Chapter 816: Back to the initial encounter 177

"Ji Xubai, how can you treat me like that... I hate you, I hate you!"
Wen Zhizhi lost all her reason. She was so painful. The scenes of the past were clearly and clearly replayed in her mind. She never thought that one day she would personally uncover the scar, no, it would tear it open.
The more she cried, the more pain she had. She bite his shoulders out of the blood. The salty tears ooze on his wounds. She smelled the blood, as if she thought it was also filled in a pool of blood. Wake up.
Wen knows that she is crying so fast, she is still screaming at him, her voice is hoarse and choked: "You never asked me... no one... I was only sixteen years old...you Why? Why should it be to me... Ling Xue is innocent, but I, why should I be so tossed by you..."
"Why don't you... just kill me, why bother me!"
"I was wrong, I should not like you..."

Students like their own Taifu, which is wrong at first...

Wen knows that while crying and laughing, "Do you know, I have never dared to tell you for so many years, Ji Xubai, I am afraid that you use my original one to like to abuse me... you have not Heart! You, this person, have no heart from beginning to end!"
Ji Xubai has been so painful that he can't speak, Wen Zhizhi has a heavy hand every time, and Ji Xubai's back injury is the heaviest, his wound has cracked again, blood seeping The cracked wound seeps down...
But he didn't feel pain, and he didn't feel the pain in the wound.
The only clear and clear pain is from his heart.
It is like being strangled by the overturned.
Bloody, can't see the original look.
He never dared to think about it, and never thought about it. Wen Zhizhi would have been venting his pain after he had been suppressed for so many years.
Every word, every word, is a knife that goes down in the most painful and painful position of his heart.
The evils planted in the past have finally tasted a thorough day.
Regardless of her fight, he also held her tightly, and his voice whimpered over and over again, "I'm sorry, I know, sorry..."
He closed his eyes tightly, and the tears flowed down a little and dripped in her hair.
Wen Zhizhi couldn’t reasonably listen to him’s remorse. She cried sobly, she couldn’t breathe, her lips had been bitten, and she cried and desperately whispered:
You don’t believe me...you Don't believe... you never believe in Wen Zhizhi... You used to believe me a little bit, even if you believe it a little bit, you won't be so to me..."
She heard Ji Xubai say it over and over again: "I was wrong, I know, I know it is wrong."
Wen Zhizhi’s tears swept down again.
She glared at his back, his nails pressed hard against him, and snorted: "Bastard...Ji Xubai, you bastard..."
She was kneeling on his shoulder, crying and weeping.
Because it was suppressed for too long, the whole person could not stand it when it was vented.
Those pains can be forgotten without a thousand sails.
Just because those memories can't be erased, it hurts, and when you think about it, it hurts.
What's more, at this moment, it is clear that she repeatedly vented her pain and told him that she wanted him to know the pain he had given.