you are my white moonlight

The chill rushed to the top of her head, Jian Youqing's pupils shrank and trembled, her expression looked like she had seen a ghost.

"It's not me, don't come here, I didn't mean it, it's really not my fault..."

Rolling the roller, Jian Youqing dodged backwards, and that little hand grabbed the wheelchair.

She just raised her eyes and stared at her, the whites of her eyes were blood red, and instantly turned into the face of a middle-aged man with blood dripping from his head.

"Jian Youqing, what's wrong with you, Jian Youqing, wake up, Jian Youqing..." Shaking, Jian Youqing froze, and stood up on guard.

As soon as Ke Yu came in from the outside, he saw the photo paper scattered all over the floor, and the blanket on Jian Youqing's legs was tilted. She was about to re-lay it for her, but she suddenly went crazy.

Staring straight at her, curled up with arms and legs.

Ke Yu picked up the things on the ground, "I'm not a scourge, what are you doing? Besides, who was bullying me every day before?"

"Here, don't drop it later." Ke Yu handed over the photo, and Jian Youqing's eyes were full of defense.

"I said why are you a woman with so many problems, what are you pretending to do in front of me, you take..."

"Get out! Don't come here, I told you it's not me!"

boom--

Ke Yu was pushed down and sat on the ground by her. With all her strength, her tailbone seemed to burst.

There was fierceness in Jian Youqing's eyes, as if she was looking at some enemy through her, but she was hiding fear.

"..." She was puzzled.

"It's not me, it has nothing to do with me, Jiang Zhizhi did all of this, I'm also a victim, I don't know anything, I was framed, I don't know anything..."

Trembling, he withdrew his hand, biting his lower lip tightly, the pale lip was stained red with blood.

"Jane Youqing..."

"I said it! I don't know anything, it's useless for you to come to me!"

Roaring with a sullen face, she looked around and saw the vase on the table beside her. Jian Youqing slid the wheelchair over and suddenly slammed it in Ke Yu's direction.

"Jian Youqing, what's the matter with you, it's me, I'm Ke Yu..." She was terrified, tears fell instantly, and the vase exploded on the wall next to her ear.

"You are a ghost, you can transform into anyone, so don't try to lie to me, you should get out of here." With a strange sneer, Jian Youqing smashed the cup on the table, and the room was in a mess.

These people in front of me don't exist, and they shouldn't be looking for her.

Why should the victim be doubly hurt and pay for something she didn't do.

This man has been dangling in front of her eyes, and she wants to drive him away.

She was very scared, but this emotion could not be discovered by them...

"Jian Youqing, Jian Youqing, wake up! I'm really Ke Yu, Fang Keyu, I've helped you so much before, haven't you forgotten..." Tears and snot all over the face, completely overwhelmed by terror .

Jian Youqing might be sleepwalking, but in the next second, she took out a fruit knife from the drawer.

Get up from the wheelchair and approach her slowly, Ke Yu's heartbeat stopped, and blood oozes from Jian Youqing's lips, "You are a fake, you can't hurt me..."

His legs were weak, and he almost couldn't stand still. He leaned on the wall to hold on, and called Ace with trembling hands.

"Please...you must pick it up..." Jian Youqing is so strong, how could she avoid it.

The blood on his head disappeared and turned into a normal and simple appearance, staring timidly at a corner.

Jian Youqing held the knife and looked at it. The man's tall figure gave a sense of solidity, his deep black pupils were emotionally surging, and his delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned.

A faint smile rose from the corner of her lips, "Shao Tingchen, come and save me..."

Before she finished speaking, Jian Youqing lost consciousness and fell backwards. Shao Tingchen caught her in time.