Love is like melting

Chapter 152 They are both hurt

He never thought that the person who hurt him the most in this life was actually his beloved.

Ji Yerong was stunned when he saw the flood of moisture on his face.

She had never seen Lian Mo show such a look, almost hopeless; she had never seen Lian Mo shed tears like this.

It wasn't until this moment that she really realized that she had hurt him, hurt him deeply.

He was really in extreme pain, otherwise, how could a person like him... cry in front of her.

"Sorry……"

"I'm sorry for what?" Lian Mo approached her step by step, and asked furiously: "I'm sorry that you teamed up with him to take revenge on me, or I'm sorry that you never really loved me, you have been lying to me!"

Ji Yerong was powerless to refute, and his heart was pierced like a knife. No matter how he expected it at the beginning, he could not have imagined that it would become such a situation.

"I finally know why you came back. I finally understand why you never said you love me, because you don't love me at all. You are just using me and taking revenge on me. Ji Yerong, you really deserve to die!"

He gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression wishing to make the skin cramp, and he was about to throw his raised hand towards her face.

Ji Yerong didn't defend himself, but watched his slaps coming towards him, instead of avoiding them, he closed his eyes gently.

Fourth brother, I'm sorry.

The empty restaurant, the silence of the room and the decay of the years have changed them beyond recognition.

In the quiet space, even a needle falling on the ground can be heard.

She held her breath and waited for his slap to come down. After a long time without pain, she opened her eyes suddenly.

Lian Mo's scarlet eyes were filled with desolation and powerlessness, and her big palm froze on her face, only a fingertip away, and stopped.

While hating her, he also hated himself. At this moment, he still couldn't bear to touch her.

His pausing palm made Ji Yerong's eyes turn red, and she also realized something. Seeing the pain in his eyes, she couldn't be more heartbroken.

"Ji Yerong, I really want to kill you!" Thin lips pursed lightly, each word was squeezed out from the throat with difficulty, accompanied by the smell of blood.

As much as love is unforgettable, how much hate will be ashamed, because love and hate have always been one and have never been separated.

"I'm sorry!" With her lack of vocabulary, she could only say the most useless three words at this time: sorry.

And these three words sound ridiculous to Lian Mo's ears, he said "I love you" desperately, but she only responded with "I'm sorry"!
"How could you treat me like this? Ji Yerong, I gave you and Hibiscus a new life, I gave you a home, your life is mine, your people are mine, even if I tell you to die , you can only die obediently, how could you betray me, how dare you?"

He was like an irrational beast, questioning over and over again, approaching step by step, even he couldn't believe that his Ayu would treat him like this!

The moment he saw Liancheng, he heard the sound of cracking from the depths of his soul, and saw his internal organs were torn apart by knives, and his blood flowed into rivers.

Ji Yerong had already been pushed against the table by him, unable to retreat, his white teeth clenched his dilapidated lips, his mouth was full of bloody smell, his cold eyes were already damp and hot, and the light was shattered.

The stern black shadow enveloped her whole body, blocking all the light, and the big palm clasped her waist tightly, as if a little more effort could break her in half.

He stared at her stubbornly, the affectionate love in the past had long since disappeared, only hatred, only anger, and only destruction remained!

He was crazy, driven crazy by her.

Ji Yerong's eyes froze, and his body shuddered instinctively. Sensing what he wanted to do, he struggled desperately, "Fourth brother, calm down..."

calm?

Ah!Now, is he still calm down?
When he thought that Liancheng had touched her, and that she and Liancheng had two children, his heart ached like he was dying.

The big hand grabbed the tablecloth and pulled it hard. The plates on the table and everything fell to the ground, shattered and rattled.

The dinner she carefully prepared for him turned into garbage in an instant.

Before Ji Yerong could react, he had already thrown him heavily on the table, hitting the hard and cold table with the back of her head, causing her eyes to turn black from the pain.

When the scene in front of her gradually became clear, she saw Lian Mo, whom she had never seen before. Her expression was numb, her eyes were scarlet and full of destruction, and her skeletal hands were like a god of death holding a scythe, trying to tear her apart.

She saw the overwhelming seawater sweeping in, completely submerging her, dark, cold, and the pain from the suffocating feeling of being unable to breathe spread to every part of her body.

The blood in the body seemed to be frozen and stopped flowing, every cell was crying in pain, every inch of skin was hurting, but the most painful was on the left side of the chest.

If love is a game of fighting, then in this love, there is no winner.Her love was hopeless and helpless, his love was crazy but broken, neither of them won.

They are both losers.

The most painful thing in this world is not not getting it, the most heart-wrenching thing is the sweetness that was once owned, but lost in a moment of turning around.

How sweet the memory is, how hurtful the truth will be.

On her ring finger was still fluttering the red string tied by his own hands, but in the blink of an eye she was no longer his wife.

He used to have countless assumptions about that "unknown number", but he never imagined that these four words would put him in doom.

He couldn't bear such a truth, nor could he accept it.

Reason has long been swallowed by anger and hatred, and his behavior is out of control. Perhaps at this moment, only in this way can he vent all the grief and powerlessness in his heart.

He knows that he loves her too late, but he has tried his best to make up for the time when he didn't have time to love her.

How could she treat him like this!
How could he completely destroy his love and happiness and bring him back to his original form when he thought he was only one step away from happiness.

How can she marry someone else.

It's not good who she marries, why does that person have to be Liancheng!
Mu Ye, admire Ye Rong.

Oh, what a good name!

very nice.

The entire restaurant is like a strong wind passing through, no one is intact, the chairs are tilted here and there, the floor is in a mess, and the glass fragments are shining with cold light.

He stood by the dining table, his face was ashen, he looked at her with empty eyes, his tenderness disappeared like water, his coldness and disgust were nakedly presented, "Ji Yerong, I would rather you die in that explosion four years ago middle."

Then she would still be his Ayu, who was single-minded and never betrayed her!

Ji Yerong's body froze.

For a moment, his big cold palm pressed against her neck and tightened his strength, really wanting to strangle her to death.

He said "Ji Yerong" one by one, cold and distant, and would never call her tenderly and lovingly: Ayu.

The stiff arm was raised slowly and heavily, trying to grab his sleeve cautiously.

When his fingertips were about to touch his sleeve, he quickly dodged it, leaving her hand frozen in midair lonely.

He watched her condescendingly, without a trace of turmoil or emotion in his shadowy eyes, he just looked at her like this, and then drove her into the cold and dark abyss with one sentence.

He said, "Ji Yerong, you are so dirty, it makes me sick."

Before he finished speaking, he turned and left, as if she was so dirty that even if he looked at her more, his eyes would be dirty.

Ji Yerong's hand dropped down suddenly, watching his tall figure drifting away, his numb lips tremblingly pursed from the pain, trying to say something, but no sound came out.

Sitting up from the table while supporting his frail body, his legs were trembling. His right leg was not good, but now he couldn't stand up at all, slipped off the table in an instant, and fell to the ground.

The palm resting on the ground was pierced by the debris, and the blood surged instantly, and the heart-piercing fainted all over the place.

The pupils of the pupils were wet under the thin eyelashes, and the curly eyelashes trembled violently. The nose and throat were filled with a strong smell of blood.

The lips that had lost their blood color trembled and collided lightly, and the seemingly invisible voice was filled with endless sadness and humbleness oozing from the bones, "I thought...you don't want...me..."

(End of this chapter)