Zhong Huaifeng wiped the wound on his neck, and the bright red spot on his fingertips was shocking.
His enthusiasm for blood almost made him lose his mind, and he quickly turned his eyes away, not letting his gaze touch it again.
He said, "I can do anything for you, you don't need to turn me into a vampire."
"I don't want you to do anything, I just want an explanation. Can you do it?" Bu Tiange looked at him with dark eyes.
She walked to the sink and cut her wrists with the knife she carried with her.
Blood oozed from the wound, leaving long red marks on the fair skin, and then rolled into the pool.
Extremely sweet.
Bu Tiange looked back and smiled nonchalantly, "Don't you want to try it? Even that human Shao Cheng is obsessed with my blood. I guess it must taste great."
"Thank you, but I can't eat it." Zhong Huaifeng said politely.
"Yeah?"
Bu Tiange rinsed the knife clean and put it away. A faint smell of blood filled the air.
She walked back to him. The knife wound on her wrist had not healed, and the smell of blood immediately became strong.
Zhong Huaifeng distracted himself by playing with his cell phone and treated her as if she were air.
Seeing him in such a state of embarrassment was rare, so Bu Tiange was overjoyed and took the opportunity to ask, "What did Mr. Jiang do to deserve your torturing him in your dreams every night?"
"It's a guilty conscience."
He is being vague again.
Bu Tiange was about to ask more when the system's excited voice entered his mind, "Host! The system just checked Mr. Jiang's medical records and made a new discovery!"
Bu Tiange swallowed the question that was about to come out of his mouth and said, "Just make it short."
System: "Nineteen years ago, one of the doctors who participated in the rescue operation committed suicide."
That year, Mr. Jiang suffered a sudden heart attack and suffered sequelae because he missed the golden time for rescue. However, the Jiang family put pressure on the hospital without distinguishing right from wrong, picking on the weak and passing the pressure on to the assistant.
One of the assistants was so upset that he committed suicide shortly afterwards.
Nineteen years ago, communications were far less developed than they are today. Coupled with the suppression by those with ulterior motives, the suicide of an unknown assistant would not even have a chance to cause a small splash.
Bu Tiange saw through everything and said calmly, "I know Mr. Jiang was very scared that night, but he buried his worries too deeply. I couldn't tell what he was afraid of."
Zhong Huaifeng raised his eyelashes and said, "I told you, he felt that he owed his son and daughter-in-law a life."
Bu Tiange said, "The Jiang family was well-known in S City. This didn't seem to be a secret at the time."
"So what do you mean?"
"It's not even a secret, but you're keeping it so secret that even a mind reader can't read it?" Bu Tiange pursed her red lips, "You're lying."
She really wanted to put a knife to this bastard's neck.
What did he think of her as, a fragile, white lotus who couldn't stand the cruelty of the world? What had she experienced that wasn't more cruel than this?
They were close friends and lovers, and she once thought that there was trust and understanding between them.
Bu Tiange lifted his chin and commanded with the majesty of a pure-blooded royal: "Why kill him? I command you to tell me the truth."
Zhong Huaifeng raised his eyes, his scarlet pupils were terrifying and seductive.
He said: "Killing him was not in my plan, but he deserved to die. This is what I promised that person."
"Who did you promise?"
Zhong Huaifeng lowered his eyes and pointed at himself, "Promise these poor souls who have no ability but ambition in vain... If they give their wishes to me, I will live on for them."
really.
Bu Tiange asked again: "What else does he want you to do?"
"I'll tell you, but not now."
Zhong Huaifeng grabbed her hand, pressed his fingertips lightly on the wound on her wrist, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it still hurt?"
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