Then Ling Ziqian stood up and hurriedly walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he walked out of the door, Ling Zidi, who was sitting in the bathtub, stood up suddenly, stepped out of the bathtub full of body fluids, and picked up the dish on the sink with trembling hands. ——

shaver!

Ling Zidi's face was bloodless. She lowered her head and removed the sharp blade with trembling hands. Then she raised her left hand, held the blade and cut it towards her wrist without any hesitation -

"Ling Ziqian, I hate you!" She looked up at him, grabbed him by the collar of his clothes, and screamed at the top of her lungs, "I hate you, I hate you, why do you want to stay with me? Why do you--"

When Ling Ziqian walked out of the bathroom, Lan's mother gave Qian Jun a look of "please take care of you", and then followed closely behind Ling Ziqian.

At the door of the bathroom, Situ Yunhui stood frozen like a statue, looking at the heartbroken Ling Zidi with tears streaming down his face, guilt and regret overwhelming his heart.

His arms were empty, his heart was twitching violently, and there was a faint bitter smile on the corner of Yao Ziqian's lips, looking sadly and miserably at the little woman who had turned to someone else's arms.

Yao Ziqian's heart and soul were shattered, and he gasped hard with a pale face. He looked at the little woman who couldn't think about it in disbelief. He was secretly glad that he was worried and turned back, otherwise the knife would be carried out...

Qian Jun looked anxious, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his frowning brows, as if he had just rushed back from a far away place. He had returned to New Zealand a few days ago to handle official business, and he rushed back as soon as he received the bad news.

Her eyes filled with sadness were gradually replaced by the overwhelming hatred, and her excitement and collapse gradually calmed down little by little. She had to calm down, and she had to calm down as soon as possible.

Ling Ziqian turned a deaf ear and stood motionless, staring at Ling Zidi who was crying sadly in Qian Jun's arms with his pained eyes, his heart ached.

He gritted his teeth to endure the pain in his hand, and looked at the dull-looking little woman in shock, frightened by her actions.

"Ajun... Wuwuwu... My Dudu... Wuwuwu... I was wrong, I shouldn't have come back, I shouldn't have brought Dudu and Yuanbao back... Wuwuwu... "Ling Zidi hugged Qian Jun's waist tightly and cried in his arms until she almost fainted.

When Ling Ziqian was at a loss what to do, there were footsteps approaching from far away, and soon the bathroom door was pushed open.

Ling Ziqian's heart was full of bitterness, and he took a deep look at Ling Zidi who was held in Qian Jun's arms, then silently turned around and walked towards the outside of the bathroom.

"It's my fault! It's my fault! It was me who killed Dudu, it was me who killed him!" Ling Zidi was very emotional and burst into tears, looking at him crying with grief. shouted.

Yes, how could she be so cowardly? How could she die before avenging Dudu? She couldn't die until she had cut the murderer into pieces with her own hands!

"Jiu'er, you can't do this! You have no right to do stupid things until the murderer who hurt Dudu is caught!" Qian Jun looked at her with a serious face and shouted in a stern tone.

"Jiu'er, be strong, for Yuan Bao, you must be strong!" Qian Jun frowned, gently pinched her shoulders with both hands, slightly bowed his head to look at her level, his distressed eyes shot straight into her eyes. , said word for word.

"Jiu'er, it's not like this, it's not your fault, it's not your fault..." Yao Ziqian hurriedly comforted him, looking at the tearful little woman with great distress, while carefully holding the blade between her fingers. Take away.13acv.

"Let's go, young master." Although Lan's mother was worried about Ling Zidi, she was also very anxious when she saw Ling Ziqian's hand bleeding. Seeing that he just looked at Ling Zidi and refused to leave, she couldn't help but whisper worriedly. urge.

murderer……

"Because I love you!" He looked deeply at her with eyes full of pain and love, choking slightly sadly, "Because I love you, I can't bear to let you go, because I love you, I want to keep you with me. Around me. I’m sorry, Jiu’er, I’m sorry…”

"I hate you..."

The sharp pain stimulated Yao Ziqian's nerves, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, but even though it hurt, he did not dare to let go.

His wrist was suddenly grabbed, and Ling Zidi reflexively raised his left hand to get closer to the blade. Seeing this, Ling Ziqian simply grabbed the blade with his other hand and pinched the extremely sharp blade in his palm. Blood suddenly flowed. Overflowing from the clenched fingers.

If Qian Jun can really make Jiu'er eliminate the idea of ​​committing suicide, even if he lets him leave forever... what can he say?

She wants revenge!

"Master, your hands..." Lan's mother rushed in first, looking anxiously at Yao Ziqian's bleeding hand, and then subconsciously looked at Yao Zidi who was crying until she collapsed. After making sure that her daughter was okay, Then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't want...I don't want to be strong, I just want my son..." She shook her head randomly, looked at Qian Jun sadly and desperately, and cried hard.

He knew that now was not the time to be jealous, but when he saw that the person she relied on and trusted the most was not him, his heart felt extremely painful...

She wants revenge for Dudu!

Not long after, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the door, and then the figure of Yao Ziqian appeared at the door of the bathroom. His expression was solemn, as if something was urgent, and he was so busy that he didn't even have the gauze on his hand. He had time to tie it up. He frowned and looked at Ling Zidi who had stopped crying. The moment Ling Zidi turned to look at him, he said -

Ling Zidi was shocked. Although her tears continued to fall, her crying gradually stopped.

He hugged her with all his heart, and stroked her back with his big hands to stabilize her. She became very quiet, she just cried silently in his arms.

The extremely sharp blade, exuding an eerie cold light, was approaching her wrist at a decisive speed. Just when the blade was about to scratch her wrist, a big hand came across the sky and grabbed her tightly, holding the blade. that hand.

Yao Ziqian was shocked suddenly. He gritted his teeth and looked at the emotionally broken Yao Zidi with red eyes. His throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, preventing him from uttering a word.

Seeing the little woman in such pain, Liao Ziqian was in more pain than she was. As soon as he opened his mouth, she lowered her head and uttered a sentence in sobs.

"Yuanbao has you, and I know you will love her well, but Dudu is alone... I can't leave him..." Ling Zidi cried hard and sadly, tears pouring out of her eyes like a flood. She was trembling uncontrollably, and her heart was full of self-blame and grief, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have left his side, I'm not a good mommy, wuwuwu...dudu... "

Qian Jun frowned fiercely, and stroked her rapidly rising and falling back with his big hands. His worried eyes fell on Ji Ziqian's bloody hands, and he lowered his voice and said to Ji Ziqian: "Go and deal with it first. Hold your hand and I will persuade her."

"Dudu...my Dudu..." Ling Zidi was crying so hard that she was out of breath, her eyes were red and swollen, and her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly hear it.

In fact, she didn't want to die, she was just afraid that Dudu would be too lonely alone, she was just afraid that Dudu would be bullied without her protection, she couldn't leave Dudu alone, she couldn't...

"Jiu'er." Qian Jun approached them gently and whispered with great distress.

"No..."

"Jiu'er, don't be so selfish, okay? I'm afraid of you, and I can't live without you! And Yuan Bao, Yuan Bao can't live without you either!" Yao Ziqian's eyes were scarlet red, and he was in extreme pain.

"Jiu'er..."

"I don't want to be sorry, I want my son, please give me your son back, give me back, wuwuwu..." She shook her head randomly, crying until her heart broke.

But deep down in her heart, the person she trusted and relied on the most was not him.

Seeing that she finally stopped crying like before, Qian Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had listened to his words and would probably not do anything stupid again for the time being.

Slowly, a sad and decisive smile appeared on the corners of Situ Yunhui's lips. Finally, he took a deep look at Ling Zidi, then turned around silently and left sadly.

"I shouldn't have come back, I shouldn't have come back... If I don't come back, my Dudu will not die... Wuwuwu... My son..."

I'm sorry, Xiaojiu, I'm really...sorry...

In fact, she had been trying to escape since she woke up, but he insisted on her facing this cruel fact. She couldn't accept it, she really couldn't accept it.

The second son left the house. How he wished that he was the one who stayed with her when she was most sad and helpless. He really hoped...

"I'm fine." Qian Ziqian shook his head slightly, speaking to Lan's mother, but his eyes were directed at Qian Jun who followed Lan's mother into the bathroom.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ling Zidi, who collapsed and cried, slowly turned her head to look at Qian Jun. Her tearful eyes saw the usual tenderness and care in his eyes. She was stunned for two seconds, and then turned around and rushed in. Qian Jun cried loudly in his arms as if he had found support, "A Jun... wu wu wu... A Jun..."

"You are Dudu's mother, don't you want to avenge Dudu with your own hands?" Qian Jun saw that she was wavering and quickly continued.

She slowly clenched her hands until the sharp nails dug deeply into her palms. She gritted her teeth fiercely, and the hatred in her eyes was enough to destroy the world.

Ling Zidi stared blankly at the blood that was constantly overflowing from his hands. She slowly raised her head and looked at him desperately with tears in her eyes. She choked to him in a hoarse voice, "Dudu can't live without me, he will be scared." …”

The bright red blood overflowed between the fingers, then flowed down the wrist, falling drop by drop on the white tiles, which was particularly dazzling.

"Something happened to Situ Yunhui!"

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Chapter completed!