Fool Meng, tonight is your last chance. If I am not dead and live to tomorrow, you will never think of escaping."

She just wanted to vomit blood.

Although she wanted to run away, she never ignored his life. She was not so selfish and cold-blooded.

"Lu Haoyang, tell me quickly where the medicine is. I'll get it for you. I tell you, I'm stupid. You're going to faint. I won't do artificial respiration or cardiac resuscitation. Then, you'll be dead. I I want to be a widow. I don't want to be a widow, woo... "

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