Forced to marry the little white rabbit who is paranoid snake king

Lin Qingjin shook his head and cried and laughed. He couldn't figure out what he did wrong until today, and the smell of blood was gradually spreading from the corner of his mouth.

Yang Yun looked up and down at Lin Qingjin in disgust. She had neither guilt nor love for Lin Qingjin, only resentment.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Qingjin was regarded as a stain in her perfect life. How could she have such a useless son, a son who has been dragging her down.

"What do you do now other than open your mouth to ask me for money? Is it because your mistress doesn't want you, so you open your mouth to ask me for money."

"You don't even think about whether that man can want you. It's just a novelty. Now you are dumped by him. You really are worthless. A good boy wants to be with a man."

"Don't come back to me if you have the ability, do you want me to be as humble as you!"

Yang Yun arrogantly got angry at Lin Qingjin, and she rolled her eyes at Lin Qingjin, "Thinking about you and your father, you are really a virtuous person, both of them are worthless, and you are even more so, you can still get together with a man, It's disgusting just thinking about it."

Lin Qingjin didn't want to listen to her words of scolding, and raised her head slightly to see Yang Yun taking something out of her bag, but Yang Yun took out a pair of sunglasses and stuck them on her face.

Yang Yun took a deep breath, "Don't come to me in the future, I don't want to meet the murderer who killed my son."

After saying this, Yang Yun took out a handful of money from her bag and handed it to Lin Qingjin.Lin Qingjin's last line of defense was deeply hurt by an expression that looked like a beggar giving alms. He looked angrily at the money in Yang Yun's hand, and viciously beat the money on the ground.

"The last thing I need is your charity. I didn't need it before, and I don't need it now. No one in this world can look down on you, only you are not worthy."

Lin Qingjin turned around and ran away with a limp, his feet were covered in blood, and a lot of dirt stuck deep into the soles of his feet.

The wound in his heart was far more painful than these, his head was in a mess, and there were messy voices in his ears.

He didn't know how long he ran, and finally turned into a convenience store when he didn't know where he was going.

Lin Qingjin hesitated at the door for a long time and finally plucked up the courage to go in. He rushed to the cash register and asked in a low voice, "Boss, do you have a fruit knife?"

The boss glanced at Lin Qingjin's downcast appearance, and his eyes stayed on his blood-stained feet. There were bloodstains all along the way Lin Qingjin walked, and the clean light-colored floor was all stained with blood.

Lin Qingjin looked back at her bloody footprints and immediately lowered her head in anxiety, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to dirty the floor."

"It's okay, I don't sell fruit knives here!"

Lin Qingjin's fair face coupled with those watery eyes made the convenience store owner think of something, "Young man, are you alright?"

Lin Qingjin shook his head silently, and walked out slowly. When he reached the door, he looked at the hurrying pedestrians outside, opened the door and walked out all the way.

Looking at the people on the street, all kinds of messy voices came out of Lin Qingjin's head.

"If you don't live up to it, a dignified man will cry and cry. What can he do when he grows up?"

"Qingjin, Auntie is doing this for your own good. Your father is gone, so there's nothing wrong with Auntie finding you a good home. Besides, that family is a rich family. You will only want to be happy when you marry."

"I really like little rabbits. Little rabbits are the cutest. Big boa constrictors love white and soft rabbits. I want you to be with me forever."

"I want to paint, not people!"

A steady stream of voices came out of nowhere, and got into his ears frantically, making his head almost explode.

Lin Qingjin covered his heart little by little, these voices seemed to be playing in a loop in his ears all the time, he slowly squatted on the corner of the street and pulled his hair crazily, holding his head between his fingers and pulling hard, until his scalp hurt and then he used his fist hard Beating his head, he didn't want himself to think about those things anymore.

He didn't even have the last hope. His mother blamed himself for being a waste, and his father blamed himself since he was a child. He came out to work before graduating from college, and gave half of his salary to Aunt Xu and her daughter. In the end, they also used him and exchanged themselves for Liu Lanjun for the rest of their lives. of 100 million.

In the end, she finally had a lover, but Liu Lanjun lied to herself again. He was a substitute for someone else, and he wore someone else's clothes to pretend to be someone else to paint with a brush.

My most important friend is also deliberately close to me for the purpose, for the so-called one paintbrush to deceive myself with outsiders, watching myself being deceived but pretending not to know.

Lin Qingjin couldn't hate others, she could only hate herself for being incompetent, hating herself for not being able to see clearly and being cheated over and over again.

He desperately longs for love because that's something he's never had.

Just like the sachet brought by Yang Yun in the restaurant that day, he said that he specially asked for his own safety. He was very happy, because he had never received a gift before, so he would wear it as a treasure. But in an instant, his body began to have problems, and his nose began to bleed. He is not a complete fool, but he doesn't want to think too much about the problem. Once he thinks too much, he is afraid that he will not be able to accept the truth of the matter.

Even if Mr. Liu Lan revealed Yang Yun's true face later, he believed it too much, and he even excused Yang Yun in his heart thinking that it was a misunderstanding.

He thought there must be a problem or a mistake, so he came to Yang Yun with his last hope, but in the end he slapped her hard.

This slap completely cleared Lin Qingjin's muddle-headed life for the past few years, and he also figured out what was going on. Whether it was Mr. Liu Lan, his parents, or his seniors, they could only use him.

Apart from this use value, he doesn't seem to have anything worth liking about himself.

He walked slowly to Times Square with heavy steps. The big screen in Times Square played a public service advertisement about a family of three and a dog getting along warmly at home. Lin Qingjin looked up at the advertisement.

His black eyes deeply reflect the last paragraph of the advertisement, being with your family is the best time, please spend more time with your family.

Lin Qingjin looked at the words on the screen and smiled calmly, bowed her head and murmured softly, "But I have no family, no lover, and no friends, so I don't need anyone to accompany me."

Lin Qingjin stepped back and took out his paintbrush from his coat pocket. He looked at his brush and then at his jade bracelet. He didn't want to go back and be put under house arrest.

"Qing Jin!"

Hearing calling himself from behind, Lin Qingjin didn't want to run anymore, he turned around and walked slowly to a place where there were few people, with Huo Yuan and Liu Lanjun behind him.

Having found him so quickly, he knew that he would never escape Liu Lanjun's grasp.

He didn't want to escape, and he didn't need to escape.

"Little rabbit, come home with me!"

Lin Qingjin stopped and turned around slowly, seeing Huo Yuan and Liu Lanjun, he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

Lin Qingjin suppressed her tears and faced Liu Lanjun without the tension in her heart, "I don't want to go back, and I don't want to go back."

"I know that one of you wants my paintbrush, and the other wants my face! But what does this have to do with me? Why should I be deceived by others?"

"Maybe this is my fate, so my sad and ridiculous life doesn't make much sense."

Huo Yuan had never seen Lin Qingjin look so heartbroken, he stepped forward to comfort Lin Qingjin, "Qingjin, I can actually explain these things clearly."

"You want this paintbrush, right?" Lin Qingjin slowly spread out the paintbrush in her palm.

"Have you ever heard of the phrase jade and stone burn together, or the phrase that it is better to smash the jade than to destroy it?"

Mr. Liu Lan saw that something was wrong with Lin Qingjin, and immediately yelled, "Little rabbit, stop thinking about it, let's go home, brother Lang will take you home."

"You don't need to take me home," Lin Qingjin suddenly slammed the paintbrush in her hand on the slate floor in front of the two of them. The brush was forcefully thrown to the ground and made a crisp sound. The paintbrush made of pure white jade directly was broken in two.

Lin Qingjin quickly picked up one of the fragments, and he pinched the sharp corner tightly in his hands and pressed it against his face. Before Liu Lanjun could react, he saw Lin Qingjin pick up the half of the sharp paintbrush without hesitation and swipe it hard. into the face.

The sharp part of the brush pierced deeply into the skin, Lin Qingjin did this action almost without thinking, he could feel the pain of opening his face, and the right half of his face immediately bleed down the brush, good Immediately, there was a hideous and terrifying bloodstain on his face.

"Mr. Liu Lan, we have no future!"

When the nib of the pen was turned around, Lin Qingjin used the sharpest point without hesitation to pierce her fair neck.

Liu Lanjun didn't care about raising her hand at all and controlled Lin Qingjin's last movement of raising her hand.

Huo Yuan's deep eyes were immediately stained with a different color, and he suddenly stepped forward to snatch the brush from him and threw it on the ground angrily.

Huo Yuan lost all tenderness and immediately shouted, "Why did you do this, why did you hurt yourself like this?"

Liu Lanjun's eyes were even red and his hands were trembling nervously. He held Lin Qingjin's hand tightly, tears couldn't stop falling, and looked at the bloodstains on his face with distressed eyes. He had already realized his mistake.

His little rabbit was forced to be like this by himself, Mr. Liu Lan burst into tears looking at the bloody wound on his white and tender face, his heart was bleeding, it was a scratched wound, how much pain would it be? Only Lin Qingjin knew.

"You feel sorry for this face, it's over, this face was ruined by me, does Mr. Liu Lan really hate me now?"

"I dropped the paintbrush and scratched my face. What value do I have now?"

"Please let me go, I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back."

Liu Lanjun's tears slowly fell, his heart was about to break now, why would he care about other things, he held Lin Qingjin who was a little excited and hugged her tightly in his arms.