There's No Antidote for Love Chapter 15: Ah Yao, I'm afraid

Lightning tore the night sky, and under the sudden bright halo, Shen sleepless face was as pale as a ghost.

Panic and anger flooded over her head.

"Lu Zhiyao, you madman!"

The fear in her eyes stung Lu Zhiyao's heart and grinned grimly: "It was also driven crazy by your own hands!"

Words fell, he grabbed Shen sleepless thin and sexy dress neckline.

"Tear--"

A slight crack sounded, the neckline broke, the rain splashed on her exquisite collarbone, and then quickly rolled into the looming ravine below.

The cold wind roared and Shen Weimian's exposed skin gave him goose bumps.

"Let go!" She clasped the open collar with one hand, grabbed his wrist with the other, and broke it hard.

Nails cut a man's skin, and the slight tingling sensation is like a small current, hitting his sensitive nerves.

Deep eyes slid across her white and slender neck and bit it like venting anger.

Teeth pierced her weak skin, and the sharp pain made Shen sleepless body shake unconsciously.

Asshole!

Shen Weimian was almost mad. He grabbed his short and hard hair and tore it apart.

The biting flesh was also lengthened and popped out from the teeth far away from the road, causing her eyes to get wet with pain.

But regardless, she pushed the road to the ground with all her strength, stood up with rolling and crawling, turned around and ran.

The cemetery was dimly lit, the ground was soaked by rain, and there were potholes everywhere.

Shen Weimian just ran a few steps and stepped into a pit. His body lost its balance instantly and fell headlong.

The water soaked her clothes and splashed on her face.

Shen Weimian spit out the muddy water in his mouth and struggled to get up.

As soon as he stood firm, his arm was caught from behind: "Want to run?"

The man's hand inadvertently pressed the wound on her arm.

It was just an accident, but it fell into Shen sleepless eyes and was deliberately tortured!

Severe pain came from nerve endings. Her mind was empty, she turned and slapped him in the face, shouting angrily, "Lu Zhiyao!"

The man's body was petrified, frozen in place, and all his movements stopped.

His face leaned to one side, and his face began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air gradually condensed, only Shen sleepless shortness of breathing.

Fire-breathing eyes stared at him.

"Oh," a Yinzhi and full of mocking low smile overflowed from the thin cool lips of Lu Zhiyao.

The hand holding her arm tightened again, and her fingers were almost embedded in her flesh and blood. When her arm exerted itself, she was dragged to her front.

"How many times, huh?" The cold palm tightly hooked her throat, and no matter how she kicked, pedaled and waved, she never let go.

Look because of rage, become ferocious, just like a spectre to her life!

"For him, you did it to me again and again. Shen did not sleep," he gritted his teeth word by word and said, "Do you like him so much?"

The anger, jealousy and grievances that he pressed in his heart for three years were all fanned out by her at this moment, completely drowning his reason.

He could not see her swollen red face due to lack of oxygen, could not see the pain on her face, and vented his emotions wantonly!

"Do you enjoy playing with me like a fool? Looking at me being played around by you, you are very happy and proud, right?"

He growled, threw her on the tombstone and bullied herself.

Hand against her throat, left hand down, forcibly break her legs, tear off the thin layer of safety pants.

The wind blew in unimpeded.

Looking at his scarlet eyes full of madness, Shen sleepless heart emerged a huge panic.

In the corner of his eye, Brother Chuyu was smiling and watching her quietly.

Strong disintegration, her psychological defense line completely collapsed in this one, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Don't..." Lost his bloody lips, opened them hard, and his voice broke: "Ayao, I'm afraid..."

A Yao, but has been away for three years.

Lu Zhiyao's movements were instantly fixed, and the madness in his eyes gradually faded. He looked at her blankly, but looked at the woman he was dead set on loving three years ago.

Warm tears fell slowly and splashed on his fingers.

The distance from the road seemed to be scalded by this temperature, grabbing her hand by the throat and suddenly loosening it.

I looked deeply at the woman who slipped to the ground against the tombstone and couldn't stop coughing. He tightened his fist, said nothing, and turned away with a gloomy face.

The dark rain devoured his figure. After a while, the sound of cars speeding away came from below.

After narrowly escaping, Shen sleepless leaned against the tombstone almost collapsed.

It rained cats and dogs and fell on her, like a needle, cold and painful.

She slowed down for a while, barely recovered a little strength, then held the tombstone and stumbled to stand up.

In black and white photos, men still smile gently.

Shen's sleepless nose suddenly sour, his fingers trembled and stroked the photo a little bit, trying to suppress the choke over his throat, squeezing out an ugly smile, and saying, "Brother, this is my own choice, don't worry. I am living very well now."

Water drops kept rolling down her face, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears.

"It's really good."

The answer to her was the sound of wind and rain like tears.

Looking at the man in the photo who can't move or talk, Shen Wunmian suddenly felt so cold.

She circled herself tightly and staggered towards the iron gate.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the chill from the bones is getting heavier and heavier.

Shen sleepless cold lips and teeth trembled, the vision in front of him seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, blurred.

When the shoes stepped on the rain, the feet slipped and the whole person fell to the ground in a mess.

She remembered, but all her strength seemed to have been evacuated, and her body was weak and weak.

Eyelids are as heavy as lead.

She tried desperately to stay awake, but she couldn't stop the surging fatigue.

Slowly close your eyes and fall into darkness.

...

Bentley galloped on the deserted road.

The window was wide open, and the wind roared in, but it couldn't blow away the irritability in Lu Zhiyao's heart!

Shen sleepless painful appearance, haunting in front of his eyes.

The weak and broken Ayao kept floating in his ear, torturing his nerves.

The rain was so heavy that even the wiper couldn't handle it.

Thinking of her painful treatment of the wound in order to save money for a bottle of anesthetic, Lu Zhiyao didn't think she would take a taxi home!

"Damn it!" He punched the steering wheel, then turned around and roared towards the cemetery.

At the intersection of the cemetery, he saw Shen sleepless, lying motionless on the ground.

The heart suddenly stopped beating, slammed on the brake, and even ran down before the bus stopped.