private marriage

Someone rushed out and bumped into his arms.

It knocked Ling Shaocheng back two steps.

"Killed, killed—"

Seeing that Ling Nuanqing was also running out, Wu Juan's boyfriend rushed over quickly and held out his hand to her.

Across the crowd, Ling Shaocheng felt as if his heart had been ripped apart, and he could no longer utter the word "run fast".

Ling Nuanqing was the closest to Wu Juan, so she was naturally the most inescapable one.

The man grabbed her by the collar, pulled her back, stretched out the bloody dagger and put it on Ling Nuanqing's neck.

"Don't!" Ling Shaocheng was afraid that he would be too red-eyed and wouldn't listen to what he said. If he just wiped Ling Nuanqing's neck like this, he might die here too.

"I can give you whatever you want, you let her go."

The man stepped back until he reached Wu Juan's side. He had exhausted too much energy, and he would stare around while panting heavily.

In the classroom, those people had already run away, only Ling Nuanqing who was caught by him was left.

Ming Yue rushed in with the man, and the man waved the knife in his hand excitedly, "Get out, get out."

Ling Shaocheng raised his hand, Ming Yue led the people out of the classroom, and saw that the corridor was full of people, many of them were cut and wounded, some cut their palms, some were stabbed, blood dripped on the floor tiles Up, shocking.

He looked in through the glass window with a cold and handsome expression, and saw Ling Shaocheng standing alone inside, the tables and chairs were overturned, and he confronted the man in the chaos.

Ling Nuanqing thought that such a plot would only appear in gangster movies. She never expected that she would become a hostage, but what's the use of him taking her hostage?
He killed someone, but still delusional to escape?
The incandescent lamps in the classroom were extremely bright, and Ling Nuanqing was forced to look up. She was too far away from Ling Shaocheng, and he didn't dare to approach. In addition to fear and fear, there is more despair.

Ling Shaocheng didn't dare to think at all, if someone wiped Ling Nuanqing's neck...

He suppressed his breathing, his mind had never been so chaotic, it was like being pinched by someone's lifeblood, as long as Ling Nuanqing was dead, he would go to the funeral with him.

"Ling Shaocheng—"

Ling Nuanqing called out his name with difficulty, and he suddenly recovered, "Don't be afraid."

Wu Juan, who was lying on her stomach, was awakened by the severe pain. She covered her neck with her hands, and blood gushed out from between her fingers. No grievances, no enmity."

"You women are all the same. You love vanity. Maybe Wu Juan was led astray after she met you."

Ling Nuanqing swallowed with difficulty, Ling Shaocheng was afraid that if she said a wrong word, she would be killed.

"Don't hurt her, I'll give you whatever you want."

"I want your life, will you give it!"

The man was irritated by which word, he raised his knife and pointed at Ling Shaocheng.

"I'll give it," Ling Shaocheng said in a calm tone, not to mention impulsive, "Take me in exchange for her, okay?"

"Aren't you rich? Are you still short of women?"

"There is no shortage, but this is the only thing I want." Ling Shaocheng's voice was flat, without any aggressive meaning, no matter how frightened he was, he kept his voice steady, "Give her back to me, okay? "

Ling Nuanqing felt the knife on her neck tightening. At this moment, she seemed to see through this man at a glance. His fragility and panic were actually very exposed, and she couldn't hide it.

"Don't use your filthy money to try to insult me!"

If Wu Juan hadn't gotten to know Ling Nuanqing, maybe she wouldn't have broken up with him, so this woman was the instigator.

"You drove your car here on purpose, isn't it just to embarrass me? If Wu Juan has a comparison in her heart, she will no longer want to live a good life with me..."

This kind of person will always make excuses for himself.

"It was after that day that we started to quarrel. She saw that everything was wrong with me, and said that I was idle..."

But it was clearly not like this before, she called him husband one by one, and gave him all the money she earned, wanting to break up with him?How can there be such an easy thing in the world?
Wu Juan didn't dare to take a big breath. She lay down on the table and saw that the ground was also covered with blood.

Ling Nuanqing and the man were standing in front of her. She was terrified. He was clearly targeting her. If he saw that she was still alive, he would definitely kill her a few times cruelly.

Ling Shaocheng looked over from that angle and saw Wu Juan clearly. The people outside had already called the police, and the police would arrive soon.

Ming Yue checked several windows, one of which was not locked, and he opened the glass window a little bit.

But there was still a little distance from the window to Ling Nuanqing's position, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

The man pressed down the knife, his eyes showed ruthlessness, as well as a trace of relief and gloating.

He also wanted to see a man like Ling Shaocheng suffer. He killed someone today, but he didn't want to live anyway, and he made money by pulling one.

Ling Nuanqing felt pain in her neck, she tiptoed, Ling Shaocheng wanted to step forward, "Stop!"

"Come on, tell your woman goodbye in the next life, hahaha——"

"and many more!"

Ling Shaocheng's voice was tearing and hoarse, his eyes were bloodshot, his chest was rolling up with blood, and the strength supporting him to stand still seemed to be exhausted.

"Let me say the last two words to her, will you?"

The man actually enjoys this process very much. Watching other people parting ways but having nothing to do, this feeling of superiority is so cool!
"Okay, tell me, I'll give you this chance."

Ling Shaocheng clenched the palms hanging by his side, "Nuan Nuan."

Unknowingly, Ling Nuanqing burst into tears, she was speechless, and the small crying sound spread in the classroom.

This seems to be the last time, Ling Nuanqing doesn't know when the knife will be cut.

She was afraid, afraid of pain, and afraid of death.

She lingered on, living a humble life like an ant, but the darkest years have passed, and she didn't want to die in vain at this time.

Ling Nuanqing cried until her shoulders trembled, and the words that Ling Shaocheng said floated into her ears word by word.

"Stop hating me, okay?"

She couldn't nod or shake her head, the knife rested on her neck, Ling Nuanqing could only look at him helplessly at this moment.

"For the mistakes you made, I have been trying my best to make up for it. I always feel that there is enough time. You are still young, and I can afford to wait, but I didn't expect..." Ling Shaocheng's throat was sweet, and he He gritted his teeth, but still couldn't suppress the trembling in his words.

"Nuannuan, please forgive me, okay? Okay? Don't wait until the next life, don't make me unable to close my eyes, okay?"