Jane Sanshao's love story

Blood debts are paid in blood, it is only right and proper.

You shouldn't feel wronged.

But why is my heart still hurting like it's broken?

The man who used to carefully pick out the seafood for him is now forcing him to eat the whole lobster.

The man he fell in love with throughout his youth is now watching him eat poison.

It's... really sad.

But, that's fine too.

Jian Qiubai raised her eyes, thinking as she looked at Yuan Chengyi who was eating with his head down as usual.

By severing boundaries with him so cruelly and without leaving any room, he would see their relationship more clearly, and completely end all his fantasies.

Jian Qiubai chewed the last bite into his stomach, resisted the urge to vomit like a conditioned reflex, picked up a tissue to wipe his hands and said, "Is it okay now?"

Yuan Yingying didn't have much joy on her face, she just said, "If you finish eating, you can leave now."

Jian Qiubai frowned and said, "Don't you need to stay to clean up the dishes?"

Yuan Chengyi threw the chopsticks in his hand on the table with a snap, locked Jian Qiubai's eyes and said with a sneer, "If you want to stay here to clean up the dishes, that's fine."

Jian Qiubai snorted and said, "Then I'll stay for a while, because I have a lot of things to do tomorrow, so I may not be able to spare time to clean here. I will try my best tonight..."

"Get out!" Yuan Chengyi gritted his teeth and roared, "Get out of my sight immediately."

Jian Qiubai was so strange that it was unbelievable.

Why are you still angry? He has followed his words and done everything he can do. How can he still be unhappy if he follows him so self-torturously and makes him vent his anger.

"I don't mean anything else." Jian Qiubai explained a little helplessly, "It's just that there will be a major operation tomorrow morning, and I can't come so early, so I think you have done all your work tonight."

Yuan Chengyi seemed unable to take it anymore, pointed at Jian Qiubai's nose and roared, "Don't you understand me? I'll let you go! I feel annoyed and uncomfortable when I see you!"

Jian Qiubai stood up from the chair in a panic, picked up the coat behind her and said, "Okay, I'm leaving now, don't be angry anymore."

After speaking, Jian Qiubai put on the black padded clothes, turned and went out.

Seeing him disappear behind the door, Yuan Chengyi's cold face softened a little.

Yuan Yingying stood up and tugged at the corner of Yuan Chengyi's clothes and said, "Brother, why are you so angry?"

Yuan Chengyi brushed the girl's hand away, and said in a cold voice, "Yingying, you've gone too far today."

"I'm overdoing it?" Yuan Yingying's eyes widened, her voice raised, "Brother, I just let him eat a few mouthfuls of lobster. Even if he is allergic, at most it's just a red spot all over his body. What can happen?"

Yuan Chengyi didn't speak.

Yuan Yingying snorted coldly and continued

"Have you forgotten that he killed my mother? It's kind enough that I didn't let him die, but you can't bear it if I just make him feel uncomfortable?"

Yuan Chengyi wearily raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows and said, "Yingying, I don't mean to be unbearable. I also hate Jian Qiubai, but I think that even if you force him to death now, my mother will not be resurrected. "

Yuan Yingying's face darkened, "What do you mean? Could it be that you still want me to forgive him."

Yuan Chengyi raised his head to look at her immature face, and thought for a moment that his heart ached, after all Yingying was just a child who just turned [-], Jian Qiubai made her an orphan, and she had enough reasons to hate Jian Qiubai.

Today, Yuan Yingying just let Jian Qiubai eat lobster, even if she is allergic, she will not lose her life after all.

At best, it was just a rash and a fever.

However, their mother was different, she died.

Never survived.

This kind of regret and hatred can never be made up and repaid.

From this point of view, what reason and stand does he have to blame Yuan Yingying?

"Brother." Yuan Yingying's voice was crying, and she said hoarsely, "Do you think that I have become bad, and that I shouldn't treat Jian Qiubai like this, so you hate me."

Yuan Chengyi sighed, stepped forward, hugged her in his arms and coaxed her, "I didn't think so, I'm sorry, I was wrong just now, you did the right thing, this is what Jian Qiubai deserved, you used your own way to make him Pay off the debt, how can I blame you?"

Yuan Yingying raised her wet eyes and asked pitifully, "Are you sincere?"

Yuan Chengyi pursed his lips, and said in silence for two seconds, "It's true."

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When Jian Qiubai got home, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Fengli had already fallen asleep.

Feeling in the dark, Jian Qiubai walked carefully to Jiang Fengli's bed, tucked in the quilt for her, and covered her with a coat.

Then he walked to his room with a little moonlight outside the window, and fell on the bed with a plop, curling up tightly.

Ten minutes after leaving Yuan Chengyi's house, he began to experience shortness of breath. Fortunately, he was still conscious, and he could still take the bus home in a leisurely manner.

If he fainted on the way, the lights were dark and the sky was freezing, he might have froze to death on the street.

With trembling fingers, Jian Qiubai pulled the quilt over and covered her body.

He could clearly feel that his body temperature was rising at an extremely fast rate. Within half an hour, his body should be covered with small red spots, and then the pain caused his muscles to twitch and his whole body to convulse.

Gritting her teeth, Jian Qiubai straightened up and groped for a pen on the table, then opened her mouth and bit it.

He had to take adequate protective measures before the pain became unbearable.

If he could carry it, he didn't want to bite off his tongue and become dumb.

But he still thought about it too much. After only biting the pen for a while, he couldn't bite anymore.

He couldn't breathe, so he could only open his mouth hard, pinch his neck and breathe heavily.

The familiar spasm spread from the toes, first the calf, then the abdomen, then the arm.

Jian Qiubai didn't want to shout at first, but Jiang Fengli was a light sleeper, and any sound could wake her up.

But he couldn't help it.