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"For the last time, where is it?"

With a colder voice, He Tingyu's hand tightened even more.

Mu Siyin felt suffocated, not only suffocated in his breathing, but also suffocated in his heart.

He crushed her heart...

Mu Siyin clearly heard something breaking in his heart...

So clear...

Mu Siyin seemed to be unable to feel the pain caused by the big hand on his neck. Mu Siyin quietly looked at the flames jumping in He Tingyu's eyes, the flames that seemed to devour him.

"Burn."

No excuses, no other words said, just acquiescence.

Two very light words, a simple and clear admission.

Burned?

He Tingyu felt that the tight string in his head suddenly broke...

Burned...

there is none left……

It represents his past obsession, and every wood carving has placed too much of his emotions on it.

Every knife is his best memory and accompanies him through the most difficult days.

It was his motivation, the warmest thing ever...

there is none left……

Forget about hiding her anger, she actually dared to burn it, and even after burning it, she dared to sleep like nothing happened...
Chapter completed!