What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

When the blade pierced his left shoulder, He Yue even suspected that she heard the sound of the tip of the knife scratching bone. She stretched out her hand and pressed it tightly against Chen Song's chest to prevent the blade from piercing deeper.

But Chen Song obviously didn't want to let her die immediately. He hadn't had enough fun yet, so he stopped applying force and instead turned the handle of the knife a few times, as if he wanted to dig a hole in her body.

"what--"

He Yue's vision was blurred due to the pain, but she still gritted her teeth and struggled hard, and a pit was kicked out in the mud beside her feet.

But until now no one has shown up.

No one could save her.

Seeing He Yue's gaze drifting around, Chen Song decided to crush her hope: "Let me tell you, Yang Lengzi is my man, and he has already brought the police to the South District to look for you!"

asshole!

Tears flowed down He Yue's eyes. Betrayal was betrayal. She should have expected that things would not go so smoothly. Moreover, she came here with the determination to die, but Chen Song had to die with her!

She wants to die with him!

Thinking of this, her gradually tired body suddenly burst out with strength. She loosened one hand, grabbed a handful of mud and sand on the ground, and swung it fiercely towards Chen Song's eyes.

Coarse sand got into his eyes, and Chen Song had to relax and rub the sand out of his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he saw He Yue covering her wound with a pale face, looking back at him and running into the woods in panic.

"Do you think you can get away!" Chen Song shouted.

He stood up with the knife in hand, followed He Yue into the woods.

-

Lin Xia Ning and Luo Yi Lan were sitting in the police car, their clasped hands were very cold.

The policeman who was driving the car glanced at them from the rearview mirror and reassured them: "Your friend will be fine, don't worry."

Luo Yilan looked at the scene of the car moving backwards outside the window, her eyes filled with tears.

Chen Song is a devil. She has experienced his methods in her previous life. How can she be at ease?

The car slowly stopped at the traffic light, and the uncle asked them with concern: "Do you want to eat something first? Or... Hey! What are you two doing?"

Luo Yilan and Lin Xia Ning exchanged glances, quickly opened the car door, and fled in panic among the endless stream of cars.

The uncle immediately unbuckled his seat belt and jumped out of the car. He was about to catch them in three or two steps, but he didn't expect that the beautiful girl turned around and a dagger was pressed against her throat: "Stand back."

"Don't do that! It won't be that serious!" The uncle jumped anxiously, "It really won't be that serious!"

"I'm sorry." Luo Yilan was very sorry. "Chen Song wanted me, both before and now. It would be useful for me to go. At least I am willing to exchange my life for her."

It is her destiny and she should follow it on her own.

The dagger shone coldly in the sunlight. Lin Xia Ning was stunned when she heard this. Was Luo Yilan also so decisive in her previous life and used glass fragments to cut her own aorta?

"Lolo." Lin Xia Ning's eyes were filled with tears.

"Now that the park is open, we have to go back?" The uncle was in a dilemma.

"I'm sorry." Luo Yilan apologized again and again. Lin Xianing just happened to stop a sports car and opened the back door without saying a word: "Luo Luo, get in the car."

Lin Xia Ning stuffed Luo Yilan into the sports car and held her hand: "I won't allow you to exchange Xiao He. At worst, I will die with him."

Before Luo Yilan could say anything, the owner of the car stepped on the accelerator and said, "It's better not to do such a stupid thing."

Lin Xia Ning raised her eyes: "Uncle?"

Zhu Huaijing glanced at them through the rearview mirror and said, "Put away the knife."

Luo Yilan then noticed that she was still holding the knife tightly. Lin Xia Ning snatched the knife from her hand and put it away with lingering fear.

"We wanted to go to Qianjiang Park, but there was a traffic accident on Tietong Bridge..."

Hearing this, Zhu Huaijing immediately changed direction and took a different route, and made a phone call: "Tell the board of directors that I have something to do now, and the meeting will be postponed to tomorrow."

It was unknown what the person on the other end said. Zhu Huaijing glanced at the two girls who were huddled together in the back of the car and looking at him pitifully, and he curled his lips into a smile.

"Me? I want to be a hero."

-

This place seems familiar.

He Yue looked at the black clouds rolling over the river and felt as if she could hardly breathe. She looked around and was sure that she had been here before!

The long river, the old bridge in the distance, and a mottled lawn.

A muffled thunder struck, stirring up memories that He Yue would never forget.

In my previous life, I was here!

Chen Song died here!

He Yue turned around suddenly, and Chen Song was already standing behind her with a knife in hand: "Where else are you going to run to?"

He Yue picked up a stone on the ground and threw it hard, but Chen Song dodged it by tilting his head.

Chen Song walked over like a smug winner. He was not in a hurry at all because he was sure that He Yue could not escape from his grasp. But who would have thought that the moment he raised the knife, He Yue rushed forward and hugged Chen Song's waist.

"Let's...die together!"

He Yue hugged Chen Song's waist tightly, closed her eyes and fell backwards. Chen Song looked at the rolling river water, a wave could swallow all living things.

He realized her intention and without thinking, he stabbed her shoulder blade with a knife. Even though blood dripped into the sea, He Yue still refused to let go.

What she held tightly was the future of Luo Yilan and Lin Xia Ning, and herself who was oppressed by Jiang Shaoming in daily fear.

Isn't it just waiting for this day that I have lived my life again? I will never retreat even if I die!

The two men fell into the river together. Chen Song's hand was loosened by the waves. He grabbed it twice, but still watched the knife sink into the water and disappear without a trace.

He struggled hard, trying to break free from He Yue's restraints, and bent his knees to kick He Yue in the abdomen.

Countless bubbles came out of He Yue's mouth, rising slowly, but burst before touching the skylight.

Despite the severe pain, He Yue finally let go of her hands, but was finally kicked by Chen Song and fell into the deep water.

He Yue saw Chen Song swimming desperately upwards, and she also reached out to chase him. However, the kick he just received had completely drained her of all her strength. The chill from the wound spread through her limbs, making her feel her life slipping away.

She looked up and saw dots of light on the surface of the river. Her blood merged into the water and turned it light pink, then gradually she could no longer see anything.

She was so tired, so tired that she couldn't even feel the pain of the tearing wound.

As dark clouds rolled in, the light on the river surface gradually dimmed, like a scene in the evening.

She thought of Yuezhou.

They met at night, or perhaps it was a night long, long ago.

He once pulled her wrist and asked her to help keep the secret, and she blushed and said yes.

That was one of the few times they had intersection.

I thought maybe this life would be different.

A teardrop merged into the river, what should she do? Chen Song didn't die, and she failed to protect her friends after all.

Just as her eyes were about to close, a dark shadow leaped into the water and swam towards her like a nimble fish.

"cross……"

Bubbles came out from the corners of her mouth, blurring He Yue's vision. She tried hard to reach out to that person, but in the end her consciousness fell into chaos.

Is it a dream? Embrace her with a beautiful dream at the end of life.