——What does he mean?

The cold shout that was full of energy was very clear to Lin Yitong. She looked at Huo Siran coldly, just like seeing the domineering leader who always used power to suppress others four years ago. She once said that she had nothing to lose, and no matter how embarrassed she was, it was better than before, so she was not afraid of him using power to force him.

Does this mean that he can do this to her again?

"I don't allow you to leave." He said word by word, calm and solemn, and extremely confident.

If she leaves again, she will be absolutely ruthless. If he wants to find her again, it will definitely be more difficult to get close to her than before. She will hate her a hundred times more than before.

Lin Yitong's beautiful little face shook like a dark cloud, and she sank.

"Are you going to ban me again? I am sure that I can't resist me with only one power?" His thin cherry lips spoke softly like a knife.

Huo Siran walked over with a tall figure, and his powerful arms immediately hugged her, pressing down his handsome eyebrows and eyes: "It doesn't matter, why do you think, if I let go, I will never be able to find you in my life."

Her slender arms pressed against his chest, and she couldn't even sneer. She felt anger rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head with the air conditioner! It made her fingertips cold!!!

"Then you are not afraid. I will take a knife in the middle of the night and kill you directly!!" She took it seriously and could do it.

Hosran smiled brightly, with blood in his smile, leaning against her forehead, looking into the depths of her cold eyes, "I'll wait for you that night!"

He can no longer avoid all new and old hatreds. If she wants to kill him or cut him to death, he will never hide. Let him face it directly, and come all the fiercest revenge!

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

The packed luggage was brought back from the ground floor, and the door opened and they came back.

Lin Yitong stood at the door in a soft outfit with her shoulders coldly in her shoulders, watching them clean up, knowing that she could not resist at this moment, and making a fuss too hard would make her embarrassed.

She was holding her breath in her heart.

He was mercilessly robbed of his fate in the first half of his life, and lost everything tragically. Now he repeated the same mistake and was controlled by others again.

Hosran sent the person away, closed the door, and asked, "Is this scene very familiar to the people who guarded me below? Do you want to take revenge? Should you come now? Or wait for a while?"

His circle is only for one thing, not letting her go, not letting her go, and the others are casual!!

Lin Yitong looked at him coldly, squatted down, pulled Xiao Taotao's hand to sort out his clothes for him, and stroked his little face: "Be good Taotao, go play."

Xiao Taotao took a small step back, looked at them in fear, turned his head and ran to the toy room.

She got up, walked to the sofa, sat down, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and started watching the first CCTV channel displayed.

The room was filled with mechanical Mandarin sounds of news broadcasts.

That's it?

Hosran was naturally not naive enough to think that this disaster would pass like this. He walked over, stretched his arms against her, leaned over and asked, "You want to eat something, I'll try it." Even if he had never done it before, people who could play around the world with a spatula, but he could do nothing, he would try it.

He still has a long time, and she has to maintain her strength before she can spend it with him until the end.

She stared at the TV for a long time and finally spit out two words: "Take-out."

Hosran froze for a long time, and finally responded in a deep voice: "Okay!"

The takeaway was really fast. After calling at seven o'clock, he sent it over at the end of the news broadcast. Two portions of ribs noodles and one portion of soup. Three people guarded the coffee table, guarding the TV series that was so boring that they could only relieve boredom, and after a meal, waiting for the sky to get darker. 8 Soup was bitter melon soup. Huo Siran tried it and felt it was not too bitter, so he pushed it over to her. But she only coaxed Xiao Taotao to take a few sips, but her eyes were staring at the bowl of soup coldly until the end, and she didn't move any more.

Hosran put down the bowl, endured such contempt and indifference, and told her: "My room is next to you. If you don't lock the door, you can come here at any time at night!"

Xiao Taotao fiddled with the caterpillar toy in his hand, blinked his eyes and looked at him again at his mother, not knowing what they were going to do.

Do you want to play games at night?

Lin Yitong picked up the noodles and ate two more bites, but finally stopped eating and left it there.

At night, she called Qin Fangrong and talked about medical issues. She occasionally chatted with homes, and the TV stayed on the health channel. She would say anything to Qin Fangrong without saying a word and let her pass it on to Ye Zijing. The man had a very southern attitude towards paying attention to health. Everything should be followed by the rules, and to extend his life, he would not lose all his interests and hobbies.

It was already 9 o'clock after she finished calling!

Xiao Taotao began to become awkward. The three or four-year-old child was curious. Every night after taking a shower, he would pester her and say things for a long time before going to bed. Lin Yitong washed up and hugged him, coaxed him for a long time before falling asleep with him. Only a circle of blurred and dim lights lit in the room.

Hosran opened the door and looked at it, then left, walked back to his room, took off his clothes, and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, Lin Yitong finally dreamed of waking up.

She dreamed of Lin Weilan, dreaming of the New Year atmosphere that had not disappeared that winter, but she and her mother were going to court. She clearly remembered that Hosran was ignorant at that time. He was waiting for her to lose the lawsuit and came to Kyoto with her mother. Then she slept on this bed until the seventh night and received the news that her mother had committed suicide by jumping off a building in Paris.

In the darkness of the darkness, the whole house was like a cage.

At that time, she could not escape the prison even if she fought to the death.

He was domineering and heartless, regardless of whether he was tired or not, and he was willing to do so. His mother died, Gu Jingsheng died, and even her children died.

A slender figure walked into the kitchen like a ghost, and his hand slowly touched the chopping board. After a long time, he touched the kitchen knife, put it down, and then went up, touched a sharp knife that cuts fruits, followed the handle, held it, slowly turned around, touched the wall and walked towards Hosran's room. He killed so many people and ruined everything about her. It was not an exaggeration to kill him and give them their lives.

He pushed open the door and knelt onto the big bed, reflecting the faint moonlight outside, and the sharp tip of the knife flashed with cold light, which hit the man's strong chest full of scars.

Her face was colder than the moonlight.

Punch in and everything will be free.

She can no longer hate and no longer be afraid of being entangled by anyone. He will completely disappear from this world, no longer do evil, nor can he push her into the abyss.

Holding both hands, the force reached the tip of the knife.

But my nerves suddenly became trance. It was Yun Shang's face and Yun Shang's voice, saying in her ear, "He doesn't love you, and he is cruel to you because he doesn't love you. What's wrong with you?"

She was in a daze, her cherry lips turned pale, and she felt a huge pain in her heart. She couldn't even stab the tip of the knife anymore, and couldn't find the reason to stab it. Lin Yitong, if he doesn't love you, what else do you need to explain to hurt you?

The man who had been waiting in the dark for a long time finally opened his eyes at this moment, his deep eyes were calm and calm, like a deep pool, looking at her quietly.

"Why don't you stab in?" he asked slowly.

"I used to be your husband, but I didn't help you protect you, made mistakes for your own selfish desires, and killed your mother. I was jealous, so even if I could end up together, I must force Jing Sheng to death. You hate me, why don't you kill me? I was too arrogant and thought you were a puppy. If you kicked it, you could coax you to not hold grudges. But your love is consumed and patient, and I ended up exhausting it." Huo Siran slowly straightened his body and condensed her. "I would obviously feel heartbroken when I hurt you, but why didn't I think clearly that a man's dignity and security are not important. What's important is that since I love you, how could I bear to let you hurt?"

Why not learn from Jing Sheng? Be more pure and open-minded. Besides her goodness, what else is there to say?

The "love" and "pain" he mentioned retracted Lin Yitong's consciousness.

Yes.

Could it be that his love made her lose everything?

Why did he push her into the operating room cold-blooded and heartlessly, causing her to be incomplete all her life? How could he say love to her affectionately?

"..." She lowered her cold eyes, and her little hand slowly changed the hilt of the knife in another direction, holding it tightly. The next moment, her cold eyes flashed, and her wrist bones held the hilt of the knife, and she actually stabbed it hard into the chest of the man opposite!! The cold light between her eyebrows and eyes was a fierce hatred, and a bloody revenge! What is pain? Huo Siran, I will let you taste it now, what is pain!!!!

She pressed the tip of the knife coldly and buried it in an inch deeper with almost rotating force!

"..." As expected, a knife was inserted into it, and the sound of flesh and blood could be clearly heard. Even though Hos was a body of steel, he was holding the hilt of the buried knife, and his whole back was slowly bowed against the head of the bed, so painful that he could not say a word.

Sweat came out from the forehead and side face, accompanied by the tremor of the body, and it came out from the whole body!!

The little hand that had grasped the surgical scalpel countless times had cut the subcutaneous tissue countless times, but never inserted the knife into the human body without anesthesia. After doing all this, she was also in a daze. Her little hand trembled and gently retracted, looking at her pale hands under the moonlight. She said she wanted to kill someone and wanted to take revenge, but she actually killed her.

She actually killed someone.

Blood, gurgling blood, flowed down from the blade inserted in Hosran's body, soaking large pieces of bed sheets.

Huo Siran's face was pale, and cold sweat was covered with the whole handsome face that was ferocious and distorted due to the severe pain. He slowly held the hilt of the knife with his hand, looked at her, and pulled out the knife. With a sharp "ding bang", the sharp knife fell to the ground, and scarlet blood gushed out from his wound, gushing out even more fiercely!

Just like the speed at which life passes.

Often, those who are injured in the knife cannot easily take it out, because they are afraid of being too much blood loss and even piercing the organs, especially the lungs, and rupture and blood are induced, and they will surely die.

What exactly does he want to do?

Hosran supported his body with both hands, his extremely hoarse and stuffy voice crawled out of his teeth, and the bite was full of unstoppable pain: "...You are a surgeon... You won't know that if the knife penetrates the third and fourth ribs under the armpit, you will try to avoid lungs and organs... People may not die..."

He smiled slightly: "...Why don't you want to stab me even if you are a little bit... Just send me to the West..."

Why don’t you just stab my heart so that I can know what the pain of you back then was like?

He is right.

Lin Yitong's face turned pale and she retreated. At that time, she was really just thinking about making him hurt, but she didn't want him to let him die. Now that he was so painful that he couldn't move, bleeding would also make people die. She sneered, not even wanting to explain, she wanted him to die, there was a way. The slender figure gave him a cold look, turned around, opened the door and walked out of his room!

There was still darkness in the living room, but she never wanted to stay there again. She just wanted him to die alone. It would be better to die alone and be alone. She wanted him to experience the most painful and lonely things in the world!!

Back in the room, I picked up Xiao Taotao who was sleeping and lay on my shoulders, and was about to walk out of the house!!

He was a special forces member of the Central Military Region. He would not learn how to stop bleeding and first aid in the wild. He might not die;

But she will feel very happy if he dies, and this is the revenge she gives him!!!

But those dead people, the pain they experienced, were like the blood that had just flowed out of the bedside, and could never come back...

Her mind was very confused. She thought of many things in the dark in an instant, whizzing past her ears like the sea breeze. All the emotions, excitement, excitement, pleasure, pain, and then breathing... The ups and downs so quickly, and the moment she held the doorknob in her hand, she suddenly remembered that year, when Hosran drove out from the city hall to pursue the fugitives, and when she came back, she hit the car, and her face was covered with blood.

Her figure stopped!!

The whole person trembled slightly, holding his little hand on the door handle, and he could no longer move.

for a long time.

She suspected that his blood was about to flow out. Her cold and cold eyes turned over and stared at the room, as if she was worried about something in her heart, as if she would watch and witness even if he died! She put down her sleeping child, and walked over with a huge strode, suddenly "bang!" and opened the door.

The room was in a mess.

Hossan did not save himself.

He had just struggled to climb down from the bed, and now he was lying on his back against the bed, holding the knife in his hand. The hilt had been clenched several times with blood, and he was sure that the fingerprints on it had been washed thoroughly. He knew that once she walked out of the door, whether he was dead or alive, she was guilty. So he had to clean up all the evidence, even if he died here, it would be like he committed suicide.

"..." Lin Yitong stared at his bloody wound, his red eyes were about to crack.
To be continued...