you are my white moonlight

Shao Tingchen's face darkened, but at this moment he was calm, and his expression fell into a haze.

Jian Youqing's eyes fell on his face, and against the scrutiny, she opened her red lips with difficulty, "I think, maybe I..."

boom--

In just a moment, Shao Tingchen stood up from the bed, and all the items on the table next to the bed were swung to the ground. His whole body exuded hostility like a devil!

Scarlet eyes fixed on Jian Youqing.

Jian Youqing also looked back at him, "Shao Tingchen, you are like this..."

boom--

With another sound, Shao Tingchen raised his foot and kicked over the bedside table. The ground was in a mess, as if violence could vent his anger.

He smashed everything that could be smashed in the whole room. Jian Youqing closed her eyes, and gradually calmed down after the lengthy noise.

Shao Tingchen stood in the middle of the mess and lit a cigarette.

"Shao Tingchen, we should talk."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Coldly resolute.

Jian Youqing frowned, Shao Tingchen's tie came loose, his shirt was wrinkled and accidentally stained with water, he was not the usual noble man at all.

"I'm just talking about my true psychological feelings." Jian Youqing didn't seem to care about anything.

Shao Tingchen tried several times but failed to light the cigarette. He was about to give up, but the fireworks suddenly appeared and burned his fingers. The lighter was thrown on the ground and was trampled to pieces.

Shao Tingchen gritted his teeth, threw away the cigarette, and walked towards Jian Youqing who was on the hospital bed. With tears in her eyes, she looked up into his eyes, "A cold-blooded person like you will never understand."

She has been surrounded by guilt for ten years, people around her have accidents one after another, and even die unexpectedly...

"Oh." Shao Tingchen sneered, "I'm cold-blooded? If I'm really fucking cold-blooded, I should let you die right now!"

She cut out his heart with her own hands, and finally accused him of being cold-blooded?Shao Tingchen's scarlet lips curled up in a mocking arc, and crystals emerged from the corners of his red eyes.

"You are the one who is really cold-blooded." Shao Tingchen lost his mind, looked down at her, and stared straight into her eyes, "You know how much I love you, but you said talk to me?"

"What are you talking about, how are you going to end your life, taking sleeping pills or cutting your wrists? Or are you counting on my medical team to euthanize you?!"

Shao Tingchen's chest heaved violently, even breathing would hurt, Jian Youqing flinched, tears blurred her vision.

His eyes were terrified, and he recalled just now.

Shao Tingchen's slender fingers raised her chin, Jian Youqing's tears fell down, her voice was desperate and hoarse, "Tingchen...I am in pain..."

She was so guilty that she died, and when she closed her eyes, there was blood, converging into a sea, trying to drown her.

Countless people accused and cursed her to die, and the picture came to mind.

Shao Tingchen's pain was no less than hers. His heart was torn and couldn't recover. He gently wiped away the tears with his fingertips, and kissed her forehead, "I will make the real murderer pay the price."

Jian Youqing grabbed his shirt tightly with her fingers, "It's all my fault, they all said..."

"Hush——" Shao Tingchen grabbed her hand and interlocked her fingers, his cold eyes softened for a moment, with infinite distress and pity, "They are shirking responsibility, because it is actually their fault."

Jian Youqing was on the verge of collapse, her mind was in a mess and she couldn't think, and Shao Tingchen was her only lifeline.

He caressed her long hair, wiped away her tears, kissed the corner of her mouth, and pampered and coaxed, "You are my little princess, and I will drive away all the bad guys who bully you."

Even if the so-called fate is true.

Even if she kills everyone in the world.

He doesn't care.