As she spoke, she continued to slump limply onto his violently heaving chest, seemingly trying to comfort him but actually adding fuel to the fire. "But do you think the tracking device they mentioned just now was hidden on her? We didn't find it on her at the time. They wouldn't have installed it there as a romantic interest for a couple, would they?"
Qiao Zhixian stopped talking halfway and covered her lips as if she had said something wrong.
But what she said was like dropping a bomb, igniting the little sanity that Ji Linting had left.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he pushed away the delicate Qiao Zhixian in his arms. All he could think about was how I was making love with his most hated brother. He rushed into the kitchen like a madman, grabbed a bone-chopping axe, and rushed into the room where my body was.
The first time I saw Ji Linting look so ferocious, my soul was stunned.
I met him when I was ten years old, and we have known each other for more than ten years.
In my impression, he was a well-behaved little boy when he was young, and he became a gentleman with elegance and refinement when he grew up.
But today, all these images suddenly collapsed in my heart.
I rushed in in a panic.
But I saw the most shocking and terrifying scene in my life.
Ji Linting in front of me had eyes as red as blood, like a mad demon. He dragged my body like a dead dog and threw it on the ground, then raised the axe with the hands that had saved countless people and swung it at me again and again.
The whole room was filled with the sound of breaking bones.
When the axe fell to the ground, bone fragments, flesh scraps, and coagulated blood splattered everywhere, passing through my soul and landing on the ground behind me.
My eyes widened in fear, and I huddled in the corner of the wall with my arms folded.
Every time the axe fell, I felt as if my soul was being torn apart and exploded in unbearable pain.
Even if the soul has no tears, why can I still feel the piercing pain in my limbs and bones, which is ruthlessly tearing at my soul, as if to consume it completely.
I can't understand it. Even if he has forgotten all the love we had in the past, I am still his wife who has been with him for three years. How could he be so cruel to me?
In the bloody house, Qiao Zhixian folded her arms and watched the scene with interest. She did not feel scared, but instead the corners of her lips slowly rose.
She walked out excitedly, her eyes shining with excitement.
I immediately guessed something and followed him out, enduring the trembling pain in my soul.
Qiao Zhixian called out from the utility room to Ji Xing, who was packing his schoolbag to go to school, and dragged him to the dismemberment scene.
I hurriedly floated over to stop him from looking.
After all, he is my son who I carried for ten months and gave birth to. I don’t want him to see such a cruel scene.
I don't want to leave an indelible shadow in his heart.
I tried again and again to stand in front of Ji Xing, shouting at him to go back, but he still passed through my body like a puppet, and finally came to that horrific and brutal scene.
Pushing the door open a crack, Ji Xing just stood there expressionlessly, and a piece of blood and flesh suddenly splashed onto his cute round face.
I covered my lips, my heartless body aching so much that it almost burst.
But the next second, I looked at Ji Xing's actions in disbelief. I simply couldn't believe that he was the same person as my son who trembled at the sight of a little blood in childhood!
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