You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 1603: Do you have nightmares?

   Chapter 1603 Is there any nightmare?

   Ji Chunjue owed a huge loan shark, hiding everywhere in Tibet. There was no place for him in the city center. In desperation, he had to hide here.

  Ye Xingbei looked at the sewage ditches and garbage dumps everywhere and said: "He is also considered evil and retributed."

  Yue Yaer’s lips tickled: "Yes."

  She walked under the bridge hole where Ji Chunjue lived.

  She walked slowly every step.

  He was heavy in his heart and legs, as if lead was dropped.

  At this moment, she looked forward to it for a long, long time.

  As if from the night her mother died, she lived for this moment.

  Whenever I think of the scene where my mother falls in a pool of blood, it seems like a dull knife cuts her heart with one knife.

  The hatred of Ji Chunjue is like the poison of bones.

  For so many years, it has only increased.

  She waited so long, waited so long, and finally... she finally waited until the day when Ji Chunjue died in the most miserable way!

  The blood all over her was running in a strange way, not knowing whether it was boiling or cold.

  Step by step, she finally walked under the bridge hole where Ji Chunjue lived.

   Ji Chunjue was covered in blood, lying on a pile of dark things.

  He was piled up with a mess of plastic bags, waste cardboard, and beverage bottles.

   Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes strenuously.

  Yue Ya'er squatted down in front of him.

  A pungent stench rushed into her nostrils, but she didn't care.

  Even, she enjoys it.

  She is very happy to smell the rancid breath from the enemy.

  The enemy who represents her is enduring the torment that life is better than death.

  She is very happy to see this scene.

   Very happy!

Seeing a brightly dressed, young and beautiful girl squatting down beside him, Ji Chunjue struggling to open his eyes wide and trying to open his mouth: "Good job, good job...Send me to the hospital...I, I was bitten by a dog, please beg a kind person to take me to the hospital...I, I don't want to die..."

"My mother doesn't want to die," Yue Ya'er stared at him with a cold voice, and there was bone-corrupting hatred flowing in his eyes: "My mother loves my dad very much, loves me very much... She is a gentle and virtuous woman. Husband and godson, love my dad so much...she doesn't want to die either."

  Ji Chunjue looked at Yue Yaer.

  His turbid eyes looked very confused, as if he did not understand why this beautifully dressed and beautiful girl squatted in this tattered place and said such inexplicable words to him.

  Yue Ya'er curled her lips mockingly: "Ji Chunjue, do you know why you are lying here?"

  Ji Chunjue opened his eyes sharply and stared at her.

  Yue Ya'er's voice was a little bit cheerful: "I planned it!...Because I am here to seek revenge from you, I want you to die!"

   "You...you..." Ji Chunjue's eyes opened wider and he was about to split, as if he was about to stare out his eye sockets.

   "My surname is Yue, and my name is Yue Ya'er..." Yue Ya'er stared at him, "What, do you think of anything?"

   "You...you..." Ji Chunjue shivered fiercely: "You...you are..."

   "Yes," Yue Yaer interrupted him, "I am the daughter of the pregnant woman who was killed by you!"

Yue Ya'er stared at him firmly, every word was full of hatred: "Ji Chunjue, do you still remember the pregnant woman who was killed by you? One body and two lives... After so many years, have you been condemned by your conscience? Do you have nightmares?"

  (End of this chapter)