absurd life

People, the most terrifying thing is jealousy. Once jealousy starts to make troubles, you will get hotheaded and do things that harm others and yourself.And Ouyang Ze's jealousy is the strongest, and the things he does are also the most excessive...

That slap didn't seem to have any effect on Ouyang Ze, even though his head was turned to one side by me, he still quickly turned his head to treat the wound on my shoulder.

Not only did I have a bloody handprint on his face at this time, but after a while, another red handprint gradually emerged from his face.

Due to the effect of inertia and the sharp edge of the bottle, the wound on his shoulder was also deep. Even though Ouyang Ze tried to cover it with his hands, the blood was still dripping down his arm.

He hurriedly took off his coat and bandaged my wound, his flustered look seemed to be repenting for destroying something he loved with his own hands, his trembling lips were speechless for a long time.

"What are you doing? Ah? I told you not to let you interfere in my life, why do you still come here!"

I pushed Ouyang Ze away vigorously, Ouyang Ze staggered because of the unstable center of gravity, but he didn't care, he quickly crawled over and continued to bandage my wound.

"I'm sorry, Ruirui, I'm sorry! I didn't expect it to be like this, I really didn't expect things to develop like this!"

Ouyang Ze apologized to me with tears in his eyes. His teary eyes were like a dam that had been opened, and the turbulent tears dripped on my arms.

His fingers were trembling, and his fingers were trembling when he was bandaging me... He had never seen such a bloody scene, and he had never seen me covered in blood, so that he was at a loss for what he had caused.

"Ah...ah..."

Wu Yao was still writhing and struggling in the pile of broken glass and red wine, the pain in his head made him twist in pain.Both hands also covered the wound.

Apart from red wine, there was blood on the ground, but I couldn't tell which belonged to me and which belonged to Wu Yao.He was lying on the ground in the red wine, the blood from the back of his head fused with the dark red liquid, and the redness all over his body made it hard for me to see which was wine and which was blood.

I quickly pulled him up off the ground so that he wouldn't be traumatized again by the broken glass.

The severe pain made him unable to open his eyes, and his whole body was limp.I rested his head on my lap so I could get a good look at his wounds too.

When I touched the back of his head with my hand, I felt it was wet for a while. When I retracted to look at it, there was only a piece of bright red, but I couldn't tell whether it was wine or blood, but the fishy smell was the unique smell of blood.

"Wu Yao? Wu Yao! Are you okay!"

Wu Yao's blurred eyes made me unable to see clearly my appearance in his pupils, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to be saying something, but I couldn't hear clearly.

Ouyang Ze watched from the side, his eyes turned red, he pulled Wu Yao up suddenly, and put two more fists on his face.

I picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground and stabbed it at his arm. After a howl, he let go of Wu Yao's hand, and the blood also started to flow down from his arm.

"Get out! If you touch him again, I'll make your death ugly!"

Ouyang Ze looked at me with an aggrieved face, wanted to say something to me but couldn't say anything.He roared angrily, and slammed those unbroken wine bottles towards the ground vigorously. He didn't stop until the ground was covered with broken glass, and he continued to cry with a ferocious expression...