It might be better to die like this

Rui ze,"shua shua shua."

……

Outside, Luo Qiao looked at the tall man standing in front of her and couldn't help but frown. "If you have something to say, say it."

She did not want to get close to him and look at his expression and attitude. Shen chengkong looked at her and could not help but smile. He said with a deep self-deprecating tone,"Sometimes, I wonder what I can do to make you not so repulsed by me."

He wanted to treat her well, but she didn't care about anything he did.

She didn't even want to see him.

With no other choice, he could only imprison her by his side. But in the end, Luo Qiao wanted to kill him.

When would she be able to see him?

Shen shengkong looked at Luo Qiao and smiled slowly. He asked in a very soft voice, " "Will it only be the day I die?"

The sky was bright. Shen shengkong stood there and asked this question in a very indifferent tone.

Luo Qiao couldn't help but raise her eyes.

Shen shengkong looked at Luo Qiao with a deep gaze. For a long time, he had been thinking about what was the point of his life. It was as if everyone was telling him that they would be better off without him.

His parents were also among them.

On the day he met Luo Qiao, he had collapsed on the empty street, feeling his body gradually losing consciousness. He thought to himself, " maybe it's better to just die like this.

The funny thing was that no one would shed a tear for a person like him in the end.

It was very cold that day. The girl came out of the apartment, still in a daze from her sleep. She was carrying a garbage bag in her hand. When she saw him, her expression was obviously surprised. He looked at her coldly as she came in front of him. Her fingers brushed away his hair that was stuck with ice and snow, and she reached out to touch his forehead.

Her fingers were soft and delicate, and the heat was transmitted to him little by little. Then, she dragged him into her apartment, bandaged his wound, and cleaned the blood.

Luo Qiao had saved him and made him feel that life was not that boring. But she had lost him in the end, which made him feel worse than death.

What should he do?

Perhaps only death would make her look at him more.

Shen shengkong was standing less than a meter away from her. The smile on his face was ethereal, and his body was shrouded in a faint shadow. He looked at her quietly, and his entire person seemed unreal.

Later on, this scene would often appear in Luo Qiao's mind. She thought that she should have been able to notice that something was wrong with him by now.

It was originally possible.

"What are you trying to say?" Luo Qiao frowned.

Shen shengkong looked at her for a moment, then took a step closer to her.

Luo Qiao subconsciously took a step back. This action made him smile slightly and he said in a self-deprecating manner, " "You hate me that much?"

Shen chengkong bent over slightly and whispered into her ear, " but Qiaoqiao, you're the only one I have in my life. I don't care about anything else."

Luo Qiao looked up. Shen shengkong's slightly light-colored eyes looked clear and beautiful under the sunlight. There was a smile in his eyes, and he looked calm and reserved. However, Luo Qiao felt an inexplicable sense of madness that was almost out of control.

She held her breath and looked at him. "What do you want to do?"

Shen shengkong stood up straight and said in a gentle voice, " "Qiao Qiao, come with me."

"That's impossible," Luo Qiao refused without a second thought.

His eyes were fixed on her, and he said slowly, " do you like Ming Siran so much? I can do everything he can for you.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qiao's gaze subconsciously peeked through the French windows at the man sitting in the dining room.

Ming Siran's eyes were fixed on her the entire time. When he saw her looking at him, his expression changed slightly. He stood up and strode toward her.

Luo Qiao couldn't help but look away. but you're not him.

Shen yankong naturally saw Ming Siran's figure as well, and he could not hold himself back for even half a minute.

He shifted his gaze to Luo Qiao, his eyes deep. "You can never be with him." He would not allow it.

"Is this what I wanted you to say today?"

The corners of Shen shengkong's mouth curled up and he reached out as if he wanted to touch her face. Luo Qiao immediately pushed him away, but she didn't know where she touched the man, but she clearly heard him groan.

She paused and frowned. She looked at him and asked, " "What's wrong with you?"

Shen shengkong did not speak.

She suddenly thought of something and her eyelashes fluttered. She reached out and grabbed his arm.

Shen shengkong subconsciously tried to pull away. Luo Qiao.

He lowered his voice and warned her.

Luo Qiao ignored his objection and rolled up his sleeve.

The next moment, when she saw the marks on the man's arm, even she couldn't help but gasp.

The place where she had been scalded by the soup that day had not been bandaged, or rather, it had been treated but had been removed by him. At this moment, the wound looked like a bloody mess.

This kind of behavior was almost like self-harm.

Luo Qiao raised her eyes and looked at Shen shengkong in disbelief.

Under her shocked gaze, Shen shengkong frowned and calmly retracted his arm. He was injured to such an extent, but he didn't show any other reaction. He even spoke to her calmly just now. There was nothing unusual about it.

It was said that the pain of burns was the most unbearable of all pain, but he seemed to feel nothing.

Luo Qiao glared at him, her eyes filled with anger. Even her voice turned cold."What, are you trying to make me feel guilty?"

That bowl of soup was injured because he had blocked him for her. Although she had never asked him to do that, it was still because of her that it had resulted in such a consequence.

Shen shengkong did not expect her to ask this. He raised his eyebrows and even had the mood to chuckle. He glanced at her and said, " "Guilty? So I'm making you feel guilty? There's such a good thing?"

He loosened the clothes she had pulled up, and as he tied up his sleeves, he asked casually, " "Do you feel guilty now?"

"How's that possible?" Luo Qiao replied immediately.

Shen shengkong did not seem surprised by her answer. His eyes were calm."That wound is on my body. I will dote on it. What does it have to do with you?"

Luo Qiao almost laughed out of anger when she heard what he said. How could there be such a person?"If you didn't take the hit for me, I wouldn't care how much pain you feel or how badly your wound rots."

It was only because she had injured him that she felt a little responsible.

Shen shengkong looked at her for a few seconds and smiled. the arm is mine. I'll block for whoever I want to block. I'll block for you willingly.

"You're so silly!"

Up ahead, Ming Siran had already walked out of the restaurant.