"He is ill." Shen Qianshu took a deep breath and was more seriously ill than seven years ago.

If she is alone, she is not afraid of anything. It's a big deal to accompany Yeling.

She is willing to gamble. If she wins, she will win the world. If she loses, she will be a tomb at most.

But she has children's paintings, and she dare not gamble.

She can't let children's paintings become orphans again.

She and Yeling, after all, are... Estranged.

"Mommy, is he really... Crazy?" Tong Hua asked. He thought it looked like a neuropathy, but he didn't expect it to be a neuropathy. It turned his face faster than turning a book. He was a little caught off guard.

There is no defense at all.

Tong Hua reached out and held Shen Qianshu's hand. "Mommy, will he hurt you?"

meeting!

Shen Qianshu thought that Yeling was ill, and no one could recognize it.

Even, not the memory of the second personality.

Suddenly, the door was violently kicked open. Yeling's furious King rushed to his territory, dragged Shen Qianshu out, and the children's painting hurriedly chased him. Yeling suddenly turned back, "don't follow."

That appearance is really frightening.

His eyes are red.

Rage seemed to devour his reason.

Shen Qianshu, "children's paintings, go to read some French, and Mommy will check her homework when she comes back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ling dragged him into the elevator rudely.

On the road late at night, the traffic flow was scarce. Yeling looked at the front, and the speed stepped on 150. His eyes were scarlet, and the veins on the back of his hands jumped violently, and he was out of the edge of the abyss at any time.

She is in the same cage as the fierce beast.

How to survive?

Along the way, she regretted that little move countless times.

But in her heart, she didn't think she was wrong.

She is the victim of Yeling's second personality. His violence and his brother's death in her heart are like a wound that has not healed for years, leaving an unforgettable mark. A little wind and grass will lead to all soldiers.

Her fear of Yeling is deep-rooted and cannot be changed overnight.

The injury of that year left her a very serious sequela.

She is afraid of the dark.

It's like a psychosis.

When she was young, she was not afraid of anything. She broke into deep streets and alleys alone and never had fear.

No fear, no fear.

But after that night, I had a deep fear of the night.

When Yeling is angry, she will panic.

Is he sick again?

If he is really ill, how can she stop him from hurting himself and children's paintings.

She and Yeling need to talk.

Talk about what happened seven years ago.

She and he had never mentioned that seven years ago, no one wanted to touch the scar.

Evasion can never solve the problem.

Yeling's car stopped at the edge of the cliff. He got out of the car, slammed into the door and beat the car violently. Shen Qianshu looked at him in the dark to vent. He smashed two huge dents in Bugatti's body.

He was like a trapped beast, shackled by chains, and helpless.

She stabbed him again in his bruised heart.

The windshield of the car was shattered by his fist, and Ye Ling's fist was scratched by the glass, dripping with blood.

"You're afraid of me..." he blushed with anger and fear, "you're afraid of me..."

He mumbled to himself and lost his way.

She looked at his hand painfully.

Sir, it hurts.

I feel very distressed.

Do you feel it?

Under his fist, 40 million nobles were smashed into 400000 bargains.

He... Should have bought insurance.