The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Chapter 168: Heart-wrenching, Zhenbai Moonlight, she became a heartthrob (32)

This dream is too long.

It looks so despairing.

Shi Lin watched as he walked past her mockingly.

As if looking at something dirty, he looked at her condescendingly and said, "You're really stupid."

He couldn't believe his own indifference.

He watched her suffer torture, but refused to save her at all.

It's so cold-blooded.

This dream is really long.

They watched themselves taking care of An Xiaxia gently and considerately, while constantly hurting another innocent girl.

She obviously did nothing wrong.

It seems like my whole life is going to be over.

They suddenly woke up.

Pei Jing's hands were trembling, and when he saw An Xiaxia lying on the operating table, he couldn't tell whether he was lucky or something, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly took out the specially made container from the beginning.

"The car...is the car here?"

Fu Chuyan nodded tiredly, "Let's go from the back mountain. I'll deal with the aftermath here."

He looked coldly at An Xiaxia, whose body was already cold on the operating table.

At that time, would she also be in such pain...

Will she resent him?

He Qi's fingertips trembled slightly, and the huge panic almost swallowed him up like a ferocious bloody mouth. He leaned down slowly and hard and began to vomit blood.

How could he do that...

How could he do that to her...

She loves him so much.

Is it taking advantage?

hospital.

Shi Lin slowly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling with a complicated expression, his expression unpredictable.

He moved his eyes slightly.

The girl was cutting the flower branches slowly. When she saw that he was awake, she showed a soft smile.

"Brother, what did you see?"

Shi Lin stumbled off the quilt and got out of bed, holding Banshu tightly in his arms, as if she was a lost treasure, "Miss... Shushu, I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

"There's no need to say sorry, brother." She pushed him away gently and looked directly into the man's deep obsidian eyes, "Brother needs to atone for his sins."

"Okay, what do you want me to do."

Pan Shu slightly curved her lips.

"You know, only the one who survives has the right to love me."

She raised her lips slightly, "And, atonement."

"Okay, as you wish."

Pan Shu looked at the door of the ward with feeling. She saw a man in a white coat with some blood spattered on his body. His eyes were red and his fingertips were white.

She lazily raised her eyelids and said in an indifferent tone, "You heard me."

"Yes." Pei Jing quietly walked in and gently placed the box at Ban Shu's feet, "These are An Xiaxia's organs."

Pan Shu tilted her head in confusion, "But I don't need it. I never said I needed An Xiaxia's heart or anything else. It's you who want me alive, but I don't."

She gently picked up the box, opened the lid with a click, looked at it for a few seconds, then closed the lid in disgust and threw it into the trash can.

"Sure enough, just like An Xiaxia, he is smelly and disgusting."

Pei Jing moved his lips, and finally closed his eyes in pain.

"Are those all...real?"

"what."

"You were beaten by us..."

Pan Shu didn't stop moving her hands, still slowly pruning the extra branches and vines with the scissors, "Well, I still remember the heartbreaking pain."

She looked at her work with satisfaction and handed the glass bottle to Shi Lin.

Slowly stand up with bare feet.

Slowly looking at the not-so-sharp scissors in her hand, she gently pointed the tip of the scissors at Pei Jing's heart and said in a very soft voice, "The scissors you used were a hundred times sharper than these. My chest... hurts a lot, Pei Jing, I beg you to let me go... but you said, there is nothing you can do, why did Xia Xia suffer so much because of you..."

"You clearly know that she is healthier than anyone else, but you still issued a forged certificate to her."

"Gouging out my old, rotten, diseased heart alive."

"You threw it in the trash."

Ban Shu lifted Pei Jing's chin and ordered him to look into her eyes, "You love An Xiaxia so much. If she has suffered a little injustice, you will take revenge on me. Tell me...what did I do wrong?" .”

"……Feel sorry."

Pei Jing closed his eyes in pain, trying to escape the pain that was almost killing him.

Yes.

She did nothing wrong.

She's just a wonderful, beautiful woman.

An Xiaxia was jealous of her, spread rumors about her, and ruined her.

They are all accomplices.

She smiled slightly and said, "You have a chance to redeem yourself, Pei Jing."

Pei Jing slowly opened his eyes, almost looking up at the god he worshiped.

And he is a sinner anxiously waiting for the punishment from God.

He indeed deserves death.

"Live for me." Pan Shu's voice was charming and seductive, "Kill them, okay?"

She did not shy away from Shi Lin.

Her intentions are simple.

Let them kill each other and suffer torture.

No matter what she asked him to do, Shi Rin would do it.

They love her.

She knows.

What she took advantage of was their love that was engraved in their bones and blood.

From the beginning, she was using love as bait to play a chess game of life and death that they would be unable to escape from throughout their lives.

life and death.

Atonement.

That's fair, isn't it.

Pan Shu narrowed her eyes obediently and took a slow sip of milk tea.

"Don't be a deserter~"

……

On a thunderstorm night, the man looked pale and hugged her tightly from behind, as if saying goodbye.

"Shu Shu, look at me."

Pan Shu turned around with a hint of pity in her eyes, "I didn't expect that the first person to be eliminated would come out so soon."

He Qi cut his hair and looked more like He Jiali.

He no longer wore a rigid gray suit and put on a white sweatshirt. He was imitating He Jiali.

"Do I look like him?" he asked in a low voice.

Pan Shu raised her lips cruelly, "So what, He Qi, in the last life, we were lovers who were sleeping side by side, but you personally coaxed me to go to the operating table. You really... have a cold heart made of stone. "

He Qi looked at her deeply, "So, how about I go die?"

He knew that this was a dead end.

No matter whether he wins or is eliminated, there is no way for him to gain any sympathy from her.

The word "atonement" itself is useless to He Qi.

Because he has sinned beyond redemption.

If you take the initiative to make the first dead move, you can still get a little mercy from her.

"Okay, go to hell."

Pan Shu fluttered away from his embrace, her red lips moving every word: "Your breath really makes me feel sick to my stomach."

"Especially, this nondescript outfit."

"You can never compare to He Jiali."

"Even if you look exactly like him, it can't cover up the dirty stench in your soul."

He Qi's face turned pale. He licked his chapped and pale lips and curved the corners of his lips ugly, "...I know."

……

"The latest financial channel news shows that the shares of two leading companies, Fu's and Shi's, have plummeted, which is suspected of vicious competition...insert a breaking news..."

"According to a Taiwanese news report on January 1, the famous artist Mr. He Qi committed suicide by swallowing a gun at 5:1 on the evening of January 4. After resuscitation failed, he died on the spot... It is reported that Mr. He Qi's outstanding art has contributed to the entire world. contribute……"

The man in black pressed the power button on the remote control indifferently.

He curled his lower lip coldly and mockingly.

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