Chapter 187

Xuansheng's hand shook and spilled a little wine.

Xia Wanyuan looked up in surprise and saw Xuansheng look like he was in pain. He closed his eyes and frowned tightly.

"You go first, Miss Xia. I'll talk to you later." Xuansheng takes back his hand holding the wine cup, and forcefully suppresses his restlessness. His nails are tightly embedded in the meat, so as to get a little clarity of mind.

Xia Wanyuan got up and left after hearing the speech. Before he left, he took a look at Xuansheng and closed the door for him.

Until Xia Wanyuan's back disappeared at the door, Xuansheng finally couldn't help but throw his wine glass on the ground. Then he called his assistant and said, "come and pick me up with the medicine."

Hung up the phone, Xuan Sheng sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, only to feel the overwhelming abuse towards him.

"You bastard

"Why don't you die!"

"Go away, rubbish."

The woman he trusted most regarded him as the biggest enemy, and wished that he would disappear in the world immediately.

Hiding in the cupboard, the despair of being found out and beaten severely, the pain of being used as a tool of frustration and beating and scolding at will, like a maggot attached to the bone, stirred up the mania in his heart a little bit.

Xuansheng kicked the table in front of him, and his legs were bleeding, as if he didn't feel it.

When Xia Wanyuan opened the door, he saw Xuansheng bumping his arm against the wall, and his clothes were covered with blood.

The whole room was in a mess, things spilled all over the floor, even the tables and chairs were destroyed in a mess.

At this time, Xuansheng's mind was not clear enough. When he noticed that someone had entered, Xuansheng unconsciously scolded, "go away."

Xia Wanyuan walked in step by step, and the sound of high heels hitting the ground was like a fuse, which reminded Xuansheng of the fear dominated by this sound in those years, and further spread his restlessness.

"I told you to go, don't you understand?" Xuansheng suddenly turns his head and kicks the chair in front of him. He clenches his hands and touches the wall heavily, leaving a blood mark.

The sound of high heels was still approaching. Xuansheng subconsciously had an impulse to hit people. A burst of anger flashed in his eyes. He thought that as soon as he raised his hand, he was knocked unconscious by the person in front of him.

After a long time, the chaotic pain in his mind seemed to have dissipated. He felt a chill on his face. Xuansheng opened his eyes and a glass of cold water was pouring over his face.

Xuansheng raised his head, facing SHANGXIA Wanyuan's cool eyes.

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Cold water drips into his eyes along his hair, which is extremely uncomfortable. Xuansheng wants to wipe it, but finds his hand tied behind him.

"Miss Xia?" Xuansheng couldn't get rid of it, so he simply leaned on the sofa, looking at Xia Wanyuan with some red blood in his eyes.

"Calm down?" Xia Wanyuan put down the cup and asked.

Xuansheng just remembered that he had just suffered from bipolar disorder again. Looking at the mess all over the ground and his embarrassment, Xuansheng clenched his hand and didn't speak.

The room suddenly became silent. After a while, Xuan Sheng suddenly said, "am I really terrible?"

Xia Wanyuan turns his head and looks at Xuansheng. At this time, Xuansheng is very embarrassed,

Expensive clothes wrinkled into a ball, above all kinds of wine stains, wall ash, the body out of the wound is still bleeding, hair messy, slightly hanging head, that pair of always with a funny peach blossom eyes, now also lost color.

"You are an unfortunate man."