I Will Share a Tomb with You

Where did the shards come from?

Where did the glass shards come from? She's hurt?

Two bloody hands were placed together, and it was a shocking sight to see.

"Look carefully, we will both get wounded if we get entangled together, and maybe one day, I will die in your hands. Even so, do you not care too?"

The problem of life and death were in front of their eyes.

Do you not care too?

"Does it hurt?" He dodged the question.

Shen Qianshu looked at him expressionlessly, and Ye Ling suddenly snatched away the glass shard from her hand and swiftly stabbed it into his waist area. The glass shards pierced through his body, and Shen Qianshu could only helplessly witnessed his white shirt staining with blood.

"Ye Ling, what are you doing? Are you crazy?" She asked.

Yes, you are already crazy.

"Shen Qianshu, let me return you your wounds and pain." He replied.