C73 Suicide

He watched as the blood slowly dripped down his wrist. Ye MuNing's heart felt as if it had been grabbed by something. That sort of miserable and miserable expression was something she had never experienced before in her life. In the past, when he was in trouble, he could say to himself, "Don't be afraid, I still have Loke and my father."

But now, Ye MuNing was unaccompanied