The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 455

She expressed her truest thoughts at the moment, if there was something convenient in her hand, she might just do it directly.

Huo Yuan stared at her for a few seconds, he pinched Jiang Xin's chin, and looked at her carefully, the usual coldness in his eyes contrasted sharply with the resentment in her eyes.

"I am waiting."

After all, he got out of bed and walked into the bathroom.

Jiang Xin stared blankly in the direction of the bathroom, tears blurring her vision.

She didn't understand that she had to bear the burden for so long and finally came to this point.

How ridiculous.

She thought she could protect the person she wanted to protect by obeying Huo Yuan's words, but in the end, she couldn't protect anyone.

On the contrary, she has implicated so many innocent people.

If I had known that life was so hard, it would be better to take the young Jiang Yi to reunite with his parents.

Everything that happened later would not have happened.

She covered her face, sobbing and crying.

After a while, she wiped the tears off her face and looked deeply into the bathroom.

Then Jiang Xin got dressed and got out of bed.Her eyes were dull, and she walked out like a walking dead.

When he returned to the bedroom, he had an extra fruit knife in his hand.

She stood at the door of the bathroom, listening to the sound of water inside, there was no excess sadness on her face, only the determination to see death as home.

There is a kind of sadness, called sorrow is greater than heart death.

When the pain is at its extreme, there is no pain at all.

When Huo Yuan came out, he was already dressed neatly. The silver-gray shirt was a slim fit, wrapping his perfect figure in it. The looming outline of his pectoral muscles made people imagine.

The two met face to face, and a bright knife flashed across Huo Yuan's eyes. He raised his hand to grab Jiang Xin's wrist, and he grabbed it so easily.

The tip of the knife was only two centimeters away from his heart.

His hair was not yet dry, and when he lowered his head, the broken hair was scattered on his forehead, covering his eyebrows and eyes.

Huo Yuan grabbed Jiang Xin's wrist, and deflected the fruit knife without any effort, as if mocking her for being overconfident.

Jiang Xin didn't have the slightest strength to resist, the knife in his hand was taken away, he threw it backhand, and the fruit knife stuck on the door frame behind him, clanging.

Huo Yuan squeezed Jiang Xin into his arms with a wrist, and raised her jaw, "Is there such hatred?"

Jiang Xin answered his question with her eyes, and struggled a bit, although the effect was minimal.

"Instead of using a knife, it's better to have a bigger chance of using your teeth like last time." He encouraged her.

After speaking, he let go of Jiang Xin, turned around and walked out, taking away the fruit knife before leaving.

Jiang Xin stood where she was, her fingers clenched tightly, her knuckles turned white.

At this moment, she couldn't tell whether it was more heartache or more hatred for Huo Yuan.

Unlike the previous few times, she didn't witness Jiang Yi's death with her own eyes, but just said it from Huo Yuan's mouth, which didn't have that much impact on her.

It may also be that subconsciously he does not believe that Jiang Yi is really dead.

But as long as she thinks about Huo Yuan's words, imagines Jiang Yi falling into the sea, thinks that Jiang Yi has completely left her, thinks that she has no relatives in this world, there will be subtle pain and emptiness in her chest, and even It hurts to breathe.

And this feeling is different from the sudden pain, it will deepen little by little as time goes by, until it swallows her whole body and is involved in boundless despair.

She would wake up the next morning, open her eyes, and these emotions would flood her.

There is nothing in this world that she can miss anymore.