Dirty Games

"Lu Haoyang, what are you doing? We are divorced now. I have a fiance. Please respect me." Jing Xiaomeng said with a little exasperation.

"Fool Meng, I know you hate me, hate my divorce and marry Ma Xueting, but I have a hard time. I never forget my wish under the meteor that day. The only person I want is you. " His eyes were burning with pain and helpless sorrow.

He knew that he was losing her bit by bit. He knew that the misunderstanding was about to destroy their only trace of emotion. He wanted to save it and try to make up for it.

But she didn't intend to believe him at all.

"It's your secret disease, isn't it?"

She couldn't help it any longer, so she decided to tear up the veil and put the secret on the table.

Lu Haoyang ran over with a violent fright, "how do you know?"

"You don't care how I know, but you can't fool me. I know very well that I am extremely unfortunate to be the only woman you can touch. It is for this reason that you have been forbidding me to leave, limiting my personal freedom and trying to turn me into your inflatable doll

She pauses and goes on, "now, you think your secret illness is over, so you don't hesitate to divorce me and marry your first love. What you didn't expect is that your hidden disease will recur. Last time Ma Xueting touched you, you felt sick and nauseous. I saw it all and understood everything. You finally have a demand for me, and finally see the value of my use, so you want to look back, and use the coastal city project to threaten me, imprison me, and want me to become your plaything again. But I won't be stupid any more. I can see through you, Lu Haoyang! "

She raised her head and looked at her. Her face was violent and savage. Her voice was full of vicious, unrestrained and indignant anger.

Lu Haoyang was startled, as if he had been hit by a fierce sniper, and his shoulder was shaking violently.

His face was as white as paper, as white as chalk, and his eyes were bigger than brass bells, staring at her.

His breath was quick and heavy, his eyes were disordered, his voice was painful and his forehead was bleak, "so, you always think so, you always look at me like this. Originally I am in your heart, so dirty, so unbearable

"Isn't it true? Men think with their lower body, and you are no exception. You can't have anything more to do with me than physiological needs? " She said with a sneer and a sneer.

He pressed his lips, silent, and the muscles of the corners of his mouth were taut. It was obvious that he was gnawing his teeth.

After a long time, he began to laugh, sad, bitter, painful and sad.

Such expression, let her some fear, unconsciously back a few steps.

Suddenly, he rushed to the tea table, grabbed the fruit knife on it and put it into her hand. "Peel my heart to see if it's like you said, to see if I have any other feelings for you besides physiological needs?"

Frightened, she let go of her hand and did not dare to hold the handle of the knife, but he grasped her hand and aimed the tip of the knife at his heart.

His beautiful facial features are ferociously twisted, and his eyes are spewing crazy flames.

His face was blue, his breath was short and his lips were white, as if he had lost his mind completely.

"Strip my heart, peel it off!" His voice was fierce, hoarse and shrill, like the whine of wild animals. With a sudden force, the tip of his knife pierced into his muscles.

Blood gushed out in an instant and dyed his white shirt red.

She screamed in horror and convulsed violently.

She desperately wanted to take her hand out, desperately wanted to release the dagger, but he held it tightly and refused to relax.

With another effort of his finger, the point of the knife went deeper, and the blood flowed like a spring, and half of his shirt was dyed red.

Her face was so white that even her lips lost color.

The blood was so terrible that it pricked her eyes and her heart.

She thought he was crazy, as if she was mad, angry enough to want to commit suicide.

She trembled violently, shook her head desperately, prayed, grieved, and pitifully shook her head. Tears rolled down in a string, and burst into her face crazily, "no, Lu Haoyang, please, let go of it, you will die, you will die!"

"I just want you to see if my heart is so unbearable and despicable." He roared in a fierce voice.

"Even if you are really like this, I accept it. I want to reunite with you and start again with you, but you don't want me! When I was lying unconscious in the hospital, when I needed you most, you chose to divorce me, abandon me and marry someone else. Why do you do this to me, why? "

She wailed, suppressed for a long time of grievances, sadness, unwillingness and resentment gushed out of her heart.

"Stupid Meng..." His heart, his soul, was torn to pieces in her cry.He finally released his hand, perhaps because of too much blood flow, his face was like marble, pale and almost transparent.

She did not care to cry, care not to talk, flustered to call the doctor.

The wound was so deep that it took the doctor more than ten stitches to stop the bleeding.

She watched, scared to death.

He must be self abuse again, will be so cruel to himself, so cruel.

"Lu Haoyang, you are a madman, a madman!"

"Can I not be mad if you are so angry with me?" He lay in his chair and laughed bitterly.

"It's me who's been teased, and I'm the one who's been abandoned. What's the matter with you?" She sniffed, tears in her eyes.

"I never thought that the misunderstanding between us could be so deep." He sighed heavily, panting like a wounded lion king.

"It's not a misunderstanding, it's a fact. You're not cured yet, are you?" She curled her lips.

Besides some incurable diseases, the most difficult to treat in the world are mental and mental diseases.

"Fool Meng, you are born to fit me. You have to accept your fate." He reached out and rubbed her head.

"I'll take my life, but you don't want me." Her tone was full of bitterness.

"I never want you. We are separated only temporarily." He said in a low voice.

She didn't believe it. He always said that, but he couldn't give her any reason to believe it.

She couldn't think of anything else that could make him suddenly divorce her and marry Ma Xueting, besides the problem of hidden diseases.

"Lu Haoyang, after all, we are husband and wife. I don't ask for anything else, just promise me one thing. If the bacteria in my body broke out again, if I was dying, you would divorce Ma Xueting and marry a kind and tolerant woman. Otherwise, I'll die in my eyes, become a fierce ghost, pester you every day, and make you restless day and night. "

He couldn't laugh or cry, "stupid Meng, are you jealous, or are you unwilling to be pried into the corner by her?"

I'm for my children.

She said in her heart.

But the mouth is another saying, "that woman is too bad for you."

"A dead duck has a hard mouth." His thin lips made a slight arc.

She gave him a feigned angry sidelong glance. "If you couldn't touch me, you wouldn't have changed the contract. When Du Ruoling's baby is born, you will divorce me, right? "

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