My Heart

After going out the door, the feeling of suffocation still did not subside, and there was an unknown fire in her chest. Jing Qian had already tried her best to tell herself that she had no reason to be angry, and Longma had a reason.But another voice said: "Hate him!! You should hate him!!" Jing Qian staggered in pain like a heart convulsion, and almost fell down.There was a fishy smell spreading from her mouth, and blood flowed down the corner of her mouth. Jing Qian hurriedly took out the medicine, trying to use the medicine to suppress the voice in her heart. Anyway, bleeding was very common for her before, even if she died So what, is there a difference between life and death?

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It was getting dark gradually, Jing Qian was walking aimlessly on the street, the cold wind was blowing fiercely, but Jing Qian didn't seem to feel the cold at all, perhaps, it was because she was used to the cold... Jing Qian was sitting on the bus Station: She has an ordinary family, but has an extraordinary identity. Her family is happy, but his family is broken. When she went to comfort him, he slapped her. Since then, their fates have intersected. .When we met again, he hugged the seductive woman and stood proudly in front of her. She was very guilty, so no matter what he did to her, she was never angry.The drizzle was hazy, and the seductive woman pierced her heart with his usual dagger.She fell like an angel of broken-winged angels, yet never resented.He was tearing his heart out on the rooftop, and finally jumped off.In fact, he loves her, loves her very much... Jing Qian woke up from the nightmare, she was so afraid, afraid of going back to the past.

The next day, when Jing Qian came to the school, others stared at her strangely. A large group of people gathered around the bulletin board, but after seeing Jing Qian, they dispersed one after another.Jing Qian didn't want to talk about anything, but after seeing the title, she couldn't maintain her original calm anymore

{Atobe Jingqian once lived in a mental hospital! !I don't know what will happen! ! }Jing Qian frantically tore the report until she was exhausted and tired. She knelt down and hugged herself to find warmth, but found that no matter what she did, she couldn't change the coldness of her tears.Her heart began to ache again, Jing Qian turned around and wanted to leave, but found herself surrounded by a lot of reporters.They asked Jing Qian all kinds of questions. The harder Jing Qian tried to squeeze out of the crowd, the tighter the reporters blocked her.Jing Qian seemed so powerless in the crowd, but no one came to help her. She was helpless and lonely in the crowded crowd. When she went down, it was the same warm hand that took her out of the cold. It was him—Vic!Vic: "That's enough, stop arguing!!" Vic hugged Jing Qian and left the crowd, but there were still people taking pictures.Vic carried Jing Qian to the person who had just arrived, and said, "Do you know where she was yesterday? She slept at the bus station all night. Where were you when she was most helpless? You don't want You are so self-righteous!! Echizen Ryoma!!" There was a sudden silence...but Jing Qian was falling into a deep sleep at the moment