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Chapter 82:Mental Breakdown 5

She was weak and had little strength to pull the trigger, but Lu Xiaotang still did not dare to move lightly.

“Liao Yao, listen, don’t do that,” Lu Xiaotang’s eyes stared at the door.Wu Biao may not know what happened in the house.Is she going to try to inform him?

“Don’t call someone—” Chen Mengyao seemed to read her mind.

"You don't have to do that."As much as possible to comfort the girl.She had never been in this situation.She was faced with the exception of the criminal who was the victim, and never was an attempt to commit suicide.

“You don’t know how he touched me, how he kissed me,” she tore apart."You don't know."

“What?”Lu Xiaotang quietly approached the girl with his hand.“I don’t know what?”

“He...” The girl paused, painstakingly squeezed the voice out of her throat."He caressed me."

“He...”

“He really caressed me,” she repeated.

The low voice echoed in the room.

“Do you know what that means?”The girl said.

“...”

The girl then answers.“He kept telling me he didn’t want to hurt me.He just wants to love me well.In fact, he did that...”

The last sentence kept Lu Xiaotang from closing her mouth, and she did not know what to say.She couldn’t trust her ears.“What are you talking about?”

“Really cares for me,” Chen Mengyao repeated.“What he did to me... proves that he loves me...”

The girl’s intelligence is sober.It was as if she had been deceived by the devil.The weak girl in the hospital bed seemed to become a mixture of angels and demons for an instant.

Lu Xiaotang tried to control his emotions.“You mean... you enjoy being like that?”

The girl's face appeared with a nihilistic smile, "If I say yes... you will think I am ashamed..."

It's bad.Lu Xiaotang jumped up and snatched the girl's gun,

At the same time, heavy gunfire shook the entire room.

The girl’s head exploded in front of Lu Xiaotang.

...

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Lu Xiaotang stood under the lotus head, the knob opened to the maximum, and the hot water column tucked like a needle on her skin.The gunshot wound in the waist oozes the bleeding wire, as the water flows into the bathtub.

The pain made her feel comfortable.

She raised her face, facing the water column.The hot water kept flowing down her body, declosing her skin.

The pain is in the end.

Her body no longer belongs to herself, she has been completely hollowed out, no skin, no blood, no thought, no work, no life, no Li Shuzhen, no Chen Mengyao, no Li Feng, no Wu Biao, no Qiao Kai, no Murong Yuchuan...

The hot water on her face kept flowing, and she couldn’t feel whether she was crying.

The phone suddenly screamed.

The bell rang over and over again in the empty room.

Is it Murong Yuchuan?Or some others...

She doesn't want to know.

Wu Biao did not know when she entered the ward, and she did not hear what he said.At that time, she just looked at Chen Mengyao, who was sitting in front of her.

Blood mixed with the brain drained from the girl’s forehead and dripped along the hair.She said nothing, her eyes wide open, mockingly looking at the landing tangle.

How familiar this scene is.

Two different moments suddenly overlapped in front of her eyes.

The blood.

Smiling.

The bullets.

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