"Because I want you to understand, only in this way can you know how insignificant you are." His eyes shot a murmur of resentment.
"You tried your best, then your wish now has been fulfilled." I said weakly.
"No, no!" He contemptuously dismissed me: "Do you think you are worth so much?"
"Then why are you arresting me?"
"Because I want to see him!" He spit out word by word.
Of course I now know who the'him' he said in his mouth is: "Then I am afraid I will disappoint you, because it will not come here, never." At the same time I said this sentence, I smiled bitterly, this smile is not Knowing whether you are laughing at others or self-satisfiing yourself, knowing that he will not come, why do you still have a glimmer of hope that is never possible in your heart
He didn't answer immediately, but stared at me with a more bitter look than before, as if he wanted to see through every inch of your body, and then, almost forced out of his mouth, coldly said: " He will come, he will come. It is because he is determined that he will come, so I will find you."
"—" I didn't answer, but just listened to his absurd explanation. Chu Mengfan has always done things cleanly. When did he become such a mother-in-law: "He won't come."
"No, because he wanted to be sure of one thing, and that thing bothered him for three years."
I listened in silence, and didn't want to spend any effort to quibble about a hopeless thing.
"You may not know that when I stabbed you in your abdomen that day, I also injected a colorless and odorless poison. Based on my knowledge of Chu Mengfan, he must know this."
"Poison?" I was a little surprised, but immediately laughed at my ignorance: "Do you think you can fool me? He checked my wounds, and there is no poison at all."
"Oh, is it?" He rolled his eyes and glared at me: "Don't you feel like burning fire?"
After what he said, I suddenly thought of the hard feeling of living in a sea of fire, but I immediately denied it and retorted: "It's just wind and cold."
"Wind cold?" He said loudly, "Joke!"
Looking at his arrogant attitude, I couldn't help but yell at him: "If it is poisoned, he will tell me."
"Are you really sure he will tell you?"
When I heard what he said, I couldn't help but hesitate.
"Why didn't he tell me?" I almost lost my mind.
He smiled faintly: "Because he wants you to tell him personally." After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes to see my reaction, and then said: "However, according to the current situation, you should have said nothing to him! "
"It has nothing to do with you." I said stubbornly, unwilling to admit it.
"That kind of poison is known to only two people in this world, one is him, and the other is me."
"What about it?"
"What's the matter? Do you know who he hates most?" he asked suddenly.
"..."
"The person he hates most is the one who deceives him!" His sharp voice penetrated my heart like ice.
"I didn't lie to him!" I yelled at him madly.
"Just because your heart is too soft, you are afraid that you will hurt him by saying it." He paused, and continued meaningfully: "Do you know that sometimes incomplete tenderness is more cruel."
"Incomplete tenderness?" These words have been lingering in my ears.