He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Shen Bixiao looked up at Xiao Chuyi, his figure was crumbling, and he gritted his teeth with humiliation and hatred.

He remembered the last time he saw Xiao Chuyi, the other party asked him to kneel down and beg him.

With Shen Bixiao's arrogance, how could he agree to his request.

After a bad breakup, it was a complete tear of face.

Shen Bixiao no longer concealed her dislike and contempt for Xiao Chuyi, wishing that he would suffer the most unfortunate and humiliating disaster in the world.

However, after many days, he still knelt down in front of Xiao Chuyi.

Still in this suffocating way.

Shen Bixiao was so angry that she almost lost her mind, her eyes staring at Xiao Chuyi were flushed with anger.

Sooner or later, sooner or later, he will let Xiao Chuyi experience this kind of humiliation...

Shen Bixiao who was thinking this way completely forgot that he had already done the same thing to Xiao Chuyi.

But even if he remembered, so what, in Shen Bixiao's mind, he was the only god-like existence who could play with others at will.

But if others failed him, it would be a great sin.

Xiao Chuyi leaned against the wall, folded his arms, looked at Shen Bixiao's humiliated expression, and smiled lightly.

"Okay, if there's anything else, let's just talk about it." Xiao Chuyi said.

"You—" Shen Bixiao said viciously, "You wait for me, I will never let you go!"

"Hmm." Xiao Chuyi nodded perfunctorily, "Except for these nonsense?"

Seeing Xiao Chuyi's contemptuous expression, Shen Bixiao froze for a moment, then struggled to get up.

"Xiao Chuyi! Don't be too complacent!" Shen Bixiao said coldly, "This is City B—"

Xiao Chuyi kicked Shen Bixiao's calf on the other side.

This time he used [-]% of his strength, Shen Bixiao only felt a sharp pain in his leg, and immediately fell to his knees uncontrollably.

Because he didn't have time to react, he slammed his face down and fell to the ground.

"I've heard this sentence before." Xiao Chuyi said lightly, "Is there anything new?"

Shen Bixiao gritted her teeth, and finally saw the situation clearly——

The current Xiao Chuyi is a mad dog, all love has been lost in those eyes, only cold loathing and hatred are left.

When did it start?

Shen Bixiao couldn't figure it out, and couldn't find out.

He has not paid attention to Xiao Chuyi's emotional changes for a long, long time.

I don't know when, he looked at Xiao Chuyi like a tired toy.

The result of indifference is a big fall under unpredictable circumstances.

Shen Bixiao was still unwilling to give in to Xiao Chuyi.

But he also knew that speaking harsh words would not do him any good, so he could only temporarily shut his mouth.

This is not the end for Xiao Chuyi.

"Have you finished? It's me." Xiao Chuyi stepped on Shen Bixiao's back and held him in place, tilting his head to look at his face squeezed by the ground, "Why did you lie to me?"

Why did you lie to me?

If you don't like me, why do you want to approach me?

Since you said you like me, why do you want to hurt me?

Through the fog that no one knows, Xiao Chuyi saw the hopeless "Xiao Chuyi" at the end of time, with eyes full of blood and tears, filled with hatred, resentment, and pain, and gradually disappeared. Love.

He looked at Shen Bixiao who was forced to fall to the ground, weeping blood every word.

For the property of the Xiao family.

He knew, and then he finally knew.

But the truth cannot offset the pain in the heart of being played with emotions wantonly.

Emotion and reason are always two different things.

"Xiao Chuyi" knew the reason why Shen Bixiao lied to him, but he still couldn't accept the fact that his feelings were being trampled on by calculations.

Why lie to me.

This is not even a question, but the lingering obsession of the long-dead soul.

Shen Bixiao heard it.

He looked at Xiao Chuyi's face with difficulty through his skewed vision.

Obviously the other party just asked a question calmly, as if asking a common question about the weather tomorrow.

But he seemed to see another pair of painful eyes.

When being watched by those eyes full of countless complex emotions, Shen Bixiao actually felt a little afraid to look directly.

"Xiao Chuyi" undoubtedly loved Shen Bixiao deeply.

In other words, once deeply in love.

Did Shen Bixiao ever have any feelings for the person who was always staring at him eagerly?

Maybe there was.

How could it not be possible? To be watched so tenderly and cared for meticulously is like looking at the whole world of oneself.

Even a stone would be heated, not to mention a human heart made of flesh.

But Shen Bixiao is extremely proud, he disdains such gentle warmth, unwilling to admit that he has feelings for his "prey".

So he hated Xiao Chuyi more and more, and poured countless malice on him, so as to maintain his "dignity" that no one knew about.

It remains so until now.

Shen Bixiao was in a trance for a moment, and suddenly struggled excitedly. He sneered and mocked: "Oh, you don't really think that I liked you?! Don't be sentimental, you are worthy? You—— "

"boom--"

Xiao Chuyi slammed Shen Bixiao's face to the ground.

Immediately, he let go of his hand, patted the smoke and dust on his hand, and said in a flat tone: "Ah, sorry, my hand is slippery."

Parking space on the side of the road.

"Uncle, what do you think Mr. Xiao is doing?" Sheng Jianghe looked out the car window, but no one came out after waiting for a long time. Being surrounded and beaten—oh—”

Sheng Jianghe turned his head while clutching his slapped forehead, staring at his uncle next to him.

"It's pretty quick to change your mind. Wouldn't it be nice to be so good at the beginning?" Sheng Yuhang squinted at his little nephew, unbuttoned his seat belt, pulled out the car key, and opened the door, "Wait here, I'll go and see look."

Sheng Jianghe originally wanted to get out of the car, but retreated silently under his uncle's kind eyes.

With a soft bang, the car door was closed, and Sheng Jianghe sat alone in the car, taking out a knife out of boredom.

He looked at the utility knife he bought recently, and at the knife returned by Xiao Chuyi, his fingertips moved slightly, but he remembered Xiao Chuyi's warning.

Sheng Jianghe curled his lips, and finally put away all the knives, holding his mobile phone and poking around in the class group.

When turning the third corner, Sheng Yuhang saw Xiao Chuyi.

The latter looked a little embarrassed at the moment, not to mention the wounds on his face and neck, and the white shirt was also stained a little bright red.

If you ran out casually at this time, there was a high probability that you would be directly turned away by enthusiastic people and sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Sheng Yuhang's heart skipped a beat, but he glanced roughly through his glasses, and quickly realized that these injuries were not serious.

When Xiao Chuyi walked over, his pace was slower than when he left, and he didn't know if it was because he was too tired or because of the wounds on his body.

But the expression on his face didn't change much, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a lazy tone.

"Are you okay?" Sheng Yuhang asked.

"It's okay." Xiao Chuyi was stunned, as if he just saw such a person in front of him, "Didn't I tell you to go back first?"

"That's what I planned." Sheng Yuhang smiled gently, "But I suddenly remembered that you don't seem to know the way, so I came back to look for you."