His little fairy is a clingy

Chapter 588 I look down on him, and I can't see him liking me——

Huaxi finally mentioned Xu Wang, she felt like there was a hole in her heart, there was a cold wind blowing in, it was very cold, but she still said: "You keep emphasizing that Xu Wang knew about it, but he kept it from me, you want to imply that , he is not worthy of trust, he regards me as a fool, you expect me to confront him, it is better to break up, because you are a person who can’t see other people’s kindness, you have a good impression of him, but you are selfish and despicable, look down on him, and also I can't see him liking me—"

"What I'm saying is the truth! I didn't cause your birth! What's the use of you talking so loftily? You are that kind of product! You are a bastard, a bastard hated by your mother! Because you were born like this Get sick, you have a mental illness!"

Jiang Xinmian couldn't take it anymore, and interrupted her with a livid face.

She came to stimulate Huaxi, and she came to watch Huaxi's miserable state like a piece of discarded garbage.

Not to be analyzed by her over and over again!

"Also, Xu Wang is a disabled person. How can I have a good impression of him? I don't! You excuse him like this, because you are afraid, even he knows how you were born, only you I don’t know! You panic, you excuse everyone, and then blame me, so you can feel better? It’s useless, Huaxi, the facts are the facts, no matter how you think about it, you can’t change it! "

Jiang Xinmian roared at her.

The door of Huaxi's room was not closed, and they were all on the third floor, but it was too quiet at night, so she was still worried about disturbing her mother.

Her eyes were red from being irritated, and even her temples throbbed and hurt, but she still got up, walked to the door step by step, closed the door, turned around again, looked at Jiang Xinmian, and wished she could strangle this vicious girl to death.

In this life, she didn't want to have any contact with her, but she couldn't get rid of it.

"You're right, it can't be changed," Hua Xi walked towards her, and Jiang Xinmian was standing by the coffee table in her room, with two single sofas on both sides.

"You said that my birth was not caused by you, but my illness was caused by birth. It seems that you understand philosophy very well, as if you can choose your own birth. If you could choose, would you want to be Jiang Xinmian?"

Jiang Xinmian was stopped by the question, she looked at her blankly, does she want to be herself?
Taking advantage of her stupefied moment, Hua Xi quickly took two steps forward, and picked up the fruit knife under a book on the coffee table.

Before Jiang Xinmian could react, she saw Hua Xi pointing at her with a knife, her eyes widened in fright, and she shouted in disbelief, "What are you doing?"

"Actually, the one who is really sick is you, Jiang Xinmian. You can't look at other people's well-being. As long as you see other people's life is not good, you are happy. Your psychology has long been sick. You go around telling stories and scheming viciously. It's like an endless loop. , so you are becoming more and more hated by others, but you stubbornly attribute the fault to me. Have you ever thought that from the very beginning, you were the one who framed me, abused yourself, and provoked me? Sick, since I'm sick, it's not illegal to stab you? After all, I'm sick."

As Huaxi said, she really raised her hand.

Jiang Xinmian screamed and ran out: "You're crazy! You're crazy!"

No wonder she closed the door specially just now, she was so angry that she wanted to kill someone to silence her.

Jiang Xinmian was flustered and afraid, she didn't dare to look back, fearing that she would be stabbed a second later.

(End of this chapter)