Yu Jiangqing tightly controlled her limbs and locked her body.

But Ding Ning's strength is greater than that of ordinary girls, and even he needs to do his best.

"Ningning——"

"No, it's not like that." Ding Ning shouted, and turned around and raised his hand and slapped Yu Jiangqing directly in the face, "Who told you to touch my house, who asked you to touch my house?"

Move my house?

A sentence turned into a sharp dagger and pierced straight into Yu Jiangqing's heart.

In her perception, this is her home, and does the house in the B Military District Courtyard have nothing to do with her?

Does he, Yu Jiangqing, have nothing to do with her?

Yu Jiangqing let go, and Ding Ning staggered and ran out, smashing everything that could be smashed outside.

Yu Jiangqing followed him out and stood at the bedroom door watching Ding Ning smash things.

It was not until the room became messy, the curtains were torn, the things on the sofa were thrown to the ground, the kettle on the table and other things turned into pieces, that the room seemed to have become quiet.

Yu Jiangqing walked over slowly, looking at Ding Ning who was still breathing heavily, picked up a fruit knife from the ground that had not been opened, and handed it to Ding Ning, "I am also an outsider, maybe you want to smash me too."

A word is neither light nor heavy, but it carries endless ridicule.

Ding Ning stood in the mess, his eyes falling on the hilt of the dagger.

She didn't move, nor did he move.

From time to time, there were slight cracking sounds made by the fragments under their feet in the room, and a small trace was drawn in Ding Ning's footsteps, and blood overflowed.

Yu Jiangqing slowly held her hand and placed the handle in her palm. The blade that had not been opened still scratched the hand holding it on it because the force was too strong.

"I originally thought that at least I could still have some place in your heart, but now it seems that I am thinking too much." Yu Jiangqing said, and his blood was left behind along his fingers.

One drop, one drop-

Then a small blood-colored petal fell on the floor and splashed.

"I let you down first, you hate me for granted, but I take your refusal to leave as if you may still have a trace of love for me. I was wrong, you refused to leave not because of inner love, but because I am the only person you are still familiar with." Yu Jiangqing said, taking a step forward, putting the tip of the dagger in his chest.

Ding Ning instinctively wanted to retreat, but was controlled by Yu Jiangqing.

"I want to take you back here. I think, at least here will feel safe for you." Yu Jiangqing said, taking another step forward, and the dagger slightly pierced into his chest. "This place will make you feel safe, but everything here is something that I asked you to do, so it is something that does not belong to you, including me."

Ding Ning stared at the position of his chest, and blood slowly spilled out of the pure cotton shirt. She wanted to scream, but she didn't know what she wanted to scream.
Chapter completed!