Yue Wuxin's hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly. Her fingers were holding the dagger tightly, her veins were jumping and her joints were clearly defined.
His face was also turning white and stiff.
This scene was so familiar that he could not forget it after all these years.
Because when she left, it was so hurt and so painful.
At that time, in this courtyard, he was holding a knife and wanted to kill her.
He loved that woman so much, so much, but she betrayed him and even told him to leave and asked him to let her go.
At that time, he thought that if he killed this woman and then committed suicide, they would still be together.
But when his dagger was inserted into her heart, she didn't dodge, not even afraid.
She just looked at him straightly, as if she wasn't afraid of death at all.
Or maybe he knew that he loved her and was reluctant to kill her.
The light in her eyes was so deep, so determined.
That woman is really cruel, she would rather die than leave.
…
Yue Wuxin fell into memories, and her whole person entered a kind of demonic barrier, as if possessed by a demon, and the color on her face faded.
Feng Sujin looked at Yue Wuxin fearlessly, unable to hide.
She knows that the more you avoid her, the more Yue Wuxin will think that you are afraid of death and that your love is false.
What's more, she has an indifferent heart, and she is not afraid of being stabbed for Jun Mohan.
But she didn't expect that before Yue Wuxin inserted the dagger, he was already trembling, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.
At this moment, Feng Sujin saw the fragility of this man.
He seemed to be trapped in a magical world. He was afraid, or he thought of something, which was why he was in so much pain.
Feng Sujin was smart, and she understood something almost instantly.
She knew that this month, the husband must have thought of his wife.
Was it at the beginning
Feng Sujin opened her eyes wide and thought, did Mr. Yue just want to kill his wife back then
Feng Sujin was a little confused. Did he kill him or not
Looking at Yue Wuxin like this, could he really be killed
Feng Sujin's heart trembled. If he really killed him, how cruel this person would be.
Feng Sujin was not worried about her own safety. She was only worried that he was unwilling to revive Jun Mohan.
Feng Sujin was afraid that Wuxin would go crazy this month, so she bit the bullet and said: "Mr. Yue, Mr. Yue..."
Perhaps it was Feng Sujin's voice that made Yue Wuxin wake up suddenly.
He looked at everything around him and realized that he had just fallen into the demonic barrier in his heart.
He hasn't been like this for a long, long time.
Unexpectedly, this woman was quite capable, reminding him of the scene he least expected to think of.
"Since you can join the Lingyue Clan, you are also a destined person. It is not difficult for me to revive him."
Saying that, Yue Wuxin also put away the dagger.
Feng Sujin's eyes were bright and she said excitedly: "Mr. Yue, thank you, thank you for being willing to save him. If you believe in us, our relationship will not be destroyed."
Yue Wuxin obviously didn't believe it. He was deceived by the woman's sweet words in the first place.
So how could he believe it.
"Seeing that you are so excited, what if I say that the cost of rescuing him is something you can't bear?"
Feng Sujin's face turned pale. She didn't know why, but she felt very scared in her heart, but she gritted her teeth and still said decisively: "I only want him to wake up, and I only want him to be in good health."