Newly married wrong love, blaming ex-wife

Chapter 308
"Don't get me wrong," Mu Tianqing frowned slightly, "She wanted to help me, not push me."

And Mu Tianqing's explanation didn't change at all, it was still the same kind of bloodthirsty, that kind of bloodlust.

Just like when he pressed Mu Tianen against the window back then, like he pressed her into the water, made her drink the water in the bathtub again and again, and made her suffocate again and again, time and time again. Life is better than death.

He did it, once, twice, three times, countless times.

And now.

Ling Ze stretched out his hand, and gently stroked Mu Tianqing's hair, so gentle and pity, and then he gently hugged her.

"let's go."

"But, er..."

Mu Tianqing couldn't bear it.

"It's between me and her."

Ling Ze interrupted Mu Tianen's words. Others don't know the meaning, but Mu Tianen knows.

Yes, this is their business, not Mu Tianqing's. Mu Tianqing will never be a third party, and the third party is Mu Tianen from beginning to end.

When Ling Ze was about to leave, Mu Tianen saw that warning and indifference.

She stretched out her hands, still shaking slightly.

The familiar fragrance of orange blossom seems to be lost in everything here, lingering for a long time, and still staying for a long time.

Mu Tianen walked to the table, then picked up a tomato from the table, sat there and ate it, eating mouthfuls, swallowing mouthfuls, and then almost swallowing them with all his strength.

She knew that her sister was dead.

And what came back was a demon...

The sun outside finally fell, and the clear sky was replaced by darkness. In the silence of the room, there was no sound, and for Mu Tianen, it was the same whether there was sound or not.

Because she found that her ears seemed to be a little hard to hear again.

The door outside rang, followed by only a gust of cold wind, this wind was very cold, and it was also very cold, like the coldness under the first clear sky of ice and snow.

The cold almost cut her skin.

She took another mouthful of noodles, then swallowed.

With a ding, a bunch of keys were also dropped on the table.

But Mu Tianen was still eating.

She put one hand on her lower abdomen, she only wanted his life, and he also saved her life.

If it wasn't for her, she thought she would starve herself to death, or, kill herself.

If it wasn't for him, she shouldn't be able to bear this.

It's not that her life is hard, nor is her heart hard, it's just because no one knows that there is another him in this world, she lives for him, and he lives because of her.

Ling Ze just sat there, he watched her eat, and he also waited for her to finish eating.

Mu Tianen picked up the bowl, and drank the soup in the bowl one mouthful at a time.

From now on, she will not ask him if he has eaten, is he hungry?

She wiped the corner of her mouth with a tissue, then looked at him calmly.

"I want to know, what does derailment mean?"

She asked, very calmly, no, she just wanted to know, is the sister back, or the devil back?
"It's what you think."

Ling Ze put his hand on Mu Tianen's hair, as before, but Mu Tianen felt his scalp hurt.

And this feeling is all too familiar to her.

That's how Xu Lanying from Zeng Jin grabbed her by the hair, and now it's his turn, right?

Ling Ze exerted more force, and a hair was pulled out in his hands.

"Mu Tianen, you owe her this, shouldn't you pay her back?"

"But who will pay me back?"

Mu Tianen asked him quietly, this face is so calm, does he really think she doesn't hurt?She is incapable of pain, is her blood cold?

"Who will pay me back?"

"My hair, my stomach, half of my blood, who will give me back?"

She suddenly smiled, and the smile was very pale.

"You, or Xu Lanying?"

"I'm not going to pay Mu Tianqing back, but can you pay me back?"

Ling Ze let go of his hand, and he grabbed a few hairs in his hand, and he found that his fingers were trembling slightly now, and he couldn't stop this trembling.

"You pay yourself back." He originally apologized to her, but now, she still wants to hurt Tianqing again, and that trace is gone.

Then he went over with one hand, this time he grabbed her hair fiercely, and then tore off the first floor, and the pain on Mu Tianen's scalp followed again.

"She has always defended you. She never said that you wanted to kill her. You are responsible for everything you are suffering now. You are pretending to be innocent. If you are innocent, then what about Tianqing? Did she deserve to be killed?"

Mu Tianen stretched out his hand to grab his own hair, and then endured it with all his might.

Then she suddenly seemed to be crazy, pulling her hair vigorously with both hands, one after another, strand after strand.

He doesn't need to tear it up, she tears it up by herself.

She tore it one by one, but Ling Ze froze there.

"enough?"

She stuffed her bloody hair into her hands, is that enough?
"Didn't you say that I owed her, so let me pay it back?"

"What do you want me to pay back, hair. Blood, flesh, or what?"

"madman!"

Ling Ze threw the hair in his hand on the ground, then stood up, and walked out, but his steps were much faster than usual.

And the moment the door closed, Mu Tianen picked up those hairs from the table with trembling hands, picking them up strand by strand, and letting them go strand by strand.

She put her hair on her face, and rubbed it lightly.

Ling Ze knows how much she loves her hair, and it is precisely because Zeng Jin lost it that she loves it more, is more nervous, and cares more.

Those bald days were the most indelible time in her heart, and also the wound she most wanted to cover, but was exposed to the air again.

And that's all she can do.

She put her hand on her lower abdomen, there was no madness in her eyes at this moment, all that was left was peace and quiet.

No one knows Ling Ze better than her, she can't bear Ling Ze's other revenge, his temper is only towards others, but she is the one who did it.

Especially for Mu Tianqing, he can do anything.

She is crazy by herself, it just hurts, but if he comes crazy, it may be her life
So she can only choose this.

She carefully packed her hair in a bag, and then took it outside. She wanted to bury it in the soil, but she remembered that human hair is not so easy to dissolve. It may be decades or hundreds of years , still existed, so she burned all these hairs in the end, and burned them very cleanly, so that no one would be able to find them again.

She walked in again, and then stood in front of the mirror, looking at her scalp which was torn again, blood-stained and ugly.

(End of this chapter)