private marriage

"Hahaha--"

The man laughed inhumanly. There is such a kind of person in this world who can't see the good of others. He has already lost his compassion. He only feels that his bad life is because of others.

He was miserable, so he wished he could take the whole world to be buried with him.

Ling Nuanqing couldn't see clearly the expression on Ling Shaocheng's face, whether it was real or not.

But it was such a time, she couldn't care about it, the voice came to her ears with grief, the sadness of parting was pulling Ling Nuanqing's nerves.

She was suddenly terrified.

"I... If I die, don't let Lingling and Yanyan see me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ling Shaocheng couldn't hear this word, his eyes gradually moved down, and looked at Wu Juan who was about to get up.

The man in front of her would have no defense against her. Because of Ling Shaocheng's words, his hand holding the knife left Ling Nuanqing's neck.

The man pointed his knife at Ling Shaocheng not far away. "I'm so touched by that, how about I help you see her off first, and then you go to accompany her, how about that? Hahaha——"

Ling Shaocheng stared at Wu Juan, and gave her a look. If she pushed the man away at this time, the bodyguards outside the window were ready to jump in and grab him, and there was enough time.

As long as Wu Juan can push the man away, she and Ling Nuanqing can run to the window in a few steps, and there will be someone there to protect them.

But Wu Juan escaped from the gate of hell, even if she understood Ling Shaocheng's eyes, she didn't dare.

What if?
When the man sees that she is not dead, he will definitely deal with her fiercely, and will not give her another chance to live.

She didn't dare to make a sound. The pain in her neck made her eyes dark when she got up. She took a step back quietly, trying to get out of this dangerous circle.

Ling Shaocheng's heart sank completely, and the man didn't want to waste any more time.

He killed one by one, and when the police arrived, he had no chance.

He raised his hand and was about to drop the knife, Ling Shaocheng was enveloped by the powerlessness that swept over him, the sharp knife fell with a cold light, the bright red blood on it was too deep and thick, so that now there is still blood dripping on the sharp edge of the knife .

Ling Nuanqing's eyes were scarlet against the background, she pursed her lips tightly, and looked at Ling Shaocheng firmly.

So, people, you never know which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.

She just came to attend a class, but who would have thought that she would be pushed to the door of the abyss by the god of death.

Ling Nuanqing's lips trembled, and Ling Shaocheng's figure blurred in her tearful eyes, like a statue made of clay, which would melt when it came into contact with water.

She once hated him so deeply, refused to forgive, and entangled him until death. Now that she was standing in front of death, Ling Nuanqing couldn't hate him anymore. Her only thought was to live.

She had nothing to say, and she didn't have time to say too many last words, Ling Nuanqing's eyes slowly rolled down.

She couldn't see Ling Shaocheng's figure anymore, nor could she see the despair and pain on his face. She was too tired to be entangled in this life. In the next life, why don't you see her...

The man raised the knife and pierced Ling Nuanqing's neck. Ling Shaocheng's ruthlessness from the bottom of the pond jumped out instantly, rushing to drive away his fear and anxiety. His long and narrow eyes looked at the figure who was about to flee to the window, His face was as cold as frost.

"There is an injustice and a debtor. The person you want to kill is still alive. Don't you think it's too bad?"

The man stopped his hands and looked at Ling Shaocheng.

Ling Shaocheng pointed behind him.

The man was afraid that he was lying to him, so he put his arms around Ling Nuanqing's neck and turned around. Wu Juan ran to the window. She almost fainted, with her hands on the white wall, and she was about to climb out of the window.

The man pushed Ling Nuanqing away like crazy, jumped onto the chair next to him, and leaped towards Wu Juan.

Wu Juan shouted hysterically. "Help, help—"

Ling Nuanqing bumped into the chair next door, her body almost flew out like a broken sack, she managed to stand still, and she didn't realize what happened before she opened her eyes.

She looked at Ling Shaocheng who was walking quickly, and without thinking, Ling Nuanqing ran over and threw herself into his arms.

Her body was trembling with fear, Ling Shaocheng was not much better, he pressed his palm on the back of Ling Nuanqing's head.

"Don't be afraid, it's all right."

Ling Nuanqing couldn't help it, she was terrified all by herself, her teeth were clenching and Ling Shaocheng could hear the clucking.

There was a scream from behind, very shrill, Ling Nuanqing wanted to look back, but Ling Shaocheng held her head tightly.

"do not look."

Wu Juan was no match for her boyfriend, and was injured again, so she could only beg for mercy. "Let me go, okay..."

"Did you let me go?"

Wu Juan's vocal cords were damaged, and she could not speak hoarsely. Fearing that Ling Shaocheng was still in danger, Ming Yue asked the bodyguards to jump into the classroom from the window.

The man became ruthless, grabbed Wu Juan's hair, and stabbed a knife into her back.

He was grabbed by the shoulders and fell to the ground. Ling Shaocheng watched this scene with cold eyes.

He couldn't imagine what would happen to Ling Nuanqing if the knife was stuck on her body.

Ling Shaocheng hugged her shoulders tightly and took her out. The police and ambulance came, the scene was sealed off, and the classroom was crowded with people.

"Oh my god, it's too scary. If you break up, you break up. Why do you want to kill people?"

"And hurt the innocent, why did we provoke him?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't know what was going on inside the house, she hid in Ling Shaocheng's arms, and wanted to turn her head to look.

Ling Shaocheng simply covered her head with his coat. "Look at what?"

"You... are you lying to him?"

Ling Shaocheng looked down at the person in his arms, "I didn't lie to him."

That's right, Ling Nuanqing heard Wu Juan's yelling, which means that Ling Shaocheng yelled that sentence, and only then did she get her life back.

She was a little soft and could barely stand, she could only lean against Ling Shaocheng.

There was a lot of noise in the ear, the man had already been restrained, and was soon handcuffed and pulled out from inside.

Wu Juan was seriously injured and lay motionless on the ground. There were bloodstains everywhere in the classroom.

"Wu Juan won't die, will she?"

A classmate of the same class stood at the door and looked around, worried.

"She was smeared on the neck, coupled with the knife in the back, it was more or less ominous."

A voice pierced into Ling Nuanqing's ears, Ling Shaocheng raised his hand to cover her, Ling Nuanqing shook his head.

He lowered his body and brought his thin lips to her ear. "Will you blame me?"

Ling Nuanqing didn't react for a while, why blame him?During the whole incident, what did Ling Shaocheng do so that she could be harsh?
Ling Nuanqing immediately thought of the last sentence Ling Shaocheng said to Wu Juan's boyfriend.

She shook her head again, she wouldn't insist that he was cruel just because of this, in the face of life and death, isn't Ling Shaocheng's selfishness for her? "If you want to blame, I can't blame you, just blame me."