School grass, your foodie is gone again

Chapter 777 The Reason For Leaving Me
All of a sudden, he stood up, dragged her to Qiyue, pressed her tightly against the wall, and looked at her with painful eyes.

"I don't believe it, you don't have me in your heart!"

Hearing his mournful roar, Zui Qiyue trembled her eyelashes, and there was a breath of pain in her eyes, "...Even if there is, it is in the past tense."

"Give me a reason, leave my reason!"

He didn't want to die for no apparent reason, all right, but from a certain day onwards, her attitude towards him changed, she was extremely indifferent.

"I……."

Most Qiyue stammered, with crystal tears glistening in her eyes.

How could she forget the day when her relationship changed, she saw the picture of Shu Yacheng flirting with him on the bed, how could she tell him that the scene of that day was just that she fell into Shu Yacheng's trap.

"The reason...is not important, what is important is that we can't go back no matter what."

Speaking excitedly, she pushed him away.

"... the most in July!!" He growled, wanting to get closer to her.

In a hurry, Qiyue pulled down her collar, exposed her entire fair neck in front of him, looked at him with blood-red eyes and said, "So..., do you think it's okay to go back?"

Looking at the big and small strawberry marks on Bai Nen's neck, every hickey reminded him of how intimate she was with other men.

Nangong Hanmu, I can clearly feel the pain of the knife cutting my whole body, the feeling of bruises...

"Ah... ah... ah..." There was a tearing scream.

Severe pain hit his body, and he could no longer control the pain in his body. He clenched his fist and smashed it against the cold wall.

He watched helplessly as the blood slowly seeped out from the joints, drop by drop, and landed crisply on the ground.

Most Qiyue stood numbly at the same place, watching him mourning his self-mutilation, even though the blood kept flowing, he refused to stop hitting the wall.

She wanted to rush up and stop his self-harm, but then she thought, what capacity would she use to stop him?
"Boom bang bang."

The sound of fists hitting the wall became louder and louder, as if he was angry with her who was indifferent.

Her indifference made him more painful, and he had an urge to destroy himself.

"Stop hitting,... woo..."

Most Qiyue originally wanted to turn around and run away, but after all, she couldn't bear to see him hurting herself, so she rushed to him and hugged him tightly.

"Stop hitting, okay?"

She couldn't help crying anymore, his self-destructive behavior made her feel extremely painful.

It was all her. If she had known earlier, she and him would have come to this point. She shouldn't have stubbornly awakened his memory back then.

His numb body, let her cry and let her hug.

"Your hand, I'll bandage it for you." He picked up his big hand in distress, blood was all over the whole hand, and he couldn't see the original appearance clearly.

"Go away!"

He withdrew his hand forcefully, and drove her away with hatred, "Go! Go far away, I don't need your sympathy!"

"You...!" Mo Qiyue felt extremely uncomfortable, her fragile and injured appearance seemed to be falling apart in an instant.

"Go!"

Nangong Han roared impatiently.

Most Qiyue gave him one last cruel look, bit her lower lip, turned around and ran away quickly.

"..."

He was left alone, standing quietly in the cold place.

She left anyway, cruelly and mercilessly. He thought that no matter how hard he drove her away, she would never leave.

The air is silent and filled with a strong sense of sadness. As long as one comes into contact with such air, one's mood will become extremely depressing and sad.

(End of this chapter)