Hearing Gu Tingxiao's voice, An Xiaonian raised her eyes and looked at Nan Jing who was standing not far away.

Bite her lower lip. In her previous life, she had never experienced love, nor did she experience such a dilemma.

At this moment, she didn't know what to do.

She felt sorry for Nan Jing, but she could not hurt Gu Tingxiao...

Seeing her embarrassed, Nan Jing suddenly smiled.

I smiled sadly and sadly...

"You go."

His voice was hoarse and terriblely calm.

Gu Tingxiao stared at him, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Is it so easy to let go?

"Then you are obedient and go back to your room to rest."

An Xiaonian reminded him with some concern.

Nan Jing didn't talk to each other, just stood quietly.

Seeing this, Gu Tingxiao frowned even tighter. He hugged An Xiaonian, half-held her, and turned around and left.

Nan Jing pulled the corner of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his pale face.

He stepped to the side of the coffee table not far away, picked up the fruit knife, and without hesitation, he used the cold knife to cut his wrist.

In an instant, blood was dazzlingly red and kept coming out, but he seemed not going to stop. He ignored the cut just now. He held the hilt tightly and cut another hole...

Seeing this, Uncle Lian exclaimed: "Young Master!"

An Xiaonian, who had just walked to the door, heard Uncle Lian's voice, subconsciously turned his head, and saw Nan Jing holding a knife, with blood dripping in his hands...

"Jing Xiaoer."

An Xiaonian felt nervous and ran towards Nanjing.

Uncle Lian wanted to take away the knife from Nan Jing's hand, but Nan Jing kept holding it and did not allow anyone to get close to him.

"Young Master, put down the knife."

Nan Jing's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he let the wound on his hands be bleeding.

An Xiaonian has always known that Nan Jing has depression and autism. If he is ill and in serious condition, he will become self-harm.

She shouldn't stimulate him.

"Jing Xiaoer, can you put down the knife?"

An Xiaonian swallowed and walked closer step by step with concern.

"Xiao Niannian." Nan Jing looked at her, and a layer of helpless sadness was stained between her eyebrows and eyes.

An Xiaonian approached him, stretched out his hand, and said softly to him: "Nan Jing, give me the knife. Be obedient."

Nan Jing's eyes were dull for a moment. He looked at An Xiaonian blankly, then curled his lips: "Will you still leave?"

Gu Tingxiao stood behind An Xiaonian and saw everything in his eyes.

After hearing this, I smiled coldly and looked at Nanjing with deep eyes.

With his own life, he is indeed capable, Nan Jing.

He unconsciously looked at An Xiaonian in front of him, and he understood this little guy.

How could she watch Nan Jing hurt herself?

so……

Gu Tingxiao smiled in frustration.

Uncle Lian saw that An Xiaonian was silent and hesitant again, and quickly bent down and begged: "Miss An, please, please agree to the young master. The young master must not have anything to do..."

An Xiaonian pursed her dry lips, and in order to calm Nan Jing's mood, she smiled and nodded to him: "Okay, I won't leave."

Her tone was very light, but at this moment, it caused ripples in the hearts of the two men.

It was already expected, but Gu Tingxiao still felt a little powerless at this moment.

The boredom in his heart made him seem to be breathless.

And Nan Jing's smile gradually enlarged, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and her dark eyes gradually became vibrant again.
Chapter completed!