Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 562 That Day, I Forgot to Breathe 07
A young girl with depression, holding a blade in her hand early in the morning, her pale fingers still oozing blood.

Anyone who sees this scene will misunderstand.

Yu Yao tightly held the girl's slender wrist, the cool touch was as delicate as suet white jade, he rubbed it with his fingertips calmly, and then slowly let go.

He was obviously numb to the passing of life, but when he saw the girl holding the blade, he felt nervous uncontrollably.

I don't want to see the girl get hurt, let alone die.

Yu Yao concealed the turbulent emotions in his eyes, and the expression on his face returned to the usual gentleness.

While gently bandaging the wound on the girl's fingertips, he comforted the girl: "I heard about what happened last night. This incident may have brought you a lot of excitement, but you have to remember, sad You can vent, you can talk, and there are many ways to solve it, but the only thing is not to hurt yourself, this is the most unwise approach."

Man Luo obediently let the other party bandage him, and said softly, "Then what should I do now?"

The little girl's clear and clear eyes looked over, and the innocence and confusion blended together, which was actually a different kind of deception.

Yu Yao's hands stopped, and he lowered his head slightly, the gold-rimmed glasses reflected the unpredictable light: "We can try to divert our eyes and shift our attention to things that make you relax."

"For example?" the girl asked.

There was a gleam in Yu Yao's eyes, and his voice was gentle: "For example, Xi'er mentioned yesterday...the person I like."

When he said this, the girl turned her head away unnaturally, with a faint blush on her face: "He."

This shy and timid look made Yu Yao's eyes darken, and his tone was gentle and coaxing: "Yes, let's just talk about him, can Xi'er tell me about him? He...is he a man? female?"

The girl lowered her head even lower, and answered honestly in a low voice, "It's a man."

Yu Yao's eyes became more and more knowledgable, and he was persuasive: "Then how did you know each other?"

Seeing Yu Yao trying his best to find out his own appearance, Man Luo secretly smiled in his heart, but said in a low voice: "We met in this mansion."

"Then what kind of person is he?"

"I don't know very well, but he is very handsome and has a nice voice." Speaking of this, the girl's eyes glowed, and she sighed again: "I really like him."

She just likes Yu Yao's duplicity, gentle scum appearance.

Hearing the girl's heartfelt sigh, Yu Yao's eyes became dark.

He was just curious about what kind of person could make the girl change suddenly.

But he didn't want to ask more questions, the more he couldn't control his emotions.

When he learned that the girl met a man without him knowing, and still favored that man, Yu Yao only felt a fire burning in his heart.

Being proficient in psychology, he quickly analyzed his current situation.

He was jealous, jealous of the man who was liked by the girl.

The fingers on Yu Yao's side curled up, and soon relaxed and stretched.

It seems like he's not just interested in girls.

He seems to...like her...

Realizing this point, Yu Yao gradually looked at the girl with a strong possessive desire.

He never restrained his feelings, if he likes it, he must get it.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too straightforward, the girl sitting there said a little uneasy: "Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)