439 “After Fast Traveling and Sleeping with the Villain” World Ten, Disqualified Idols (57)

Facing the man’s sharp gaze that was completely different from the past, and reading the clear disgust in it, Feng Xiaole seemed to be frozen, not knowing how to react.

He was covered in cold sweat and his face became increasingly pale.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yi Lang suddenly felt that it was both absurd and ridiculous.

How pitiful was my past life, that I would regard the little kindness shown by the woman in front of me as a life-saving straw and hold on tightly?

Fortunately…

The right hand placed at his side was quietly clenched into a fist. It was not until his nails dug deeply into the soft flesh and the clear pain was transmitted to his brain that he gradually relaxed again.

Yi Lang also put his open right hand on the table.

The left hand and the right hand meet to form a comfortable negotiation posture.

He Youfei, who was silent, had been observing Yi Lang during this period. He was curious whether the opponent’s counterattack was just a bluff and show, or whether he had really made up his mind and had to decide the winner.

The former and the latter will affect He Youfei’s choice.

It seems now…

“Yi Lang, how could you do this to me?” Feng Xiaole’s sad voice made He Youfei’s eyebrows jump. He glanced over and saw two lines of tears slowly falling from Feng Xiaole’s eyes.”It’s obviously your fault, how could you do this…”

In Feng Xiaole’s logic, as long as she thinks Yi Lang is guilty, Yi Lang is guilty.

She does not need objective facts, only subjective determinations.

Feng Xiaole has always been like this, living a willful and self-willed life. There is no gray in her world, only clear black and white.

In addition to his personality, how could it not be that he was created by He Youfei’s unprincipled indulgence and his own bottomless compromise?In the past, Yi Lang was blinded, his senses blocked, and he played a game with two people that could not tolerate a third person. But now, Yi Lang has figured out the rules and no longer wants to waste time dealing with them.

All mistakes are fine until this moment.

“It’s not my fault, Feng Xiaole.”

“Even if there is a mistake, it is He Youxiu’s fault, your fault, and He Youfei’s fault.”

“What do I have…”

“Is it my problem that I’m attracted by that pervert He Youxiu?” Yi Lang leaned over slightly and saw with satisfaction that the woman’s pupils could not help but shrink due to fear.”Feng Xiaole, how long are you going to deceive yourself? From the past you deceived yourself that you were He Youxiu’s girlfriend, and then you deceived yourself that He Youxiu was killed by me… Don’t you think this is very sad?”

“Kuang Dang!”

The water glass was knocked over.

The tablecloth was wet, and water dripped down the edge, but no one cared.

Feng Xiaole’s eyes were red and bloodshot in those black and white eyes, which looked terrifying and frightening.

“You don’t have to refute me, Feng Xiaole.”

“There’s something wrong with He Youxiu. I don’t believe you didn’t notice it at all.”

“But you chose to conceal it, you chose to ignore it, you chose to avoid the problem instead of solving it.” The moment Yi Lang met Feng Xiaole’s eyes, he smiled.”You said that I am a murderer. If I am really, then you and He Youfei are both accomplices.”

“You are the promoters of He Youxiu’s tragedy, and you are also responsible for He Youxiu’s death.”

Yi Lang’s tone was very calm.

There is no unnecessary emotion, neither excitement nor passion, just like stating a fact that everyone knows, and it is extremely convincing.

Feng Xiaole couldn’t interrupt several times, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

She wanted to cover her ears, wanting Yi Lang to stop talking, but she did nothing in the end. She just trembled all over, listening to every word Yi Lang said shot into her heart like a sharp arrow, tearing away the flesh and blood inside.

Did she really not notice He Youxiu’s feelings for Yi Lang?

No, she had noticed it a long time ago.

And she knew that wasn’t normal.

The reason for the abnormality is not that they are of the same sex, but He Youxiu’s excessive possessiveness and desire to destroy.

Love shouldn’t be like this.

Although there is also a desire for possession, the ultimate goal is not to deprive personal freedom.

Feng Xiaole loves He Youxiu, so Feng Xiaole understands.

The foundation of love should be to hope that the other person is good, to hope that the other person will become better because of you, and to hope that everyone in the world can feel the other person’s goodness, instead of trying to hide those good things and destroy them when you find that you can’t monopolize them.

That’s not love at all.

However, Feng Xiaole could not convince He Youxiu.

After he held the utility knife against his wrist and lightly scratched it, blood beads secreted out one by one and covered his slender and fair skin. Feng Xiaole was panicked, frightened and at a loss. He could only watch as He Youxiu raised the bloody wrist in front of her and asked her: “So? Are you going to tell others? Are you going to stop me?”

Three questions in a row, along with the faint salty smell that filled his nose, made Feng Xiaole almost nauseous.

But He Youxiu wouldn’t let her go.

“I know Lele wouldn’t do such a thing.” The handsome boy stroked her cheek and whispered in a coaxing tone: “Don’t worry, I’m just having fun and won’t do anything bad, so Lele will definitely help me, right?”

Realizing that Feng Xiaole was trembling, He Youxiu smiled.

“Just like before.”

“Lele was able to turn a blind eye in the past, and then she can just turn a blind eye in the future.”

“It’s simple, right?”