"Tong Yao, do you know that this dagger in your hand..." He curled his lips bitterly and spoke unhurriedly, "Someone once wanted to kill me with it..."

That time, he was scratched on the side of his face, and he will always remain as ferocious as he is now.

And he successfully got his revenge, and then regretted it for so many years...

This dagger was originally covered in memory and placed in a corner to let it become mottled, but today: she used the same method to tear open the wound buried deep in his heart!

Blood dripped from the still sharp blade, and the hands and heart were dripping with sadness...

"Really, there are people who want to use it to kill me..." He murmured, looking sadly at her angry eyes, and suddenly his heart was filled with despair.

"That's because you deserve to die!" Tong Yao roared angrily, and suddenly pulled out the dagger with a strong force.

"Hiss..." As the blood sprayed out, Liang Di gasped in pain.

The bloody light in his eyes revived the violent factor in him, and he was as cruel as before. Regardless of his injured palm, he grabbed her wrist fiercely and knocked the dagger from her hand before she wanted to continue the attack.

"Ah!" She screamed in pain, and the next second his palms grabbed her hair and dragged her towards the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Tong Yao struggled desperately, feeling the sticky blood staining her black hair and then spreading into her scalp... She was so sick that she wanted to vomit!

"You really want to kill me? Huh?" He threw her into the bathroom and pinched her chin with his bloody palm. "I like you so much, do you have to kill me?"

His eyes were filled with bloodthirsty scarlet as he stared at the woman in front of him who was about to cry in pain. He couldn't tell clearly again in his mind: was she Tong Yao or Tong Feng?

They are really exactly the same

Same appearance, same... I want to kill him

"You... don't... touch... me!" The pungent smell of blood filled his nostrils, and Tong Yao's stomach turned. He turned away and spoke with difficulty, a look of determination in his eyes.

He was finally angered!

"You heartless woman!" He roared out, suddenly pushed her inside, turned on the shower head, and poured water directly over her head...

"Ah!" The water in the water pipe was biting and cold, and Tong Yao screamed, retreating to the equally cold marble wall. He couldn't escape at all, so he could only squat down with his head in his hands.

Such cold water!

"Do you know how cold it is?" He looked down at the petite group on the ground, the coldness in his eyes not diminishing. "Do you know what it feels like to feel cold? I'm a hundred times colder than you!"

Twenty years ago, she chilled his heart and turned him into a "devil"; twenty years later, another she appeared and also made him sink to the bottom.

"You're crazy!" Tong Yao couldn't avoid the splash, so he could only yell as hard as he could, "It's all your wishful thinking, it's none of my business, I don't know you at all!"

From the beginning to the end, he was the one who mistook her for Qin Feng!

If his mother were still alive, she would be about the same age as him. Doesn't this "uncle" even have this basic understanding?

A stream of blood washed down his hair, all of which were the blood stains he had just wiped off...

This is the first time I feel that blood can be so disgusting

Tong Yao's face turned pale, and finally couldn't help lying on the ground and retching...

"Wishful thinking? Wishful thinking on my part?" Liang Di sneered twice and suddenly roared out of control. He almost wanted to strangle her to death on the spot, but couldn't bear it - she just lay helplessly on the cold tile floor, her little

His body shrank, his face turned pale, he kept retching, his eyes were sparkling...

She is more capable of making people feel sorry for herself than the stubborn Tong Feng.

His hand trembled, and he finally pressed the switch and stopped the shower, letting the world return to deathly silence. Only the sound of dripping water could be heard in the empty space.

"Tong Yao..." He knelt down and murmured to her

But she no longer had the strength to stand up, her face was as pale as paper, she could no longer hold on, and finally fell directly to the side...

Liang Di always grabbed her body and was surprised by how cold her whole body was.

She is so cold...

Even my teeth are chattering slightly

How long had he lost control just now, and how much ice water had he flushed her with?

His eyes darkened, Liang Di quickly picked her up and walked into the bedroom...

He found a big soft blanket to wrap her up, wanting to warm her body, so he naturally hugged her from the outside and held her quietly in his arms.

The years are quiet and good, and Liang Di feels satisfied in her heart

He is even... willing to die now

Such silence lasted until she unconsciously murmured in her sleep: "Uncle..."

Liang Di was startled, and his arms suddenly tightened

He simply bandaged the wound on his palm. When he tightened his arm slightly, he could see red seeping out from the white gauze. He felt pain and felt even more pain in his heart.

"Why don't you like me?" Looking at her restless little face, he murmured, "I will definitely treat you well, isn't that enough?"

"You can like Qin Muyuan, why can't you like me?"

"What's so good about Qin Muyuan?"

"You think I'm disgusting... What if Qin Muyuan also disgusts you one day?"

"…………"

He whispered in her ear word by word, murmuring all his unwillingness and impulse, but he didn't get any response from her.

Liang Di could only give up, sighed softly, loosened his grip slightly, untied the blanket, and wanted to help her change clothes, but she suddenly woke up when his hand touched her collar.

"Ah!" Seeing the enlarged face beside him, Tong Yao screamed, reflexively waved his hand, and slapped him neatly.

A crisp sound of "pop" interrupted all his tenderness.

Tong Yaocang slid off the bed in panic, his eyes full of disgust...

"Be careful not to catch a cold." But he was not in the mood to fight with her. He pointed to the clean clothes next to him. Like a gentleman, he took the initiative to open the door and walked out, giving her all the space.

he is very tired

Chasing love for twenty years made him really tired...

He needs time to think carefully: Should he give up her love reluctantly, or should he do whatever it takes?

Hearing the "click" sound of the door being closed, Tong Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but wonder: Why did he suddenly seem to be a different person again?

She felt cold again and couldn't think about it. She quickly ran to the bathroom and put on clean clothes.

She tried her best not to look at the remaining blood stains in the bathroom!

She kept thinking about what to do. She couldn't kill this man, and she couldn't escape at all... She didn't know what was going on outside? Is her brother-in-law looking for her?

How can I convey some information to my uncle?

While she was thinking hard, upstairs... to be precise, there was a sudden noisy reverberation on the ground, as if many people came in and there were a lot of footsteps.
Chapter completed!