12 years zero soul

Now, his heart has been dominated by deep hatred.He couldn't let go of this hatred, nor could he live with it safely.

Whenever he thought of that person, the hatred in his heart burned like a raging fire.

While looking at himself in the mirror in despair, he opened the side drawer and took out a pair of scissors.

Holding the scissors, he pointed the pointed ends at his throat.Subtle blood color gradually oozes out, and his eyes remain unmoved.

Immediately afterwards, thick black fog continued to fall in front of his eyes.In a daze, he seemed to see those blood-stained eyes staring at him.

After the door opened, someone came out.He looked completely unaware as he walked out the door with the trash in his hand.

This is the guy, he thought.

He steps out.

The man turned his head as if he had noticed something.But at this moment, he had already come in front of him——

Seeing that the sharp knife that was tightly held in both hands had long been out of her control, she could not obey her wishes and enter the opponent's body.

Meizhi was so weak that she couldn't even stand upright, her knees softened and she collapsed.Then, she stared at her hands, which were so clean that there was not even a speck of dust.

"It's your fault...you took everything from me."

Hearing what Mei Zhi said, a sarcastic smile appeared on the other party's face.

"No one can take anything from someone else, as long as you really hold on tight."

Mieda stared wide-eyed, tears bursting out of her eyes because she couldn't hold back.

"No...it's you...it's your fault..."

Meizhi waved her hand as if she wanted to push away the person in front of her, shook her head violently with a desperate expression, and couldn't help crying loudly.

"It's you... It's obviously you, it's you who ruined our lives... ah... ah——"

She buried her face in her hands.

Without this person, without him, Ah Xue would not have died, then she could stay by Ah Cheng's side forever.

So he was the one who started everything, and he was the most damned person, Ryuichi Asami!

Asami quietly looked at the crying woman in front of her.Suddenly, an indescribable sense of anxiety welled up in my heart.

("...one day...you will pay for this—")

Qiuren!

The ruthless siren sounded in Ma Jian's mind, and he rushed into the driver's seat.

"Mr. Asami?" Kirishima and the others were surprised by Asami's behavior.

"Where is Qiu Ren?"

"He, he said to go back to the previous rental house to pack some things—Mr. Asami?"

Before Kirishima could finish speaking, Asami's car had disappeared. He felt his chest was almost out of breath, and he desperately needed oxygen.Asami grasped the steering wheel tightly, and the cold premonition spread rapidly.

[It is inevitable to meet each other on a narrow road in my lifetime, and suddenly entangled curves grow out of my palms. 】

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