The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

"Gentle!"

Ji Lengming roared angrily at the door he was about to step into.

"Are you sure you want to do this to me!"

Wen Wan took Ji Lengming's hand and squeezed it quickly.

It was obviously just an ordinary sentence, but Wen Wan had an inexplicable hint of panic.

She forcibly suppressed the uneasiness and looked at him with burning eyes that could ignite people.

"If I go to hell, you must be there; if I go to heaven, you must also go to heaven! You are just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. You disdain the good things you do and continue to abuse them. Then don't think about me anymore. Good for you!"

"I'm going to torture you like you tortured me, to make you understand what pain is, what pain is, and what life is worse than death!"

Ji Lengming didn't know that he was ignited by Wen Wan's words, and some memories that had been suppressed were like floods that broke down the guardrails.

"Wen Wan! The little suffering you suffered is nothing! Compared with the suffering you gave me, what you have experienced is nothing!"

Wen Wan, who had been dragging Ji Lengming forward, was startled, her steps suddenly stopped, her heart contracted, and then beat violently.

"When did I..."

Ji Lengming interrupted her and spoke.

Memories of being humiliating, undignified, and worse than a wild dog that he did not want to recall were raging like a torrent, and violence that was completely inconsistent with his cold and restrained appearance suddenly burst out.

"I am dead because of your Wen Wan's own hands!"

Each word was like an arrow or a knife, and the voice was slightly rough, but it was so gentle that it filled the eardrums with a roar.

The hand holding Ji Lengming's shirt began to tremble, and then large, uncontrollable tears rolled out of his eyes. Wen Wan's eyes were burning, but his heart was empty. His whole body ached and numb, and even every breath he took It's like it's mixed with glass shards.

But Ji Lengming was unwilling to let her go and continued to sentence her for her crime.

"Do you know what death row is like?"

"Do you know what lethal injection feels like?"

Ji Lengming smiled coldly: "You know, when I was on the road, even the decent clothes were given to me by strangers who saw me as pitiful!"

"What were you doing when I died? You and Ji Heng were engaged, and even the prison guards knew that you were going to have the wedding of the century!"

"What are you pretending to do now? Are you aware that I'm okay? Do you want me to continue to humbly hold you in my hands?"

"But why! I, Ji Lengming, stand upright, why should I go back to where I was and wait for a murderer who has killed me!"

Questions rang out in front of the Wen family door.

Wen Wan was dismembered by a few short words, tears had already blurred her eyes, and the uncontrollable pain spread from the surface of the body to the depths of the soul.

It's like the whole person was crushed to the limit, and then put back to its original form, going back and forth, over and over again, constantly being shredded and reorganized.

The conjecture that she originally dared not touch has now become a reality in the most embarrassing, bloody, and intolerable way for her!

Ji Lengming, like her, was reborn!

"sorry Sorry..."

The apology sounded like a whisper.

It's begging for mercy, it's unbearable, it's humble.

It is the inability to struggle.

It's unstoppable trembling.

It is a desolate heart with no grass growing.

She could hardly hold Ji Lengming's shirt anymore, but she still wanted to hold on to something.

The scene of collecting Ji Lengming's body appeared in Wen Wan's mind.

She watched the thin body being carried into the incinerator, watching him being wrapped in flames, and finally reduced to a handful of white ash.

This memory was invisible at first, but later, it slowly fermented, as if it was poisoned and possessed. Every time in the dead of night, it would crawl along her torso and into her chest, biting blood from her heart. A dripping bite!

Her heart was already riddled with holes, and he was the only life-saving medicine.

It's a pity that he doesn't love her anymore!

Not even willing to give alms!

"Wen Wan, if you really feel sorry for me, then please let me go!"

"This is the...greatest dignity I can give you!"

Wen Wan closed her eyes and shook her head. She desperately forced herself into Ji Lengming's arms, hugging him tightly with both hands, as if this was the only way to relieve herself from the pain.

"I don't want... I don't want you to leave! I want you to love me, just like you did in the past, continue to love me, I beg you... please..."

Ji Lengming sneered: "Do you think it's possible? It's hard to recover when it's covered with water, and it's hard to round a broken mirror!"

"Do you remember how many things you did to hurt me? Wen Wan, you know better than me how vicious you are!"

Wen Wan has long since lost her mind, and only her instincts are left to hold her back.

"I don't care...I don't care..."

She pressed herself closer, held Ji Lengming's hand harder, even stood on tiptoes, rubbed him with her wet face, kissed and bit him crazily and stubbornly.

But the more painful the kiss, the more tears she shed, the more intense the tearing pain, and the wider the hole in her heart opened.

She used her hands and feet to squeeze Ji Lengming into the corner. She put her hands on his body and wanted to put her fingers into his clothes.

Ji Lengming was tied up with a rope. Wen Wan felt that the hemp rope on his body was too rough and was in the way, so she began to pull at his rope irrationally.

The moment the rope came off, Ji Lengming couldn't bear the nausea anymore, put all his strength on his hands, and pushed Wen Wan away fiercely.

Wen Wan looked confused and completely undefended.

Her steps were frivolous, and she had no point of support. She was pushed back two steps, and she missed the step with one foot.

In front of the tall lintel of the Wen family, under the attention of everyone who was invited, he tumbled down the stairs in embarrassment.

Ji Lengming took off the shackles on his body, just like a wild beast coming out of its cage and a vicious tiger returning to the mountain.

He looked coldly at the woman paralyzed on the marble floor.

Then he glanced at the crowd of people who kept coming this way, shouting and wanting to check on Wen Wan.

His mysterious gaze makes people tremble!

All those who came to investigate Wen Wan's situation were frightened by such a cold look and were stopped in their tracks.

"Ji Lengming, you, what did you do to my eldest lady!"

Ji Lengming walked down the steps step by step.

He could only be considered thin, but every step seemed to have an echo.

He ignored the housekeeper's question, but walked to Wen Wan and told her in a condescending manner and in a gentle and cold tone.

"Miss, I will slowly regain the dignity I lost with you!"

"You have always wanted... to be rich and prosperous for ten thousand years!"

After saying that, without hiding any nostalgia, he didn't even bother to look at the fallen man again, and walked away through the bustling crowd.

Wenwan looked up.

Vision blurred.

The man's back turned into a residual scene and disappeared under the starry sky.

The garden is full of splendor, the seats are full of guests, luxury and bliss.

However, no one matches me for the crown, no one sings congratulatory messages for me, and no one makes me smile.

Wen Wan closed her eyes.

She lost him!

She had really lost him!