He didn't even put on shoes, walked to the cabinet with his back to her, bent down and opened the drawer.

Soon, Si Moli turned back with a knife in his hand.

"My sword!" Liang Nianhe recognized it immediately and exclaimed.

It turned out that he hid it in the cabinet!

Si Moli held the knife casually and weighed it twice in his hand: "Yes, this is the real knife I replaced. If you had taken this knife just now, I would have lost too much blood by now... died."

Liang Nianhe slowly sat up from the bed, his hair hanging in front of him, his expression full of confusion.

What exactly does Si Moli want to do?

Why did he take out the real knife now?

Just when she couldn't figure it out, Si Moli actually handed over the knife and placed it in front of her: "I will... return it to you now."

Liang Nianhe looked at the knife, then raised his head and looked at Si Moli: "Give it back to me?"

"Yes. This is yours."

Her heart trembled: "Si Moli, do you know what you are doing?"

"Ah."

While he responded, he handed the knife forward again.

The handle of the knife was right in front of Liang Nianhe, and she could reach out and hold it.

The tip of the knife was facing Si Moli.

Liang Nianhe still didn't pick him up, but still looked at Si Moli.

The development of things... was getting more and more beyond her imagination. She didn't know what would happen in the next second!

The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and Si Moli sighed: "I've given you all the opportunities, but you still don't know how to seize them."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to take Liang Nianhe's hand, opened her fingers one by one, asked her to spread her palms, and then...

He put the knife in her hand and closed her fingers one by one.

After doing this, he curled his lips with satisfaction.

Liang Nianhe's hands were trembling slightly.

This is a real knife! It's totally possible to kill someone!

Si Moli was right in front of her, and she could stab the knife into his body with just a wave of her hand!

How can a body of flesh and blood compete with a cold steel blade!

He actually gave the knife back to her and let her hold it...

"Don't shake." Si Moli bent down and looked at her level. There was no emotion in his dark eyes, "Don't you really want me to die? Liang Nianhe, you can take action now."

She opened her mouth again and again, and after repeating it several times, she managed to say one sentence: "You give me a chance... to kill you?"

"Yes."

Liang Nianhe's pupils suddenly shrank in disbelief.

No wonder he asked just now if she would stop hating him if he died...

He actually wanted to use his life to resolve her overwhelming hatred for him!

Si Moli is so big! For real!

Only to hear Si Moli say again: "Liang Nianhe, you'd better find the right position when this knife is going to kill you, don't miss the target. Moreover, I will use this knife to repay all my previous debts to you. Go to Finally, there will be no hatred between you and me, and we will be completely clean."

His voice was low: "You, please don't hate me anymore. Can you?"

Liang Nianhe was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and he almost couldn't hold the knife.

It was quiet in the master bedroom.

"Are you...are you kidding? Are you willing to die?" Liang Nianhe finally asked, "Si Moli, you have been prosperous and high-ranking in your life. Wouldn't it be a pity to die in my hands like this?" "

"It is my honor to die in your hands."

How could it be a pity?

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