"Sister Jean, please let that man in."
"Eh?
"I would like to meet Bo Yichen, but you tell him this is the last time."
Don't say she didn't give it a chance.
One last time, do what you have to say and do it all at once.
Qin sister hurriedly nodded, for fear that XiaYe would renege.
"Oh, help me find a knife."
If one second ago Qin sister was happy, then at this moment, after she heard this, her whole heart was in her mouth.
A knife? !
"You... What do you need a knife for?"
It wouldn't be to Blimey!
"Xia Xia, don't you..."
XiaYe helplessly hooks his lips, "Rest assured, this kind of thing, I have done four years ago, in the face of death, I dare not try again."
You don't know how terrible death is until you've died once.
...
That evening, Bo Yichen entered the room and saw XiaYe standing at the French window.
The distance between each other, but a few steps.
He tried to move closer, but the woman said coldly, "Just stand there. Don't come any closer."
Men stop, at this moment, without the courage to take another step forward.
He looked at her, but her eyes only looked faintly out of the window.
The sun is setting and the light of the day is coming to an end.
"Say what you have to say."
I believe Qin Jie has told him that this is the last time she will see him.
For the last time, those four words are up to him.
One of them dies, or... The two sides never see each other again.
There was a knife on the table, and XiaYe naturally hoped that between him and her, no one would need it.
But if he must...
That's a different story.
Bo Yichen's eyes darkened as he looked at the knife on the table.
Those words, stuck in my throat, couldn't say a word.
Her attitude, it's pretty obvious.
"XiaYe, I can't let you go."
So in the end, there's only one choice.
Bo Yichen walked over, picked up the knife on the table and walked toward her step by step.
XiaYe stood still, her eyes darkened, watching the man come toward her.
In the end, I went down this road of no return.
"Have you ever thought that if you let me kill you, then I'd really be a murderer, and then... I'm going to jail again."
Those last words made Bo Yichen shudder.
Again to
No, he can't stand to see her suffer.
But if he let her go, let her go, and never see her again, he would rather die.
He walked up to her and the next moment handed her the knife.
"A suicide note was written before I came. You are not a murderer."
And he... killed himself.
XiaYe's lashes quivered when he heard this.
A suicide note...
It seems that he is ready for anything.
Wait for her. Kill him yourself.
Rao is so, even if the death, also refused to say a word, meet like a stranger?
"Bo Yichen, do you think I won't?"
XiaYe laughed cold and took the handle of the knife with his back hand. At that moment, all his hatred came over him.
He's pushing her. You think she won't dare?
Then she'll show him what death is!
As everyone knows, the man smiled at the moment she took the knife.
Then he put his wounded hand around her waist and carried her into his arms.
Such a touch, let XiaYe heart tremble, like a small animal out of control, regardless, holding the knife into the man's heart.
This stab, it's deep.
But --
No stab in the heart.
Bo Yichen smiled and held the woman tightly in his arms, dark red blood leaching from his clothes and staining XiaYe's hands.
Seeing his smile and the bright red patch on his hand, XiaYe panicked.
"Why..."
Why don't you hide?
"Xia Xia, I owe you this, now pay you back."
XiaYe suddenly let go and wanted to escape.
But Bo Yichen's tall frame shackles her, her clothes stained red with blood.
This one hit him right in the heart.
"Bo Yichen, I still hate you."
"Better to hate me than to forget me for the rest of my life..."
His voice, weaker and weaker, until finally, the black pupils, gradually dimmed.
But the hands that shackled her would not let go.
Even if I die, I won't let go.
She watched the man lose consciousness and breath.
And she was, like, quiet.
No tears, no heartache, just silence.
Maybe XiaYe died four years ago.
...
Bo Yichen died. Police ruled it a suicide.
But XiaYe went to the police and confessed.
This part of the evil fate, the end is Yin and Yang become the end.
No one has won, how to understand the word, both losers.
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Only regret meeting on a chilly night
Short StoryHe regretted hurting her the most, injuring her deeply, ruining her life, and deserving the worst punishment. There is no greater pain than seeing her suffer humiliation and death with his own eyes. He once said that she was responsible for the loss...
