The widow is a curse

Chapter 391 I thought about it, but... I can't do it!
Bing'er rushed out from the corridor, just when she came near the gate of the courtyard, she suddenly felt powerless.

There was a stabbing pain from the wound on the leg, obviously the wound was torn open.

She landed unsteadily on the snow, her feet slipped, and she fell heavily to the ground.

Putting her hands on the ground, she forced herself to straighten up.

On the right leg of the trousers, blood has already soaked the trouser leg, leaving a bright red mark on the snow, like a red plum blossoming in the snow.

A pair of boots walked slowly in front of her.

Looking past the blood on the ground, Bei Gongan's heart tightened involuntarily.

Putting down the piano in his hand, he quickly bent over and helped her up.

"Girl, why bother!"

Bing'er pushed away his arm, stood up straight by herself, and stared at Bei Gongan's face with deep eyes.

"I never owe anyone a favor, tell me why you saved me!"

Bei Gongan looked back into her eyes, from her eyes, he saw loneliness.

His heart suddenly ached.

"Did you save that child because he was as lonely as you?!"

Bing'er was slightly taken aback.

"how do you know!"

Bei Gongan took a deep breath, turned around and picked up the piano from the snow, and gently pointed out the snow on it.

Then, he slowly stretched out his right palm towards her.

"I'll take you back to your room!"

"You haven't answered me yet!"

Binger's voice was cold and stubborn!
"Because, I have been studying you, you and your Rakshasa Sect. I really want to know what kind of leader such a sect that has quickly changed from obscurity to fear in the world will have!"

Bei Gongan's tone was very light, and there was some unconcealable sadness in it.

"It turns out that the one hiding in the dark and watching everything is you!"

Bing'er finally realized something.

No wonder she always had the feeling of being stared at, it turned out to be him!

"Why didn't you kill me?!"

Bei Gongan raised his eyes again and looked at her tenderly.

"I thought about it, but... I can't do it!"

"You will regret it, because... if I don't die, you must die!"

Bing'er gritted her teeth as she said.

"I know, but... I can't do it!"

Bei Gongan's voice was soft and faint, but it was as deep as the snow that was flying all over the sky.

(End of this chapter)