The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

Huo Yan sat motionless, looking at the two people in front of him.

It looked like it was being poured into cement.

Stiff and cold.

"You would rather believe him than me." His voice was hoarse.

It wasn't until today that he realized that everything he had done and all his efforts were so worthless.

As long as Ao Qijun appears, he can easily take it away.

Gu Weimian laughed softly,

"A Yan, in your eyes, are all lives worthless?"

She looked straight at Huo Yan,

"I hope you can tell the truth. At this time, there is no need to lie, right?"

Huo Yan looked at her, his eyes dark with ink, as if he was setting off a huge wave that was about to drown Gu Weimian and himself.

His lips moved.

He could say no. (audience)

He even has hundreds of ways to excuse himself.

But that's a lie.

That's right, in his eyes, nothing in this world, let alone human life, has any value.

There is not much difference between humans and animals, or even a pencil.

In the previous ten years of life.

His world is gray and white.

Until Gu Weimian appeared.

His world finally had color, he finally understood what emotions were, and he finally understood desire.

Longing until my heart aches.

He was cautious and tried to get closer, but he was never noticed by this girl.

The only blame is... He had too few opportunities to practice, and he couldn't control his desires, so he messed up the first time.

When he thought there was no hope in this life...

Gu Weimian suddenly treated him differently.

He enjoyed it all greedily.

Try to maintain it with one lie after another.

Until today.

I can't lie, and I don't want to lie, so I can only stay silent.

Gu Weimian looked at him.

Finally... we have reached this point.

This man is indeed Huo Yan.

It has always been Huo Yan.

Never changed.

All pretenses, all self-deceptions fade away.

He and the man who pressed her on the ice coffin, with a cold expression and who was ready to take her life at any time, overlapped.

Huo Yan... is simply an antisocial personality.

High-functioning antisocial personality.

He has always been the tyrant.

She closed her eyes,

"Huo Yan, I never wanted you to become a saint. I am on your side."

She opened her eyes,

"But...she's only three years old! I told you I had a way!"

Huo Yan looked cold and stern,

"Is she more important than me?"

Gu Weimian was startled.

The man sneered,

"Huo Weizhen, in the final analysis, is just an insignificant person, and I am your fiancé, right?"

Gu Weimian's eyes grew colder.

"Who is not insignificant to you?"

She stood up from the hospital bed and walked outside.

The coldness rose from the soles of her feet, freezing her calves, thighs, and waist bit by bit.

Then freeze the heart.

The moment she touched the doorknob, a man's deep voice sounded behind her,

"Weiwei, stop messing around."

The coldness climbed up and completely froze her entire soul.

She lowered her eyes and smiled lightly,

"I won't mess around anymore. Even if I mess around, I won't dare to mess around in front of you."

She opened the door and walked out quickly.

Just went out.

The way out is blocked.

A group of men in black stood silently not far from Gu Weimian and Ao Qijun with their hands behind their backs.

Ao Qijun frowned.

"Huo Yan, are you trying to illegally detain someone?!"