Dressed as a sickly villain, he seduces the innocent heroine

Lin Wanju only vaguely realized at this moment that she knew how the injury on the heroine's wrist was caused. She even tied the rope with her own hands, but the heroine didn't know.

So I didn’t want myself to see it, nor did I want to tell myself how many days I was locked up.

She really... I cried to death...

Such a feeling flashed through Lin Wanju's mind, and her guilt towards the heroine almost reached a new level. She lowered her eyes and stared at the wound carefully. Almost every one of these wounds was caused by herself.

The first scar was created when he blocked a knife for himself. The tip of the knife pierced into Shen Anxue's wrist, causing blood to flow and almost cutting a blood vessel.

The second time was because of a virtual personality released by the original plot party, and the third time was caused by his own hands.

It can be said that more than half of the heroine's suffering was caused by herself, so what is the difference between herself and the hero? But Lin Wanju can't let go.

Even if...even if I become a worse person than Chen Dingchuan, I will never let go!

The marks left on the wrists were so painful that they hurt the eyes. Lin Wanju had never dared to look closely at the scars on her wrists because she felt guilty.

Now that it was revealed before her eyes, she didn't know how to describe it.

He could only lower his head, and his scorching hot lips fell on the wound, again and again, like a pet cat comforting its owner.

The wetness of the lips and the hot breath exhaled from the nose, both of them tickle the skin.

Shen Anxue lowered her eyes and looked at Lin Wanju with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry... I didn't mean to..."

"I will see the doctor more often in the future and try to prevent such incidents from happening again."

The tears that had been rolling in her eyes could no longer be contained and burst out, sliding down her cheeks and turning the corners of her eyes red.

It really looks like a miserable scene, like rain hitting pear blossoms.

All the true words are said in the form of jokes. This sentence is similar to Internet buzzwords. Lin Wanju doesn’t know how many times he has seen it in the comments and posts of short videos.

But only when you actually experience it do you know what it feels like.

She pretended to be ignorant of the situation and expressed her deepest apologies in her words of comfort.

"Don't cry."

Shen Anxue was a little at a loss. After thinking for a long time, she could only use her sleeves to wipe the other person's tears, and then a pool of tear "ink" appeared on the gray long sleeves.

"This isn't your fault, Wanju. No one wants to get sick. No one wants to become abnormal."

Shen Anxue reached out and held the other person's face. Her bright eyes opened wider and her voice seemed soft, sweet, and melt-in-the-mouth.

But little did they know that Shen Anxue's comfort made them cry even harder.

woo woo woo woo……

Shen Anxue, you big idiot!

I did that on purpose!

Because I was greedy and wanted to perfect my image, I stretched out my claws to you and did something unforgivable!

...

After calming down, Lin Wanju dug out the ointment she had applied to someone before, and applied it carefully while sniffing her red nose.

She decided to wait a few days before perfecting her copy.

Her heart is also made of flesh. How could Lin Wanju not see that An Xue loves her so much?

She is not the kind of truly blind yandere who would ignore the kindness of her lover to her and only remember her lover's indifference to her.

"The medicine is ready, go to sleep."

Lin Wanju looked up at Shen Anxue with a faint smile in her eyes. She decided to turn the page on today's unpleasantness. Since it had already happened, she could not indulge in the unpleasantness too much.

"Ah."

Shen Anxue also lay on the bed.

For a moment, the entire bedroom fell into silence. It was late at night and there was no other sound besides the sound of one's own heartbeat.

"An Xue... If I became insane, beat you, scold you, became extremely possessive of you, and wouldn't let anyone touch you, would you still love me?"

Lin Wanju felt like she had fallen into a cliché, entering the endless cycle of questions between lovers: "What would you do if something happened? Will you still love me?" Such boring topics.

"Why not love?"

"My love for someone shouldn't fade because of these things. Even if it does, I won't leave you out of responsibility."

Shen Anxue turned sideways, resting her cheek on her arm. She was still wearing long sleeves, and her whole body exuded an intellectual beauty. She was truly a gentle beauty. No wonder she could charm several male supporting characters in the novel.

He was able to eat this delicacy, but the price of eating a beauty was not light.

Lin Wanju couldn't help but think in her heart.

But he also moved closer, and their noses were almost touching.

"Because my love for you... is something I can't even describe, Wanju... no matter what you become, I will take care of you."

"If you really can't get better... you will really feel extremely painful when you wake up..."

Shen Anxue lowered her brows slightly. At this moment, she had the cruelty and brutality of a wolf.

"Then whether the chairman agrees or not, I will personally deal with you and then leave with you."

In the past, Shen Anxue had something to worry about.

That was the mother who raised her since she was a child, but now her mother has left her side, and she doesn't need to care too much.

Because my mother has found someone she can entrust her life to, she will be happy in the future. As long as this is the case, I, as her daughter, will be content.

If I had no more worries, I would turn into a moth flying into the flame and burn this splendid life with you.

Shen Anxue stared into Lin Wanju's eyes and slowly approached.

"Wanju, my love is abnormal. It lasts until death."

Shen Anxue supported herself with one hand on Lin Wanju's ear, and her beautiful long hair cascaded down from her neck, falling on Lin Wanju's cheeks and nose tip, making her feel itchy.

She leaned down, and her soft lips landed on the center of Lin Wanju's eyebrows, like a seal of her previous words.

She tilted her head again, and her red lips brushed against her earlobe, causing her skin to tremble.

"This is a suicide for love."

"But we haven't fallen to this point. Your illness can still be cured, Wanju... I don't believe in miracles, but if there are any, I would like a miracle to happen to you."

"So, are you willing to accompany me in treatment?"

Idiot...Shen Anxue!

There's no such thing as mental illness.

It was just my plan from the beginning to the end, but...but...can you...can you...be a little more cunning, so that I will feel less guilty!

Lin Wanju closed her eyes.

Without saying a word, he just put his arms around the other's waist, responding to this promise of suicide for love.

Little fool.

Isn't my love lasting until death?