A sudden thunder exploded overhead.
In shock, I watched Ji Linting take out the knife I gave him and stab it into his chest where his liver was.
He was still wearing the same off-white suit when he came today.
I once said that I like him best in a white suit.
That would make him look more like a prince who walked out of a healing comic, gentle as jade and with outstanding temperament.
Now, the white suit was instantly stained red with blood, like a seductive red flower blooming on the chest.
When I touched that red, I thought of the blood splattering everywhere when my throat was cut in the alley, and the shocking pool of blood dripping onto the floor when I was lying on the operating table.
I didn't expect that this man was so cruel to me and even crueler to himself.
Ji Linting took his trembling, blood-stained hand away from the hilt, staggered forward, held my hand, and tried to pull my hand to touch the hilt that was exposed outside his body.
"Come, dig it up, as long as it makes you feel better!"
His face was covered with rain, and he himself didn't know whether there were tears on his face.
For some reason, even though the knife was supposed to be stabbing his liver, he felt the pain was really in his heart.
"If you dig it out, come home with me, okay? I..."
Ji Linting stammered, his voice filled with sorrow, and finally gritted his teeth and uttered those three words, "I was wrong..."
He shouldn't have left her alone at the police station after she had finally returned from northern Myanmar without picking her up, nor should he have told her to die when she was in danger in the alley, which led to him accidentally killing her.
If he could be resurrected, he really wanted her to kill him once too.
He held my hand tightly to make me feel better.
I numbly let him pull the knife until it touched the handle. I glanced at the surveillance camera outside the villa, and my hand holding the handle couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The pain of having my liver removed alive on the operating table is still fresh in my mind yesterday. Now I really wish I could kill him like I did then.
But I can't, I can't let Chenchen know that his parents are murderers.
The two people who once loved each other now stabbed each other with knives.
"First wish!"
Zhou Binchen's anxious voice came from behind.
Before I could struggle to pull my hand away from the hilt, Ji Linting's hand dropped limply, and his whole body fell straight back.
Just by coincidence, the hilt of the knife was in my hand, and as he fell to the ground, the knife was pulled out of his body, spraying blood all over my face.
"ah……"
I was so startled that the knife dropped from my hand, and the handle made a crisp sound when it hit the stone surface.
Zhou Bingchen happened to rush over and hugged me in his arms, "It's okay, it's okay, he deserved to die!"
Unfortunately, an hour later, after Zhou Bingchen's private doctor finished treating his wound, he came over and told us, "His wound wasn't deep, and his internal organs weren't damaged. He probably just fainted from excessive excitement."
I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and after the doctor left, I walked to Ji Linting's bed and kicked this useless man.
I was just wondering, I had my throat cut and was hit in the face with a blunt object, but it wasn't that easy to die, so how could he die with just a small knife stab? It turned out that he was a doctor who knew how to act with restraint, and he was so moved by his own emotional performance that he fainted.
In a fit of rage, I couldn't help but kick the man on the bed in the crotch to relieve the anger I felt when I was a soul and witnessed his cheating.
At that time, Zhou Bingchen came in with a glass of milk and wanted to give it to me.
As soon as he came in, he saw me kicking the man on the bed in the vital part without mercy.
For a moment, he felt his body tense up and began to ache slightly in his lower body.
He handed me the milk, his eyes fixed on the conservative silk pajamas I was wearing.
When I came back just now, I was covered in blood and immediately went to take a shower.
But it was late at night and I still had the scarf around my neck, which looked very strange.
I stood in front of Ji Linting's bed and felt uncomfortable being stared at by Zhou Binchen. I didn't know whether to drink the milk or not.
When we were in northern Myanmar, he would bring me a glass of milk every night, saying that there was too much milk in the base and it would be a waste if I didn't drink it.
Now he's giving me milk again. Are there dairy cows on this mountain?
Although I liked drinking milk when I was alive, I am a dead person now. How can I drink it?
Even if you drink it, the milk will probably leak out of your throat!
Just when my mind was wandering in the sky, Zhou Bingchen had turned behind me without me noticing, and his hot body was inexplicably close to mine.
My heart tightened and I was extremely panicked.
Who knows what you fear will come true.
This man who looks serious but is actually a bit reserved actually started to fight.
He put one hand around my slender waist and used the other hand to aggressively unbutton my pajamas.
"You...what are you doing?"
My voice trembled into a split-legged creak, and even the hand holding the milk was shaking slightly.
The light is still on. If I take off my clothes, won’t he find out that I’m not actually human?
I grabbed his wrist and started to struggle. Suppressing my panic, I tried to dissuade him, "Don't do this, my husband is still here!"
But he continued to move recklessly, his voice hoarse, "Isn't this more exciting?"
I was completely stunned. I didn't expect that such a serious person like Zhou Binchen would say such a thing.
I guess those three years were just a sham.
At that time, Zhou Bingchen, who was unbuttoning the woman in his arms, was actually shaking his hands.
He was born with a very sensitive sense of smell. Even though the woman in front of him had sprayed herself with strong perfume after taking a shower, it still couldn't cover up the smell on her body that only a dead person could have.
He is so familiar with this smell!
At this moment, he always felt that the woman in his arms must be carrying an unspeakable secret, and what's worse, he would never be able to accept this secret.
Without hesitation, he unbuttoned her pajamas with trembling hands under the pretext of flirting, just wanting to confirm his guess.
When she said, "My husband is still here," and he replied, "It's more exciting this way," he was completely stunned.
How could he, who has always been brought up with strict family education, say such shameful words?
But he still didn't listen to the movements of his hands, determined to reveal the answer.
Just when I was extremely annoyed and wanted to turn around and push him away, Ji Linting, who was lying on the bed with his upper body naked and wrapped in gauze, suddenly opened his eyes like a ghost and stared at the two of us who were in ambiguous postures and doing excessive actions.
In her wide-open, red eyes, the brown pupils reflected the ambiguous scene between Zhou Binchen and me.
Suddenly his chest heaved violently, and the wound on his chest quickly tore open, with blood staining the entire piece of white gauze red.
"What are you doing?"
Regardless of the pain in his chest, he could no longer hold back and howled in anger.
In an instant, I was still thinking about how to get rid of the man's restraints, but as soon as I opened my eyes, I met Ji Linting's murderous face.
My heart trembled inexplicably, and the hand holding the milk shook even more violently. I accidentally tilted the whole cup of milk and spilled it all on the face of Ji Linting, who was allergic to milk.
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