Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

Jiang Yuange looked at the syringe in front of her. Although she didn't know what was inside it, an instinct from deep in her heart told her that it couldn't be a good thing.

Fear surged into my heart like a tide,

"no, do not want."

Jiang Yuange screamed in horror, kicked the ground with his legs, and tried to retreat backwards, trying to get away from the syringe in front of him.

The fear of the unknown made her heart beat violently, as if it would burst out of her chest in the next second.

Jiang Yuange's breathing became more and more rapid, and she couldn't take her eyes off the syringe in Wen Xinyue's hand.

The cold metal needle flashed a dazzling light under the light, and it looked like a poisonous snake in her eyes.

"no, do not want!"

Her voice was trembling with desperate pleading, but Wen Xinyue seemed not to hear it and continued to approach her steadily.

His eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a faint smile, as if he was appreciating her fear.

"You don't need to be afraid,"

His voice was low and gentle, yet it made people feel an indescribable chill.

"It will heal quickly, and it will make you feel happier than ever before."

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through Jiang Yuange's mind. She wanted to struggle and escape, but her body was firmly restrained by the man's big hand and she could not move at all.

Her heartbeat roared in her ears, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment.

Wen Xinyue's hand gently stroked her arm, his fingertips were cold, and the touch made her tremble involuntarily.

His movements were gentle, as if he was soothing a frightened animal, but Jiang Yuange felt an unprecedented fear.

"It will be fine soon. You'll love it."

He whispered, slowly bringing the syringe in his hand closer to her skin.

At this moment, she was like a fish on the chopping board, and death was waiting for her.

Just as the needle was about to pierce her skin, a light suddenly flashed in Jiang Yuange's mind.

She used all her strength, raised her head suddenly, and bit Wen Xinyue's palm hard.

She would never let Wen Xinyue succeed easily.

"hiss"

The sudden pain aroused the anger in Wen Xinyue's heart. He swung his arm hard and Jiang Yuange was thrown heavily to the side.

Wen Xinyue glanced at the bloody tooth marks on the back of his hand, squatted down, and pinched the woman's jaw with his palm.

"Do you think you can get away with this?"

Jiang Yuange's jaw was tightly pinched by Wen Xinyue, and the pain made it almost impossible for her to breathe, but she still stared at him stubbornly, her eyes full of anger and fear.

Her lips trembled slightly, and there was still blood from the back of Wen Xinyue's hand at the corner of her mouth, as if it was her last resistance.

Wen Xinyue's eyes became even colder, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared.

"You think biting me can change anything?"

His voice was low and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"you are too naive."

"Let her hold it down for me."

As Wen Xinyue finished speaking, the man who had been on standby in the corner immediately stepped forward and pinned Jiang Yuange down with his powerful hands, making him unable to move.

Jiang Yuange widened her eyes, watching the syringe getting closer and closer. Finally, she watched the needle tip pierce the skin and the liquid was injected into the body.

The last glimmer of light in Jiang Yuange's eyes gradually dimmed.