Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

Luo Shuwan was deeply disappointed by her sister's selfishness and ignorance.

She shook off Luo Feifei's hand and said, "Figure it out yourself."

Luo Feifei immediately turned her face away and said in a sinister tone, "Luo Shuwan, will everything be fine after you graduate?"

"Having been gilded in a prestigious university makes you noble? Do you want to draw a clear line between yourself and your family?"

These words came out of my sister's mouth, and every word was heartfelt.

Suddenly a wave of dizziness struck, and Luo Shuwan subconsciously grabbed the handrail of the stairs.

"Fuck!" Luo Feifei kicked the trash can in the corner and roared hysterically.

There was someone upstairs, looking down to see who was crazy.

Luo Shuwan looked at his sister quietly, with heart-wrenching despair in his eyes.

Because the family favors boys over girls, because she herself has suffered discrimination and injustice caused by various genders, and because Luo Feifei is a girl, she does her best to help and guide her sister, hoping that she will become strong and be able to make decisions about her own life in the future. .

However, my sister is still crooked and has the same qualities as her father and brother.

Luo Feifei suddenly rushed over and grabbed her hand, and when she spoke again she cried, "Sister, are you not going to take care of us? You said you would support me through college!"

"I'm only 19 years old, still a child!"

"I'm going to go to school in another place soon, and you tell me to figure it out on my own? Are you still my biological sister?"

Luo Shuwan's fingertips were trembling slightly, his heart was cold, but his liver was burning.

After a long pause, she said, "I started working part-time at the age of 14. I had to support my family while earning tuition."

"You left home when you were 18 and came to Kyoto to study at university. You sold the only house in your family and came to Kyoto and continued to rely on me to support you."

"Since I was 10 years old, I have not spent a penny from my family. And every penny you have spent over the years, including tuition, medical expenses, food, clothing, housing and transportation expenses, is my hard-earned money."

"You're an adult now, I won't care about you anymore."

"No matter what! Who cares?" Luo Feifei turned around and left.

The stairwell door banged loudly, causing the stair handrail to tremble slightly.

It also broke Luo Shuwan's heart.

The wound on the side of his neck was still bleeding, and the blood soaked through his shirt and dripped down the sharp corners of his collar to his chest.

Luo Shuwan lowered his eyes and watched the drop of blood spread out from a red dot.

If you leave the wound alone and continue to flow like this, will you die?

Luo Shuwan sat down slowly, tilted his head and leaned against the handrail of the stairs, quietly watching her blood dripping.

One drop, one drop, one drop...

There seems to be no end in sight.

Just like her shitty life.

She slowly closed her eyes and said to herself: Take a nap, I'm tired.

She didn't know how long it had passed, but she seemed to hear the sound of the door opening.

She raised her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. It took all her strength to open them just a crack.

The door in front of me was closed, and no one came in.

That was probably downstairs. Another family member of the patient hid in the stairwell to smoke.

She thought so and closed her eyes.

With a "creak", the door downstairs closed again.

Fu Sichen hung up the phone and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

I just opened a pack of cigarettes in the morning, and it’s not even noon yet, and there’s only one left.

Ever since that cigarette last night, my craving for cigarettes has been rampant.

Fu Sichen picked up the cigarette and put it into his mouth. His wrist shook slightly, and the cigarette box fell into the trash can in the corner in an arc.

With a "click" sound, the lighter spit out a purple-blue flame, burning the cigarette and sending out curls of white smoke.

Fu Sichen took two steps forward, leaned against the handrail of the stairs, and took a deep breath.

When he reached out to flick the cigarette ashes, he suddenly felt a drop of water fall on the back of his hand.

He frowned slightly and lowered his eyes.

Then, another drop hit the back of the hand.

Red is blood!

Fu Sichen raised his head, and directly above him, there was a hand hanging in the gap between the stair railings.

Blood was dripping down his fingertips.

Fu Sichen immediately became alert, stubbed out the cigarette butt, picked up the fire extinguisher in the corner, and walked lightly up the stairs against the wall.

When I got to the third floor, I found only one girl leaning against the handrail of the stairs, covered in blood.

He threw away the fire extinguisher and called Lou Chi.

When the call was connected, he said calmly, "I found someone covered in blood. I don't know if he is still alive."

Lou Chi was silent for a moment, a little confused, "Didn't you go smoke? Are you kidding me?"