Nanxiao hugged her tightly.

His tears didn't stop, but flowed more fiercely, dripping on her back, ironing her skin.

"Yan'er, I can't live without you, I can't bear the pain of losing you at all, you disappeared in the past few years, I went crazy to find you,

I never stopped loving you for a moment, and if it wasn't for your life, why would I compromise and let them break one of your arms?

At that time, I was just thinking about saving your life, thinking that even if you lost a hand, you would be able to survive tenaciously. ”

As he spoke, he kissed her on the back, lingering and painful, with a dark wound, with despair.

Finally, his kiss landed on her severed arm, and the rough touch made him hurt even more.

At the end of the day, he could only say 'I'm sorry' over and over again

And his hand slowly stroked her lower abdomen, where there was also a scar.

When Youyou died tragically in a car accident, she hated and angered, and even forced herself into a desperate situation, gouging out her uterus alive, and telling herself that she could no longer love in a decisive way.

He knew she hated him, and he knew he didn't deserve her forgiveness.

But he can't live without her, once he loses this woman, what is the meaning of his life?

So even if he was guarding this helplessness and despair, he had to keep her by his side.

This woman is the only motivation for him to live, and if he loses it, there is no need for him to exist.

"I'm sorry."

Luo Yan tilted his head, tears falling silently.

I don't know how long later, when there was a coolness in the air, she said coldly: "It's not early, you go back and rest,

After tonight, tomorrow we will remain the same, and when you get tired of it, tell me, and I will leave quietly. ”

Nan Xiao buried his head in her back, and a trace of frustration rose in his heart.

After all this, doesn't she still feel anything at all?

Now that he has taken this step, should he take advantage of the opportunity and go further?

"Shall we give it a try?" He leaned into her ear.

They were all adults, so she naturally knew what he meant.

And she chuckled softly.

"Nanxiao, what you can't live without is my body, right?"

Nanxiao's body trembled violently, and he hurriedly retorted: "No, I just think that this way can make us go further,

It can also ease our relationship and give each other a way of life and hope.

The future is still so long, do we really have to hold on to this desperate torture for a lifetime? ”

Luo Yan gently pushed him away, and said expressionlessly: "If you feel bored, or you think it's a pure waste of time to be on me,

You can let go, even if you leave early tomorrow morning, I won't say that you are cold-blooded and ruthless, I will only thank you for letting me live. ”

"Dead ......"

Luo Yan didn't want to hear what he had to say, and paced towards the room.

Nan Xiao subconsciously grabbed her right hand, and then violently pushed her against the floor-to-ceiling window.

"But I want to."

With that, he took out a dagger from the corner of his eye and stuffed it into her palm.

"I'll continue, if you don't want to, you can stab me to death."

After saying that, he really continued.

There was a trace of murderous intent in Luo Yan's eyes.

Did this man really think she wouldn't dare kill him?

Who gave him self-confidence?

As his body pressed against her, she reached out and pressed the knife against his heart.

"Don't go any further, or for every inch you advance, the knife will stab you in the body."

Nanxiao chuckled softly, his fingers stroking over her face.

"Martyr, you know what? Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that life is better than death. ”

After speaking, he approached her little by little with a smile.

The tip of the knife stabbed into the flesh, and he subconsciously frowned, but in the blink of an eye, he stretched out again.

Who ever said that even if you gave me a packet of arsenic, I would treat it as honey and taste sweet.

Now that he understands it, she gave him a knife, and he tasted a relief as if he were relieved.

It would be nice if I could stab it to the end, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I didn't have to think about anything.

He was still leaning forward, staring at the blade that was still exposed under the hilt.

If you poke it all in, you will definitely be able to penetrate his heart.

As the knife stabbed half-length into her heart, she jerked off the handle.

This is a madman, who is determined to make this bet with her.

If she really stabbed it, he would be completely free.

But how can he be relieved? The culprit of all this is him, if he wants to die so easily, how can it be so easy?

Seeing that she had given her a dagger, the smile on her face became more and more intense.

Obviously, his facial features were twitching in pain, but he still kept smiling, looking at her with gentle eyes, and approaching her little by little.

The hilt of the knife rested against her shoulder, and he frowned, feeling that something was in the way, and then pulled the knife out of his heart without saying a word.

The blood was gurgling out along the wound, but he didn't even look at it, reached out to hold her face, and leaned down to kiss it.

Luo Yan felt that this man was really crazy, although the injury was not very serious, but it had already cut through the flesh, and the blood kept flowing out.

At this time, shouldn't he go to the infirmary to bandage his wounds?

Nan Xiao kissed her on the lips, and then leaned into her ear and said, "If you don't resist, I'll treat you as a default, and don't say that I forced you afterwards." ”

After saying that, he hugged her horizontally.

Although Luo Yan was thin, he also had a hundred pounds, and while he was bearing the weight of her whole body, he was also squeezing the wound in front of him, so that the blood flowed faster.

After Luo Yan was put down by him, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his hand and looked at him silently.

Nan Xiao was anxious all of a sudden, "Let's say okay, if you let go of the knife, I will win, you can't go back on your word." ”

Luo Yan looked at his bleeding wound, frowned, and said, "Even if you want to do it, you have to plug your blood hole." ”

Nan Xiao lowered his head to look at his heart, only to find that his white shirt had been stained with blood.

He didn't care about this bit of blood, but he was a little worried that it would dirty Luo Yan.

After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked, "Shall we continue after treating the wound?" You won't go back? ”

Luo Yan didn't bother to talk to him, climbed to the head of the bed, picked up a book of Tagore's poems on the bedside table and looked at it, and just happened to see this sentence:

'Believe in love, even if it brings you sorrow'

Even if it brings pain and sorrow, do you have to believe in love?

Wouldn't this kind of love be too cheap?

However, celebrities have their own celebrity opinions.

Everyone's experience is different, and their perception of love is also different, and their attitudes will naturally be different.

After a moment of silence, she finally sighed, closed the poetry book again, and looked up at Nanxiao.