Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

In the cold living room, the clock ticked and four hours passed unknowingly.

Lu Qichen, who had been sitting motionless in the living room, finally moved. He stretched his stiff body and tried to stand up.

After a while, he walked upstairs step by step. He gently opened her door, and the room was still brightly lit.

On the bed, she fell asleep with her eyes closed. Her face was a little pale and she looked weak and innocent, but her brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked like she was not sleeping well.

It looks really pitiful.

[Darkness value -10, current darkness value is 85]

Lu Qichen pursed his lips and walked to the cabinet beside him. He gently opened the drawer, took out a medical box, and took out an anti-inflammatory pill from the box.

He dipped a cotton swab in the medicine and carefully applied it to her lips and other wounds.

She felt the pain and moved slightly.

He kept holding the cotton swab, his whole body frozen. After a while, when he saw that she didn't wake up, he continued to apply the medicine on her. This time, his movements were lighter and even his breathing slowed down.

After applying it carefully for a long time, he put the ointment back where it belonged and then opened the closet in her room.

The closet is filled with women's clothes, which are exquisite and beautiful, and all of them are limited editions.

He pulled out a red dress, and if you looked closely you would see that it was very similar to the one she was wearing when he first met her.

He folded the skirt neatly and slowly placed it beside her, but did not leave the room after putting the skirt away.

He stood beside her bed and looked at her, with pity and pain, love and hate constantly intertwining in his eyes.

He knew clearly in his heart that he still loved her deeply.

But she...

Why couldn't she just love him? He was really willing to do anything for her.

Even if it means pretending to be the person she likes.

He left quietly and closed the door silently. He didn't know that a cold tear fell on her face and quickly disappeared into the pillow. Her eyelashes trembled, but she didn't open her eyes.

After returning to the room, Lu Qichen opened the drawer, took out the sharp dagger inside, and walked to the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled sneerfully. He faced the sink and without hesitation slashed his arm hard. Bright red blood immediately flowed out.

His face was calm, but his movements were as if he was crazy. He cut up the arm with the knife again and again. Soon, the arm that once looked good was covered with scars and blood.

He shouldn't have hurt her, he obviously loved her so much.

He looked at his crazy self in the mirror and found it ridiculous. How did he get to this point?

He took out alcohol and poured it on his arm. The pungent smell filled the air. He seemed not to feel any pain. He took out a bandage and hastily bandaged the wound. Soon the bandage began to bleed. Seeing this, he just wrapped it a few more times.

After washing up, he sat at the computer. The pain made his arms tremble unconsciously, but his fingers danced quickly.

Soon, all the news about the project manager who was with Xu Meir in the coffee shop that day came out. He saw him boasting in the mall, he saw him smiling at Xu Meir, and he also saw him being unruly in the bar.

He even found out about his record of tax evasion and the hit-and-run incident three years ago.

……

This person can't even keep himself clean.

Is this the kind of person she likes?

If this person no longer existed in this world, would she fall in love with him again?

Lu Qichen looked at the person in the computer with a dark look in his eyes.

[Darkness value +8, current darkness value is 93]