His hands were still shaking, and he looked at Lin Zhi, who was despairing of all hope. At this moment, Yan Jia seemed to have died for the first time.

Outside the window, there are shadows of trees, and the ground is full of moonlight.

The room was as quiet as still water, and there was no sound.

When no one spoke, everything turned into a silent duel, tense and tense.

Both sides were hating each other with the greatest anger. Lin Zhi chuckled, why couldn't he just let each other go and give each other a way out?

Instead of living in pain, wouldn't it be better to let yourself go?

The drunken appearance of Yan Jia frightened her. It reminded her of the night when he ran away in a panic, and the night when she was cornered by him and called her a vixen.

During the summer after her freshman year, she worked part-time in a bar.

It was a not very big bar in Lancheng, but she happened to meet Yan Jia who had returned from New York one night.

Maybe he had planned it for a long time. That night, he asked her to serve as a waiter in a private room, and asked her to open the wine and pour wine on her. She said many times that she didn't know how to drink, but he still drank from the bottle.

The strength of his butt was filled with full hatred.

In order to make a living, she had no choice but to drink with him, and had no choice but to do things that were unacceptable before.

Tonight he got drunk again and tried to strangle her to death.

Lin Zhi was unable to resist and was forced to bear it.

Yan Jia didn't leave, he was still pressing on her, his lips were thin and cold, and his face was indifferent.

"Lin Zhi, it's not that easy to die. I will make you stay in Jiangshan Garden willingly, and you will never escape my grasp."

"Why bother? Don't you just hate me for being with Yan Feng... Even if there is no Yan Feng, there will be other men. Yan Jia, this is not your first time in love. You have had so many girlfriends, so why bother?

Are you so harsh on me?"

"Other men? No one can do it, especially Yan Feng."

"But the facts have already happened. Yan Feng and I were not only together, we also had Zhouzhou, and we almost got married. Yan Jia, can you change all this? Why don't you learn to let yourself go? You have been married for three years

You're over ten years old, and there are so many women who like you. Wouldn't it be nice to start a family and start a career?"

"Lin Zhi, don't mention Yan Feng!" Yan Jia was pushed to the edge of collapse several times by her, gnashing his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Don't deceive yourself, Yan Jia, we can't go back." Her eyes were also red, with tears in her eyes, and her vision was blurry.

She was sleepy and didn't want to bother with Yan Jia anymore.

She is really tired.

During this time, the depression that she had cured was relapsing, and she didn't know how long she could survive or whether she could survive until the day she left the country.

If she can't hold on, the only person she can feel sorry for is Zhou Zhou.

But she was so tired that she couldn't hold on any longer.

Yan Jia is helping her accelerate her collapse.

But she doesn't have that much hatred for Yan Jia, and she has long since learned to let it go.

But Yan Jia, what can't he let go of...Do he hate her for crushing his dignity? Do he hate her for making him unable to hold his head high among his friends?

Yes, her life is not comparable to his dignity. He is a man and he cares about face so much that... he has never cared about her feelings.

She had suffered from severe depression before, and when she was at her most severe, she cut her wrists and committed suicide. These were all thanks to Yan Jia.
Chapter completed!