"You bastard!" Her hand slammed desperately on his hard chest.

She cried like a tearful person, she was wronged, so wronged.

I don't know if it's because I've been in the hospital for a long time, Luo Yan feels that not only his body is fragile, but also his psychology is fragile.

She didn't know what tears were, but now the tear glands are becoming more and more developed.

"I hate you, I hate you......" she repeated blankly and sluggishly, gradually, the struggle became smaller and smaller, but her eyes stared at the crystal chandelier above her head, and rows of tears fell down.

Her tears froze Yemo's movements.

Maybe Luo Yan rarely shed tears in front of him, so that after Yemo saw her tears, she couldn't believe it for a moment.

His tears made him feel distressed and irritable.

"Don't cry." His tone was stiff.

But the more he told her not to cry, the more fierce Luo Yan cried, and the louder the voice gradually made Yemo a little overwhelmed.

If it was before, she cried for her, and he did his, but now, he can't ignore her feelings.

He withdrew from her, turned sideways, and took her in his arms.

Such a move is more like a comfort.

Luo Yan didn't appreciate it at all, she pushed him hard: "You get out, get out of me immediately, I don't want to see you!" ”

"Luo Yan, you give me less inches!"

He's put up with it to this point, and she still wants to quarrel with him?

Luo Yan is most disgusted with Yemo's regression is his great appearance, obviously he did something wrong, but he wants to say that she has to inch in?

"Are you going to get out?" Luo Yan raised his hand and pointed out the door, shouting at him with red eyes.

Yemo snorted: "Lao Tzu won't get out!" ”

Luo Yan's breathing was not smooth, she glanced around the room with her eyes randomly, and saw a glass vase on the desk, she took advantage of Yemo's defenselessness, broke free from his embrace, and jumped out of bed.

"What do you do?"

Before Yemo's words landed, he heard a loud 'bang', Luo Yan smashed the vase to the ground, the sharp and sharp glass shattered to the ground, Luo Yan picked up a piece and pressed it against his wrist.

"Are you going to get out? I'll cut it off if I don't care about it! ”

A flash of consternation flashed in Yemo's eyes.

Luo Yan saw that he didn't react there, so he couldn't help but press the fragments against his hand a little harder, and the bright red blood slid down her white and tender wrists, the red was shocking.

"Stop, I'll go!" He blurted out.

The panic and nervousness on his face he didn't even realize.

He quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, picked up his phone and car keys and walked towards the door, and when he was about to reach the door of the bedroom, he suddenly turned around and looked at the woman with a determined face.

It took him a long time before he held back a few words from his mouth.

"Count you ruthless."

She even threatened him with death?

Yemo is reluctant to admit that this is his weakness, but when she does threaten him with death, he can't be indifferent.

He couldn't let her be in any danger anymore, he couldn't let her be like he had been years ago, for him...... Commit suicide again.

The door was slammed shut, and the loud sound was like the monstrous anger in his heart at this moment.

Luo Yan lost all her strength, and she couldn't even hold the glass shards in her hands, and the shards slid down her palms and fell at her feet.

She slumped and slid down against the wall.

Heart, helpless and panicked.