Bai Shi pursed his lips, took the initiative to reconcile, and said, "It's all a misunderstanding, please trouble you."

"What a misunderstanding, I want to kill you now."

Seeing Feng Yu losing control, Xingchen's anger suddenly came up, and he smashed the forehead bag in his hand on him, and spoke with red eyes: "You want to die, just die alone, why should you pull others with you?"

Xingchen's voice was loud, and the police present were shocked and suddenly didn't know what to do.

The parties involved all said it was a misunderstanding, and of course they advocated reconciliation.

"Okay, don't you want to kill someone? Just stay alone here, it's better to sit in the prison."

Xingchen said coldly, but tears fell down uncontrollably and turned around and left directly.

Feng Yu felt a moment in his heart and subconsciously chased him out.

The policeman was about to speak, but was stopped by Bai Shi, "a misunderstanding."

Xingchen walked a little anxiously, and he didn't even see the way clearly as soon as he came out.

As we walked, we reached a dead end.

Xing was about to walk back when he saw Feng Yu running towards him anxiously, looking panicked.

"Stars"

Xingchen was stunned for a few seconds and pushed his body away.

Feng Yu came up again, hugged her body tightly from behind, and his voice hoarse: "Xingchen, don't leave, I miss you."

He endured this sound of "I miss you" for two years.

The moment he said it, his tears almost came out.

Hearing Feng Yu's voice, Xingchen sneered: "Do you want it or not, what does it have to do with me? Let it go!"

"Xingchen, I didn't leave on purpose, I didn't mean to not contact you."

Xingchen closed his eyes and didn't want to continue listening.

He still dared to mention the original story, which was a nightmare for her.

When she recalled, her eyes were full of blood.

Xingchen struggled wildly, "Go away, don't touch me, don't force me to kill you."

When Feng Yu heard Xingchen say this, he seemed to have some relief inexplicably. He smiled and took out a small fruit knife from his pocket and handed it to Xingchen.

The cold thing suddenly came to his hand. Xingchen was so scared that he took two steps back, but he was approached by Feng Yu step by step.

"If you kill me, you will feel better. OK, you will kill me now."

Staring at his serious look, Xingchen opened the dagger, and spoke coldly at the place of his heart: "Don't think I dare not."

"I know you dare."

Feng Yu smiled and spoke. In Xingchen's eyes, he was like a madman at this time.

"I'm really going to do it"

Xingchen's hands were trembling, and his voice was filled with a crying voice.

“Hand it.”

Feng Yu held her hand and moved a few points towards the forehead of his heart.

But after waiting for a few seconds, Xingchen still couldn't do it.

Feng Yu smiled. In his heart, she was still the kind girl.

She couldn't do it, but she couldn't forgive herself.

Feng Yu stared at Xingchen's clean but pale little face and said gently: "Xingchen, I'm sorry."

Xingchen subconsciously knew what he wanted to do and wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't pull it back no matter how hard he wanted.

"Xingchen, I love you."

After Feng Yu said this, he felt that Feng Yu was holding his hand a little heavier.

Before Xingchen could react, the knife in his hand had already stabbed Feng Yu's heart.

Xingchen stood there in a daze, watching the blood slowly flowing into his hands, dyeing one of her hands red.

Xingchen stared at Feng Yu's painful face and suddenly felt that the world suddenly became dark.
Chapter completed!