After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

Lu Changyuan really liked her, but his liking was too heavy and too shy.

Just like when I was young, when I saw that her leg was injured, I was so nervous that I wished I could go over and help her right away.

But it really passed, but he said with a proud attitude: "It's really useless..."

He couldn't express his deepest thoughts in the correct way. He wanted to be closer than anyone else, but the distance between him and her was getting farther and farther invisible.

He thought, if he had the chance to marry her in this life, he would definitely give her the best of everything in the world, and the stars and the moon would be her decorations, and she was the only one who obeyed her in this life. Wait for this old man...

"Qingyan, I'm really... happy for you..."

But rather...

It was he who made himself cocooned, it was he who shouldn't...

He is irritable, jealous, jealous, and suspicious, so he can't help but think about what kind of love will be between her and that Xu Qianlin, will they embrace each other as tightly, with lingering love?

Every time he thought about it, his mind would be entangled with raging anger, and he couldn't help but pinch her neck, making her breathless, and cursed fiercely: "Bitch!"

He couldn't stand the tears in Qing Yan's eyes, he always felt that she was missing that man, and was thinking about how to escape from him...

Bitch!He doesn't allow it!

She was his wife in life, and her soul in death!

During the days of getting married, he has been humiliating her and trampled on her dignity. He is like a bastard, no, he is...

He is a jerk!

His light smoke must hate him to death!

It's just that he never thought of it...

Practicing magic skills will never end well, his eyes are full of tears, and his voice is weak: "Qingyan, you will die..."

He only wants her to live well, and his greatest wish at this moment is that she can live well...

He is willing to repay what he owes her, as long as she lives well...

"Qingyan, you killed me, you can kill me!"

"Don't practice magic skills anymore, or you will really..."

Lu Changyuan's eyelids were weakly propped up, he just leaned against the wooden stake so weakly, lowered his eyes, just in time to see the hem of the black skirt...

He stretched out his hand and grabbed it randomly twice in the air. In the end, the fingernail slightly passed her skirt, and his lips were chapped with blood, and the blood dried quickly on his lips. up...

His body was red and hot from the scorching sun, and he just froze on the ground, like a piece of dried meat...

"Qingyan, don't embarrass yourself..."

"You live, I just want you to live..."

"It was all my fault in the past, I shouldn't... Can you let yourself go..."

He's really scared...

I am extremely remorseful, but can repentance bring the pain in her body, but can repentance repair her broken heart?

Will you be forgiven if you repent?

In Meng Qingyan's view, it was only ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!

She squatted beside him, playing with the sharp dagger in her hand, her eyes were calm: "A dying person, is he still so hypocritical?"

"Lu Changyuan, don't you think that this will impress me..."

"Does my father's death have anything to do with you!"

Meng Qingyan's eyes were full of sternness, she grabbed his skirt with a cold voice.

Lu Changyuan shook his head, stretched his hands forward vigorously, and tightly grasped her skirt, and said with difficulty: "It's not me..."

He knew, she would never believe it.

and so……

He also watched helplessly as the sharp dagger was pierced into his heart fiercely, again and again...

It pierced heavily into his heart, breaking his heart...

Lu Changyuan frowned slightly, and spit out a big mouthful of blood again, and his hand holding her skirt became weak...

"Lu Changyuan, I've never owed you anything, it's you who have been pressing me every step of the way."

"I just don't like you, what's wrong?"

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't touch my father!"

Meng Qingyan tightly clenched the dagger in her hand, her eyes were full of sternness, she gently parted her lips: "I hate you!"

"Even if you die, I won't forgive you!"

Lu Changyuan smiled bitterly, before he could speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood again: "Qingyan, live well..."

"As long as you live...that's fine..."

"I have fulfilled my wish in this life."

In this life, I can live under the same roof with you, I can call you a lady, marry you, and die in your hands...

It's worth it, I'm worth it...

It's just that at the moment when I was about to die, I regretted it. I shouldn't... I shouldn't be so cruel to you, I shouldn't always doubt you...

I regret……

I obviously love you, but I treat you more cruelly than anyone else...

Qingyan, if I start my life again... I...

Meng Qingyan slapped his heart again, shattering his internal organs, her eyes were cold: "Throw him into the wolves in the backyard."

She won't let him die in such a comfortable way, he is not worthy of the whole body, she wants him to be torn apart by those beasts, chewed, and separated! !

"Lu Changyuan, you and I have been wrong all our lives."

"Lu Changyuan, even if you die, the pain you gave me won't heal. I hate you."

"As long as I can live, I will hate you for as long as possible."

Meng Qingyan's eyes became colder, and she stood quietly outside the pack of wolves, with her hands behind her back...

Watching his still hot body being bitten by the pack of hungry wolves, his head and head were separated, and the blood splashed on the green grass...

His eyeballs rolled aside, as if he was still looking at her, but her eyes were only cold and disgusted.

only……

She didn't seem to be very happy after killing him. Instead, she felt empty, as if a hole had been broken in her heart.

"nausea……"

This sentence, blurted out, was somewhat like his tone.

Meng Qingyan was very bored, she picked up the wine cup and drank it vigorously, her hand was limply hanging on the side of the couch, her smile was cold: "Father, my daughter avenged you."

"Father, daughter...how long can my daughter survive in this world?"

In the past, her slender hands were not stained with a trace of blood, but now they kill people without blinking an eye...

Time is touching...

She raised her small face, snorted coldly, stretched out a finger, bent it slightly, and drew circles in mid-air...

"When will you come, you will definitely kill me..."

Meng Qingyan picked up the wine on the table, poured it on her head, and murmured: "Kill me..."

"Or did I kill you?"

"Xu Qianlin, it's time for us to meet..."

"Also, little sister Yunru, you should pay back what you hurt me."