Pure and Virtuous Woman: The main room kills the alliance

"that's it……"

Yan Qingruo, who was muttering in a low voice, cast her pupils on her wrist without any flickering, then slowly took out the fruit knife and pressed it on her wrist.

At the moment when she pressed the sharp blade on her wrist, she suddenly let out a roar, which abruptly withdrew her consciousness.

"Yan Qingruo!"

Yan Qingruo, whose eyes had regained focus, looked up at Chu Mu who was running towards him, and the fear and anger on his face.

But Yan Qingruo, who was not fully conscious yet, only felt some warm liquid passing by her wrist, and it was still dripping down from her hand.

Following that feeling, she lowered her head and looked down, only to see a small but long wound cut by a sharp fruit knife on her flawless white wrist.

Because the wound was light and shallow, the blood didn't flow much, but after all, it was continuously falling to the ground.

And Chu Mu, who had already run over, looked at Yan Qingruo in front of him, feeling extremely heartbroken.

Yan Qingruo, who was already bleeding from a forehead injury, and now her wrist was also slowly bleeding, her face also turned pale, without the slightest hint of rosiness.

In addition, her expression is still a little dazed now, her usual bright and shining eyes have become extremely dull now, and she looks like a doll without thoughts.

Looking at her like this, Chu Mu felt extremely painful deep in his heart. They stretched out their hands and put them on Yan Qingruo's shoulders slowly, "Qingruo..."

Then slid down her arm, gently but without rejection, trying to snatch the fruit knife from her hand.

However, Yan Qingruo, who was in a trance, reacted one step faster than him. The moment he put his hand on the fruit knife, he suddenly retracted his right hand.

"Don't touch me!" A trace of emotion flashed in the decadent eyes, but soon this emotion was suppressed by her again.

Chu Mu, who did not snatch the fruit knife, was startled, and the expression on his face became more nervous involuntarily.

But even though his heart was terrified, his tone of voice was still extremely gentle and gentle, "Qingruo, listen to me, let's put..."

However, before he could finish his persuasion, Yan Qingruo directly interrupted him.

"Don't touch me...don't touch me!" Yan Qingruo, who was subconsciously afraid that her blood would infect Chumu with AIDS, shook off the hand he was holding her, and then used a decisive move The tone said.

At this moment, Yan Qingruo's figure flickered, and then she raised the knife again, pressing the fruit knife hard on her wrist.

It was too late to say that, Chu Mu took advantage of the moment when she raised the knife, without the slightest hesitation, directly reached out to hold the blade, and then grabbed the knife forcefully.

"Yan Qingruo!" Chu Mu threw the fruit knife in his hand aside, and with the crisp sound of the knife falling to the ground, Chu Mu's anger surged up again.

"What are you doing now? Suicide? Have you ever thought about Nuowuo, have you ever thought about half of me?"

Chu Mu got angry, and his aura was extremely cautious, but at this moment his anger was full of heartache, and he didn't have the usual cold aura at all.

As for Yan Qingruo, who was robbed of the knife, when she heard Yan Nunuuo, her depressed eyes suddenly brightened slightly, "Nuonuo..."

Seeing that she was a little conscious, Chu Mu stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders, "Yes, Nuo Nuo, if you really choose to commit suicide, have you ever thought about what he should do?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingruo once again showed a look of pain in her eyes, she slowly shook her head, "No... But I have this disease... It's better to just leave it at that..."

Seeing that she hadn't recovered from her self-disgust, Chu Mu frowned tightly, then hugged her directly in his arms, and comforted her by leaning on her ear: "It's not your fault, let alone now The hospital hasn't checked it out yet, even if it does, I will accompany you."

Yan Qingruo, who was leaning against his arms, sniffed Chu Mu's unique breath with the tip of her nose, and seemed to hear Yan Nunuuo's voice calling her in the past.

Yan Qingruo, who never shed a tear from the beginning to the end, suddenly couldn't bear the pain in her heart anymore, and a line of unstoppable tears slowly slid down her cheeks, "Nuo Nuo... I'm sorry... "

Hearing this, Chu Mu embraced her arms, and immediately hugged her tighter, "Qing Ruo, this was never your fault, I will always walk by your side."

But Yan Qingruo, who didn't want to implicate Chu Mu any more, just shook her head slightly, and then stretched out her hand to slowly push him away, "I..."

Just when she was about to speak, her gaze suddenly caught Chu Mu's bleeding left hand, and she was startled.

Her face was full of disbelief, she stretched out her hand and carefully raised his hand, "Your hand..."

Looking at his red palm, Yan Qingruo suddenly recalled that when she raised the knife just now, the person in front of her grabbed the edge of the knife with her palm and snatched it away.

Thinking of Yan Qingruo here, she felt a pain in her heart, and her eyes trembled continuously.

And Chu Mu looked at her expression, just pulled his hand back, and then said: "It's okay, it's just a little blood, I'll take you to the hospital first, and help you treat the wound."

But Yan Qingruo, who was full of guilt in her heart, couldn't listen to what he said, so she stretched out her hand and pulled the pull to the living room, and then took out the hemostatic medicine and gauze from the medical box as quickly as possible, skillfully Helped him to treat the wound briefly.

Seeing her like this, Chu Mu only thought that she was completely awake, so he wanted to take her to the hospital for treatment.

Yan Qingruo stood up slowly, looked at him with her lips pursed and her eyes trembling, and she said after a long time: "We're going to the hospital, you go to drive."

Chu Mu, who didn't expect that she would take the initiative to go to the hospital, was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, and then said a few words and walked towards the garage.

Yan Qingruo, who was standing there, looked at his leaving back, and murmured softly, "I'm sorry..."

After that, she took something from the medicine box, hurriedly treated her wound, and walked out through the back door without looking back.

And Chu Mu, who had already taken out the car, rushed towards the living room very quickly, but only saw the empty living room and the open medical box. Chu Mu suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart, and began to walk in the living room. Suddenly ran up, "Qingruo! Yan Qingruo!"

But however much he shouted, there was never any answer to him but his own echo.

Realizing that he had lost Yan Qingruo again, Chu Mu's expression changed suddenly, and his whole body was suddenly filled with madness.

"Yan Qingruo! Do you think I will let you go like this! Impossible, I will definitely find you!"

Although Chu Mu in the living room became extremely crazy because of Yan Qingruo's disappearance again, Yan Qingruo who left did not hesitate at all.

Yan Qingruo, who still didn't know where to go, walked aimlessly on the long street, ignoring the sparse but continuous passers-by on both sides.

When she was in a daze, suddenly the mobile phone in her pocket rang briefly, she took out the mobile phone from her arms, and looked at the familiar number that made her hate it so much.

Yan Qingruo, who finally opened the text message, looked at the short address on it, and her expression sank slightly.

There was only a short sentence in the text message asking her to meet up, and this sentence was sent by Yan Zhixin,

Yan Qingruo looked at the mobile phone, the hatred in her heart became more violent, and the hand holding the mobile phone couldn't help but squeeze even tighter.

Yan Qingruo, who went to the appointment without the slightest hesitation, walked towards the coffee shop at the address with extreme hatred in her eyes.

Because the coffee shop was not too far away, she soon arrived at the coffee shop, and Yan Zhixin was also waiting inside the coffee shop.

Yan Zhixin who saw Yan Qingruo at a glance, looked at her damaged face, and her pale face without the slightest trace of blood, felt a sense of joy in her heart.

Naturally, she knew that Qin Junlian had brought the reporter to pick things up, but she also knew that Qin Junlian had failed, so she wanted to ask Yan Qingruo out.

"Yan Qingruo, you have to take good care of this face, otherwise you won't be able to seduce men if you ruin your face..." Yan Zhixin, who spoke sarcastically, slowed down and said with a smile again: "If you ruin your face, I'll see you as a prostitute." , and will be disgusted by others.”

But Yan Qingruo, who was full of hatred in her heart, just walked in front of her without saying a word, and then stared at her with extremely cold eyes.

Stared at by her incomprehensible eyes, Yan Zhixin, who wanted to sneer again, inexplicably felt a little panic in her heart.

She stretched out her hand to stop Yan Qingruo from approaching, "You are a person with AIDS now, don't contact me! I don't want to suffer from that disgusting disease like you!"

Hearing this, Yan Qingruo suddenly chuckled, "Stop contacting you? Yan Zhixin, why do you think I came here today, just to listen to your words to ridicule me?"

Yan Zhixin, who was already a little apprehensive in her heart, changed her expression the moment she heard these words, then stood up abruptly, and took a few steps back, "What the hell are you trying to do, you bitch!"

"What am I doing? I'm going to give you back everything you've done to me!" After Yan Qingruo said this, before she could react, she reached out and picked up the knife from the side, and then Slashed on the arm.

Seeing the blood on Yan Qingruo's arm, Yan Zhixin suddenly became frightened, "Yan Qingruo, you are crazy! You actually..."

"I want you to taste what it's like to be forced to suffer from AIDS!"