Always getting over you

He felt that if he held the knife, he would suffocate.

With his eyes closed, he took a deep breath and kept giving psychological hints.

You can't give up. It's just a knife. It's nothing to be afraid of.

We must overcome it and never give up

His fingertip touched the handle of the knife --

he gave it a jerk and held it in his hand!

And that dark psychological hint, toward his face madly.

[this is Nangong Xu's child, kill him, kill him -]

[Nangong Xu is heinous, his child should die, kill him! 】

[if you don't kill his children, he will kill your children and your two grandchildren. 】

[do it, kill him 】

go ahead, kill him, kill him

Xiao Zexin clenched the knife in his hand. His face was painful and crazy.

He felt a huge devil lurking in his body.

If you want to break your body, he can't suppress him!

[kill Nangong Xu's child, kill him 】

the voice kept echoing in my mind.

Xiao Ze credit the other hand, tightly hold the right hand.

"No..." He can't do that. Even if he dies, he can't do it!

Xiao Zexin clenched his teeth, and his eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

Then he stabbed him in the thigh with a knife!

The sharp pain brought him to his senses, followed by the shrieks of the servants.

"Mr."

Xiao Zexin pulled out the fruit knife and threw it aside.

Blood was bubbling out of his thigh, but he felt strangely happy.

He knows. If he gets out of control, he will hurt himself!

Physical pain, will let him quickly sober up.

As long as you don't hurt like the moon, this injury is nothing.

Nangong Ruyue leaned against the head of the bed, feeling uneasy.

She couldn't help looking at the other side worried.

"What are you looking at, madam?" Chen Fen asked.

"Nothing." She shook her head.

I don't know why. She always feels that something happened to Xiao Zexin.

Maybe, it's her heart.

************

the next day.

Xiao Zexin is still in a coma.

The injury on his thigh was very serious. He bled too much, so he was a little weak.

Across the second floor, suddenly came a low piano sound.

Xiao Zexin opened his eyes slowly.

Listening to the music, he felt very comfortable.

But after listening for a while, he frowned.

Because he seemed to hear the smell of sadness.

People who play the piano will change their emotions into the sound of the instrument. People who understand music can generally hear the mood of the player.

Xiao Zexin propped up and looked at the opposite window.

It seems that through the window, he saw Nangong Ruyue, sitting in front of the piano and looking down at his serious performance.

Her heart was sad, and he was in low spirits.

I don't know what to do to get her out of here and stop wasting time on him.

In fact, he had thought of talking hard to her and encouraging her to leave.

But now she can't be stimulated at all.

If you don't pay attention to it, it will make her move, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Maybe she just knew that he didn't dare to stimulate her, so she ran after her at all costs.

Xiao Zexin leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes.

He thought, stick to it.

When she gave birth to a child, after the month, he would be able to face her better.

But it's more than two months away.

He has a headache.

Now, his life is like a year. Two months is really a test.