you are my white moonlight

Jian Youqing covered her lips to avoid exclamation, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

The flames in the dream overlap with reality, Shao Tingchen is the murderer... These words kept lingering in her mind.

There was a long silence. Behind the mirror, Jiang Zhi paced around Shao Tingchen.

"Fortunately, Mr. Shao, as long as you have a little clue, you can follow it to the source." Jiang Zhi exhausted the air in the syringe, "So, everything can proceed as I expected."

The corners of Shao Tingchen's lips were pulled lightly, and the thin needles pierced into his body.

"Don't worry, it's just some medicine to make your muscles weak. We still have a lot to talk about." He was tired, and wanted to change the way of torture.

Shao Tingchen could feel that his energy was fading little by little, his mind was clear, and his deep eyes were filled with chill.

The person who should have died ten years ago, instead of turning into a wronged soul, came to claim his life.

heh, interesting.

"You must have a lot of questions now, such as why I didn't die, why I limped a leg, or whether Shiyan is still alive like me."

Shao Tingchen's eyes were red with anger, he struggled and wanted to rush towards him, but he was still fierce after being injected with the drug, he got up with the stool, raised his long legs and kicked towards the river.

boom--

He fell to the ground, with unbearable pain in his chest, curled up into a ball, and couldn't get up after a long time.

"If you mention those two words again, I swear, I will kill you here." Sen Leng, who came from hell, will fall into eternal doom if he is not careful.

Jiang Zhi fumbled for his crutches, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, "But what I'm telling is the truth, you don't want to know the words of poetry..."

He kicked him on the back again, with all his strength, almost missed it and landed on his cheek, and his mouth was filled with blood.

Drugs deprived most of his physical strength, Shao Tingchen's footsteps were flimsy, he smiled like Satan and said softly, "You have no chance..."

boom--

Shao Tingchen fell down with the chair, and his back was soaked in cold sweat. Jian Youqing lost control and yelled.

"Shao Tingchen! Shao Tingchen..."

What should she do.

Can she be stopped when she goes out, or will she become a stumbling block for him again.

Her unauthorized actions will only anger Jiang again, not to mention that she has become disabled now.

Jian Youqing almost ransacked the house, and the scene that had just been tidied up turned into a mess again. She could only move around in a wheelchair, but the door was still locked from the outside!
Jian Youqing tried to smash the mirror...

Jiang Zhi forced himself to stand up, "It's amazing to hate this emotion. With that dose, you should have collapsed in half a minute, but you still have the strength to touch me..."

Wiping off the blood on his lips, Shao Tingchen's eyes were still sharp, but he still couldn't raise his hand after expending a lot of effort.

Completely lying on his side on the ground, Jiang Zhi grabbed his collar and pulled him up, and swung his fist in the blink of an eye.

boom!
Instead, Shao Tingchen fell to the ground violently.

Jiang Zhi's legs were inconvenient, and he beat his body with a cane. Shao Tingchen would not say a word, and even groaned was an extravagant hope.

"If you beg for mercy, I can consider whether to keep your whole body." Maniac flashed a murderous look, and Jiang Zhi's face was ferocious.

The words shook from his chest, Shao Tingchen remained indifferent, "The fire before should have burned you to death, you were born a scum."

Another punch, but Shao Tingchen sneered lightly.

It was clear to the ear, and Jiang Zhi was not happy.

"Don't you hate me when I say poetry, if I tell you that after so many years, Shiyan has not died and has always been by my side, how would you feel?"