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Fu Zhirong looked at Ruan Qianya, and suddenly felt that he had a morbid possessive desire.

He used to not have such feelings for any woman, but now he just wants to keep Ruan Qianya by his side, even if she doesn't want to, even if she is dying.

He also wished he could rub her into his flesh and carry her with him.

"Ruan Qianya, let me tell you, you can't die. Cutting your wrists won't kill people. You can only die if you keep soaking in warm water to prevent your blood from coagulating." Fu Zhirong looked at her frantically, "With me here One day, you have to live for me."

Ruan Qianya seemed to isolate all the sounds from the outside world, and still closed her eyes quietly.

She even breathed very lightly, as if she had fallen into a dormant state.

Fu Zhirong's hands around her waist began to tighten, and then he lowered his head and kissed her neck.

Ruan Qianya's body froze for a moment, but there was no other reaction.

Fu Zhirong had never thought of touching Ruan Qianya, but this kiss gave him a taste.

His slightly cool lips moved up, kissed Ruan Qianya's chin, and kissed her eyes.

He licked his lips lightly, and fixed his eyes on Ruan Qianya's lips.

Ruan Qianya's lips are very beautiful, full of lips, and pink in color. If they taste like it, they must be very special.

Fu Zhirong hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, Ruan Qianya, who seemed to be unconscious, turned his head the moment he was about to touch her lips.

Then Fu Zhirong saw a tear fall down the corner of Ruan Qianya's eye, and hit the clean white bed in the hotel with a thud.

By the way, it hit Fu Zhirong's heart.

He grabbed Ruan Qianya's hair and forced her to look up: "You fucking look at me! I make you sick like that?"

Ruan Qianya slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Fu Zhirong's face seriously for a long time, and then said two words coldly: "Disgusting."

As soon as Fu Zhirong exerted his strength, Ruan Qianya's head hit the head of the bed immediately.

He still remembered the feeling that his skin was ripped apart when his fist hit it just now.

But Ruan Qianya didn't seem to feel any pain, even though she hit hard, she didn't even frown.

Fu Zhirong panicked for a moment, and quickly raised her hand to caress the place where she was hit just now.

It swelled up quickly, and blood oozes in some places.

"You really don't care about dying?!" Fu Zhirong grabbed her by the shoulder, with hatred in his voice.

Ruan Qianya is like a toy played by him, except when Fu Zhirong almost kissed her lips just now, she resisted, the rest of the time Ruan Qianya passively accepted all the humiliation from Fu Zhirong.

Bored, Fu Zhirong threw her back on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Since you tortured me so much, then I will naturally retaliate."

Ruan Qianya was buried on the soft bed, so thin that she could hardly see the ups and downs, and even her breathing seemed to be stagnant.

Every time she is in danger, she wants to gamble.

She can guess the bad guy's mind, she can even guess the sympathy that guy has for him.

When she was kidnapped by Lin Zexiu, she escaped by luck because of Lin Zexiu's kindness to her.

But Fu Zhirong's line of defense was impenetrable, and she couldn't find a breakthrough no matter what.

Even though Fu Zhirong seems to have feelings for him now, this feeling is crazy and destructive.

Such feelings, apart from making Fu Zhirong hurt herself again and again, did not help her in any way.

Ruan Qianya had a sore nose, and tears welled up again.

She kept replaying the last time she saw Jing Yihong and his hand holding her in her mind.

She really wanted to be like last time, as if the magic soldiers fell directly in front of Jing Yihong.

Even if there is only a thin line between life and death, Jing Yihong is at least still ahead of her.

Fu Zhirong went out and called Dr. Zhao in.

With his expression at this time, he doesn't need makeup to attend the ball on Halloween.

Dr. Zhao felt something in his heart, and the unexpected things must have developed in a direction he could not have imagined.

Even though he was prepared in his heart, when he entered the room, his feet were still a little weak.

Ruan Qianya is like a pile of lifeless cotton wool, half of her soul is hanging in the air.

If it weren't for the ups and downs of her chest, it showed that she was still a living person, and it would have been impossible to tell that there was a living thing in the room.

Dr. Zhao sighed heavily, looked at Fu Zhirong and said, "If you had the possibility to become the person he feared the most just now, looking at the current situation, you are definitely going to be that person."

Fu Zhirong's eyes were fixed on Ruan Qianya on the bed: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start."

After Fu Zhirong finished speaking, he strode forward and pulled Ruan Qianya out of the quilt, and then forced her to sit up straight on his body.

Ruan Qianya's eyes drooped sleepily, apparently not intending to cooperate.

Hypnosis is a very risky behavior. The more the other party cooperates, the higher the success rate, and vice versa, the greater the risk.

But it is obvious that Ruan Qianya's current state is not to mention cooperative, she can be considered as a good tutor if she can bear her temper and not cut herself and Fu Zhirong.

Dr. Zhao really had no choice but to use the oldest method.

He took out his mobile phone, chose the most comfortable white noise, and played it publicly.

White noise does have a calming effect, even Fu Zhirong's manic heart calmed down.

But Ruan Qianya wanted to be cut off from all of this, and still maintained the appearance of the ancient well without waves.

Dr. Zhao took out a pocket watch from his pocket, and followed the rhythm of white noise, shaking it in front of Ruan Qianya's eyes.

While shaking his pocket watch, Dr. Zhao said softly: "Now there is a blank sheet of paper in front of you, with a red sun hanging in the middle. You are staring at this red sun closely, expecting it to rise. Are you right?" A new day filled with hope..."

There was a strange force in his voice, even if Ruan Qianya wanted to disagree, her thoughts still involuntarily followed the pocket watch.

Seeing that Ruan Qianya's eyes gradually began to move with the pocket watch, Dr. Zhao was relieved.

"Now in front of your eyes is a brand new piece of white paper. The white paper is very, very big, and you can draw anything on it." Dr. Zhao continued to speak slowly, "Your childhood life, your childhood dreams Hope, your adult work and your unswerving love are all on it..."

Ruan Qianya has begun to uncontrollably follow Dr. Zhao's words to conceive the picture in front of her.

Ruan Qianya's body suddenly began to convulse violently when she heard his last sentence of "unswerving lover until death". She breathed rapidly, opened and closed her mouth, and finally breathed out a name.

Fu Zhirong could hear clearly beside her, the name was: Jing Yihong.