Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

0Facing Wan Xinghao's questioning, Zhang Ya pursed her lips and apologized, "Sorry, I was impulsive earlier. Just treat it as. . . A farewell. "    

    

[Farewell?] Wan Xinghao looked coldly at Zhang Ya. [You clearly have me in your heart, how can you say something like this!]    

    

Wan Xinghao held the door behind Zhang Ya with one hand. His hand trembled slightly to suppress his anger. It could be seen that he was enduring his anger.    

    

"It's gone. It won't happen again in the future. " Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xinghao and shook her head. "I said, please forget me. I will also forget you. . . "    

    

Before she could finish her words, Wan Xinghao completely blocked her lips.    

    

Zhang Ya reached out her hands to his chest and pressed her lips together, but she could not resist his almost crude [Attack].    

    

The hand that was originally pressing on the door was placed behind Zhang Ya's head and the other hand tightly wrapped around her waist. All resistance was useless in front of him.    

    

Zhang Ya's head hurt so much that she could only push him. But she also knew that these were of no use and gradually gave up resisting. Her hands hung by her side and did not resist or cater.    

    

Sensing Zhang Ya's change, Wan Xinghao stopped kissing. He leaned his head against Zhang Ya's neck and sniffed her body.    

    

"Forget about me. I forgot about you too. " Zhang Ya muttered softly. Tears had already rolled down her cheeks.    

    

This was good for both of them. Previously, it was because she was too selfish. It was because she did not want to stay in a silent nightmare by herself. It was also because she was willful and wanted to ask for his sacrifice that she fell into this dilemma.    

    

Since that was the case, it was better to cut off all the mistakes and stop here.    

    

He was the God of Killing of Wan Family. He should live in glory. He should not have broken his ethics with her.    

    

She would never be able to climb out of the abyss in her life, so how could she bear to let him accompany her?    

    

After hearing Zhang Ya's words, Wan Xinghao's tightly shut eyes suddenly opened. His arms tightly wrapped around her waist and he shook his head.    

    

It was as if he wanted to rub her into his body. It was as if this was the only way to keep her by his side forever.    

    

Zhang Ya's waist was hurt by Wan Xinghao's arms. She took a breath of cold air. Zhang Ya endured the pain and said, "Wan Xinghao, forget about me. I also forgot about you, please. "    

    

Begging?    

    

Wan Xinghao heard this word and let go of his arms. He took a step back and lowered his head to look at her eyes.    

    

She actually begged him to forget her.    

    

Did she really know how heavy this word was?    

    

Shaking his head, Wan Xinghao stared at Zhang Ya.    

    

He could not do it.    

    

"Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xinghao's actions and opened her mouth, then slowly closed it. She knew that any more words of persuasion at this moment would be useless to Wan Xinghao.    

    

Wan Xinghao had a lot of things he wanted to say in his heart. He wanted to question her. He wanted to beg her.    

    

But he could not say it. He couldn't say a word.    

    

Wan Xinghao felt a sharp pain in his heart. He felt as if his internal organs were burning.    

    

"You can leave. " Zhang Ya looked at Wan Xinghao and said, "I don't want to see you. " At least today, she did not want to.    

    

She was afraid that if this continued, she would be soft-hearted, surrender, and continue to make mistakes.    

    

"Shaking his head, Wan Xinghao felt that his vision was a little blurry, and his ears were buzzing.    

    

I only want to ask you. Wan Xinghao's hands trembled as he gestured, [Do you still love me?]    

    

Zhang Ya opened her mouth. She could not say those two words, so she could only close her eyes and shake her head.    

    

His brain buzzed. Immediately after, his nose felt sore and a warm flow flowed out.    

    

Wan Xinghao reached out his hand to touch it, and his hazy vision was a dazzling red. Before he could react, Wan Xinghao felt his heart tighten and his throat tighten, and he vomited blood.    

    

It was as if all the strength in his body had been sucked clean in an instant.    

    

When Zhang Ya opened her eyes, she saw Wan Xinghao holding onto the wall in pain. His hands were stained with blood. The blood rubbed against the wall, and his clothes were also covered in a glaring red color.    

    

"Wan Xinghao. . . " Zhang Ya's face turned pale. "What happened to you?"    

    

Wan Xinghao shook his head and wanted to tell Zhang Ya that he was fine. He opened his mouth and vomited blood again.    

    

He no longer had the strength to stand. Wan Xinghao fell. He knelt on the ground.    

    

"Wan Xinghao!" Zhang Ya screamed and pulled Wan Xinghao. "What happened to you? Don't scare me. Where did you get hurt? Where do you feel pain? "    

    

Shaking his head, Wan Xinghao used his hand to gesture with his hand, You really don't love me anymore?    

    

"Love, I love you. I have always loved you. I have never changed. " Zhang Ya held Wan Xinghao's hand. "Don't ask this kind of question now. Hurry up and tell me where you are hurt. What is wrong with you? Where do you feel pain? "    

    

Hearing Zhang Ya's reply, the corner of Wan Xinghao's mouth curled up and he lost consciousness as he leaned back.    

    

Wan Xinghao fell down, and Zhang Ya fell into Wan Xinghao's arms along with him. Her mind was blank, and she did not know what to do.    

    

"Master! Master!" Zhang Ya's empty eyes suddenly had a focus. Now only her master could help her.    

    

She had to find Joker as soon as possible. She sat up and Zhang Ya looked around. "Phone, phone!"    

    

Zhang Ya saw the mobile phone that she had left on the bed and wanted to go and get it. She called Joker but her entire body was trembling. Her legs were weak and she could not use any strength. It was as if her entire body was out of her control.    

    

"Move! Move!" Zhang Ya violently punched her own legs twice. "Move! Ah! "    

    

Tears fell uncontrollably onto Wan Xinghao's body. Zhang Ya gritted her teeth and raised her hand to fiercely bite down on her wrist.    

    

The pain instantly came and Zhang Ya's legs were finally under her control. She ran and crawled to the side of the bed and picked up her phone. Her trembling fingers dialed the Joker's number and muttered, "Master, master, master quickly come. . . Master. . . "    

    

[Beep. . . Beep. ] [Beep. . . Beep] After three beeps, the sound of the phone being picked up could be heard.    

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"Master!" Zhang Ya's eyes lit up and she cried out in shock. Immediately following that was the sound of the phone automatically turning off due to the lack of electricity.    

    

"Master?" Zhang Ya suddenly looked at the phone that had already turned black and felt a wave of despair.    

    

She turned around and looked at Wan Xinghao who was lying at the door. Zhang Ya forced herself to calm down. She started to look for the charger and connected the power to the phone.    

    

Her originally simple behavior, when she was trembling, was the most difficult thing in the world.    

    

"Hurry, hurry, hurry. . . " She kept urging herself, Zhang Ya only wanted to hurry up and be faster.    

    

Finally, Zhang Ya's phone lit up. At the same time, there was a knock on the door. Zhang Ya could not care less about the knocking sound. She just wanted to find the Joker number and dial it.    

    

She had Wan Xinghao's blood on her hand. When she pressed it on the screen, she could not press it. The more she tried to dial, the more anxious she became.    

    

Helplessness and unwillingness intertwined, as if she had fallen into a strange circle.