Tang Qing pursed his lips and looked at Gong Heng's face with his eyes open. He didn't speak again.

Xu regarded her silence as a promise, Gong Heng confidently smile, released the hands that pressed her wrists, and fastened her waist to take off her clothes.

As soon as Tang Qing's hand was relaxed, he held the vase with a narrow neck on the bedside table. There were also roses sent in by Gong Heng in the morning. Without blinking her eyelids, she smashed the vase on Gong Heng's head --

"stop it!"

A stern male voice suddenly rings from the room, which makes Tang Qing's action pause for a second. This second is enough for Gong Heng to react. He gets up and dodges from Tang Qing and sees the vase an inch away from him.

The water in the vase has been poured out, and the rose falls on Tang Qing's body. Her face is slightly pale, and a red petal falls on her face like a drop of solidified blood.

The nerve on Gong Heng's forehead gave him a sharp jerk, and he looked at Tang Qing silently for a moment. There was no wave in Tang Qing's eyes. It seemed that it was a matter of course for him to hurt him. It was not worth her to pay any emotion for it.

Gong Heng said: "you have been sleeping with Xiao Fengting for so many years. Can you get less meat if you sleep for me?"

"That's enough." Xia jingnian walked in with a calm face. His face was so ugly that he pushed Gong Heng aside. "You go back to your room and go to bed."

Gong Heng begged not to be happy, and his face was full of displeasure. He said to Xia jingnian, "you pretend to be a gentleman. I don't believe you don't want to fuck her." He showed a satirical expression, "after so many years of patience, don't think you are really a gentleman. I'll sleep with her tonight. You can sleep with her tomorrow night. I'll do the villain first, and you'll push the boat along the river. It's always like this every time, isn't it? "

Xia jingnian's face became more and more ugly. He turned his head to Gong Heng and said, "can you say less?"

Tang Qing motionless looking at the bed of two people, she did not understand why summer jingnian so happened to appear here, but she understood what they were saying.

Her heart is cold, a little sad thought, what is the meaning of living? Even if she tried to stand up and get close to a normal person, her life would never be normal.

Tonight, Gong Heng's words immediately pulled her from the delusion to the reality, and she was suddenly disheartened.

She took a look at Gong Heng, then smashed the vase on the edge of the bed and stabbed the bottle neck into the artery of her neck.

Gong Heng's brain was suddenly blank. Before he was completely unresponsive, he subconsciously held out his hand and grasped the sharp bottleneck. Tang Qing's strength made the fragment directly penetrate into his palm, and the blood flowed down in an instant.

His action let Tang Qing slightly a Leng, some confused raised his head to see his face for a while, Xia jingnian came over, frowned tightly and grasped her hand forcefully, and took off the bottleneck that she pinched on her hand.

The fragment pierced into the palm of Gong Heng's palm, which made him burst a rude word, "depend on!"

Xia jingnian pushed him: "go to the infirmary and pick out the pieces."

Gong Heng held the bloody palm and looked down at Tang Qing.

Looking down on their hands, she seems to have no idea of suicide.

She was cold and light, as if she didn't care what they would do to her - maybe she had found out the law, anyway, how she did, they couldn't really kill her.