Kill Me, Heal Me

Chapter 23 Serve her right!

After being tormented by emotions of great joy and sorrow, Belle Ye finally realized what she was doing, and then loosened her fingers that grabbed his clothes. The hopes and bright moments on her face disappeared, as if they had never appeared before. Her face was even uglier and more pale than before. Levi Song glanced, couldn't believe the woman's face really changed so quickly. Belle Ye's face turned white, and at this time, she naturally knew that she was in a big trouble, and she immediately dropped her head and said: "I'm sorry, I'm sick, I'm sorry for the matter just now, I'm very sorry!"

She bowed indiscriminately, and turned to flee, just disappearing in the blink of an eye. Levi Song, who was left, became confused, staring at the direction of the woman's departure. The corner of his mouth unconsciously overflowed with a hint of sarcasm: "Sick!" Oh, the woman had already admitted that she was sick.

The scene just took less than ten minutes but a lot had happened. For Levi Song and Belle Ye, it was like a dream. However, it is a nightmare for Levi Song.

For Belle Ye, it was an illusory dream. That person was not Ryan Du. She didn't know if she missed Ryan Du too much, which led to consider someone who was similar to his facial features as him. She saw Ryan Du's death with her own eyes, but she couldn't believe it. For a long time, she was afraid to accept this fact. Always thinking wholeheartedly, Ryan Du's death was just a nightmare she had made. When she wake up, Ryan Du would return.

She had so many nightmares, but this alone, she never woke up from it. Until today, when she suddenly saw Levi Song's face, she suddenly thought of the scene where she almost encountered a car accident halfway when she fled Gang City last time. She vaguely remembered that the person who got out of the car at the time was also a person who looked like Ryan Du. She deemed she was sick, and she was so sick that she saw people all over the world as her Ryan Du.

Belle Ye hurried to the bathroom without worrying about the trembling legs, and rushed in desperately, turning on the faucet and splashing cold water on her face. The cold water made her wake up instantly. Looking at the mirror with an embarrassed, ugly, haggard, thin face, she tranced, and sometimes felt that it was herself. Occasionally, she also had the illusion that she was looking at a strange woman, or a strange crazy woman.

Belle Ye, are you still Belle Ye? If Ryan Du is still there, he will tell her firmly, yes, no matter what changes, she will always be Belle Ye. However, Ryan Du was dead. She felt less and less like herself. Looking at the people in the mirror, Belle Ye wanted to destroy her. Once this idea was formed in the heart, it would slowly accumulate and consolidate into obsession and them made her become a demon. The casual eyes glanced casually at the iron ring on the ring finger of her left hand, and she shook her head immediately. No way! If she destroyed herself, how can she find her child?

No! A sense of consciousness dragged her back from her self-destructive obsession. Belle Ye was shocked by the cold sweat. She became more and more afraid. She was afraid that she might lose her heart before the wish was completed. Schizophrenia. Half a year ago, she knew she was suffering from schizophrenia, and the condition was not serious at first. But as she came to Gang City, her status became more and more terrible. Even if she tried to control herself, many times she couldn't help it. Couldn't help thinking of becoming a demon, ruining everything. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

At least, she must be alive before she can complete her wish. Reason won over madness gradually, she took a breath and straightened her messy hair a little, and walked to the door of the bathroom, where she was blocked by a tall figure. Ethan Mo. When she saw him, Belle Ye lowered her head in shock, shaking her body like a sifting chaff, just like meeting a beast, every nerve and every expression clamored for fear of him. "Mr. Mo." When she called his name, her teeth trembled, and the words were bitten and shattered by her trembling teeth.

Ethan Mo's eyes narrowed, and there was a nameless anger in his heart. This woman, with the ease of facing other men, dare to brazenly flirt. But when she faced him, she was just like seeing the toxic

virus, escape and even not to look at him at a glance. If she was really afraid of this, why did she provoke him three or five times before? "What are you doing inside?" He looked at her expressionlessly. Belle Ye stiffened, "I... I wash my face."

"What did you just do? What did Chen Zike ask you to do?" The cold palm lightly rested on her side cheek, he squeezed a few times on her pale and haggard face, and then lifted her chin hard, Ethan Mo's cold and gloomy expression instantly appeared in her enlarged eyes. "Answer me." "I... I did what he said..." Belle Ye didn't know what he wanted to do, and tried to answer obediently as much as possible. Ethan Mo licked his lower lip lightly, revealing a sly smile: "He asked you to seduce a man, then you did it? Belle Ye, your ability to seduce a man hasn't declined yet, these years I am afraid that your escape from prison can’t be without man’s help. Why is it still a miserable end now?"

He was anxiously attacking, and he didn't realize that every sentence was hurt like poking a knife into her heart fiercely, slashing the most fragile, softest part of her heart. Belle Ye dropped her eyelids and long eyelashes, blocking her instantaneously sad, bitter look. "Mr. Mo said that it's me who seduce a man cheaply to end this pitiful end today. It’s right." "Belle Ye, do you know what are you talking about?" Ethan Mo almost bit these words out of his teeth, The more she didn't refute, the more angry he was. He didn't even know whether he was hatred or angry. She said nothing.

He squeezed her jaw sharply toward the corner of the wall, forcing her to the root of the wall, making her unable to move with just one hand, and her body could do nothing but tremble. Belle Ye couldn't push him away and just didn't look at him. Ethan Mo straightened her face, forcing her to meet her gaze. "Since you know that you are cheap, I want to hear now, where have you gone to seduce a man in recent years?" He swelled with blood, and his mouth grinned evilly. His expression was so crazy that even made Belle Ye felt strange and trance.

"Say!" She rolled her throat with difficulty, her jaw was hurt by his pinch, and her knees were pressed by his legs. She couldn't move and she was also inconvenient to move. This pressure was so bad that

it hurt so much. "What do you want me to say?" She forced herself to answer calmly: "Mr. Mo, I know I'm mean, and I know that it's not good to seduce men. You see, the retribution is here, I'm better to die now. You are right, I’m the best damn thing. I will stand outside and let the god slay me before a thunder storm. If you feel uncomfortable, you can throw my body into the wolf pack..."

"shut up!"