After escaping, the scum attack stalked me

Qin Haotian is back.

Wrapped in a layer of wind and snow and exhausted, I got out of the car.

I saw An Sheng, who was barefoot and wearing thin clothes, standing at the door.

With a slightly displeased face, she handed Aunt He a box of desserts in her hand.

I grabbed Qin Haotian's windbreaker and asked him emotionally: "Where is Qin Yifan? What about others? Tell me quickly."

"Tell me now."

"He's dead." Yun Danfeng spit out these three words lightly, thinking it was such an unworthy thing to mention.

he died?

These three words crazily circled in my mind, these three words were like a sentence for me, he died?I killed it.

Ridiculous and sad, I have killed another person.

"He... died...? How could this happen? How could this happen?"

"Qin Haotian, are you lying to me? Are you?"

This voice of questioning was heart-piercing and painful.

"You are a lunatic, devil." I don't know how to face two lives anymore, it seems to tell me all the time, I am a bastard, yes, a bastard, no wonder my parents don't like me, the people in the village hate me I.

When I was young, the children in the village were ostracizing me, insulting me, saying that I was calculated by the fortune teller in the village, my fortune was extremely bad, and anyone who came into contact with me would be unlucky.

So, is this my fault?

Tears gushed out like an unstoppable switch.

Qin Haotian watched An Sheng getting more and more excited, tears kept falling, and the deepest part of his heart was pricked a few times, it wouldn't hurt too much, but he wouldn't be unconscious either.

Qin Haotian was about to explain, when suddenly An Sheng rushed to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife, and pointed the tip at Qin Haotian emotionally.

All the people present were taken aback.

Especially Aunt He, she didn't know why An Sheng was so emotional all of a sudden, the kitchen knife was very sharp, and if she was not careful, she would hurt herself.

Qin Haotian was frightened by his actions, and raised his guts to his throat, resisting the worries and tremors that were about to overflow, and said in a steady tone: "Put down the knife."

He didn't listen.

"Put the knife down."

"Put the knife down."

He still didn't listen.

Qin Haotian had to admit that for a moment, he was afraid, afraid that this person would kill him.

So what's the point of everything I've done?

"Qin Haotian, tell me, where is Qin Yifan? I want to go and see him, okay?"

He was too thin, the sound of crying and the shaking of his body, Qin Haotian was afraid that he would faint again suddenly.

He is in poor health.

The doctor said that he had just been in a car accident not long ago, and his body was very weak. Coupled with long-term insomnia, anorexia, and tendency to depression, if he didn't take care of himself well, he estimated that his body would be as bad as a dying year.

"An Sheng, he's not dead, he's not dead, I lied to you just now. Put down the knife first."

Oh, he's lying to me again.

"If there is an afterlife, I don't want to meet you anymore, and I don't want to like you anymore. I killed your grandma, you should hate me, but what about Qin Yifan? What did he do wrong? You have to arrange someone Go and kill him, he is your brother, how can you do it?"

"He is not dead, how many times do you want me to tell you, he is not as good as you imagined, I just taught him some lessons, he is still in the hospital. If you want to see him, I will not stop you, first put Put the knife down."

"Be obedient, put down the knife first."

"Go away, don't come over..."

"Qin Haotian, you are a lunatic, why would I like a lunatic? It's ridiculous."

"I don't understand why you are so cruel? Whenever I mistakenly think that you like me a little bit, you wake me up like a basin of cold water from head to toe. You don't believe me, you have always been , I saved you, but I couldn't save your grandma. Your grandma died because of me. I am sorry for your grandma. But now... I don't think I owe you anything..."

Qin Haotian's whole body's attention was focused on his sharp kitchen knife, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated, and he was afraid that he would kill him in the next second.

"As long as you are obedient, the previous things can be treated as if they never happened. I will not marry Shen Huanjin. You can always stay by my side. Put down the knife first, and I will explain to you slowly, okay?"

The tone of deliberately lowering my posture is very ironic in my opinion, "You treat me as a thing? Item? Is that right? Be obedient, hehe... Qin Haotian, you make me feel that I seem to have fallen in love with you all my life You are an outrageously wrong thing."

"Look, it's the New Year's Eve in two days, time flies so fast, some things should be over."

With tears in my eyes, I glanced at him, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

Under everyone's gaze, the sharp kitchen knife cut An Sheng's wrist, dripping with blood on the smooth floor.

The knife was very sharp, and An Sheng cut deeply with the determination to die.

The blood kept flowing like it couldn't stop.

Qin Haotian's heart ached so badly that he almost stopped breathing.

Does he really hate him that much?

Seeing this bloody scene, Aunt He was shocked and her heart beat into her throat. This...

Qin Haotian immediately stepped forward and hugged An Sheng who was about to lose too much blood and fainted. The body temperature of this person in his arms was slowly dropping, and he yelled at Zhang Li outside the door in grief and indignation: "Hurry up and drive."

Zhang Li opened the car door, and Qin Haotian walked quickly into the car with An Sheng in his arms.

Zhang Li was driving in front, and Qin Haotian in the back seat hugged An Sheng tightly.

Qin Haotian pursed his thin lips tightly, his face was livid and panicked, his eyes were red, and he stared straight at An Sheng in his arms.

Although the wound on An Sheng's wrist was bandaged casually, the blood still couldn't stop flowing out, dripping down the wrist and onto the car carpet.

Qin Haotian covered An Sheng's wound with one hand, while urging the tension in front of him to hurry up.

Zhang Li could naturally see the deep worry in the boss's tone, and another side appeared on his handsome face that has never changed for thousands of years, worried, nervous, panicked, and afraid of losing.

Human life was at stake, so he rushed to the hospital as fast as he could drive.

An Sheng's face became paler and paler, and even his previously rosy lips had lost any color at this moment.

Qin Haotian was wearing a heavy coat. He felt that An Sheng's body temperature was dropping, so he hurriedly took off the coat and covered An Sheng's body.

Can't die, never die.

How dare he?

How could a person who used to be so afraid of pain and eat sugar be so cruel to himself?

He still has a lot to say before he has time to talk to him, how can he die?

An Sheng, don't die.

If you can wake up, I will let you go.You don't owe me anything, I'm just... afraid that you won't be by my side.