Keeping the promise

Chapter 258 Losing consciousness

But his eyes were still full of aggression, "Zheng Wancheng, don't even think about escaping from me again. Whether you like it or not, you can only be mine!" His voice was full of threats and possessiveness.

Zheng Wancheng glared at him and shouted, "Li Yunting, you lunatic! We were over long ago!" Tears welled up in her eyes and her heart was filled with despair and anger.

Li Yunting sneered: "End? As long as I'm alive, it will never end!" His chest heaved violently, and his eyes revealed a kind of desperate madness.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, and the breathing of both of them became rapid and heavy, as if a fierce war was about to break out. The air seemed to have frozen, leaving only their heavy breathing and intense heartbeats.

Li Yunting's reason had long been devoured by desire and anger; his eyes were bloodshot, like a wild beast out of control.

His movements became more and more violent. He tore Zheng Wancheng's clothes off with both hands. The sound of the tearing fabric was particularly harsh in the silent room.

Zheng Wancheng's snow-white skin was exposed to the air, and he kissed her densely like a possessed man. The crazy kisses were filled with a desperate determination.

Zheng Wancheng's tears burst out, rolling down like beads that had broken off a string. Her voice was filled with endless fear and trembling, and every word seemed to come from the depths of her soul: "Li Yunting, I'm scared, please, don't do this..."

Her cries echoed in the room, sounding so helpless and desperate, as if they could penetrate the walls and pierce people's hearts.

Her heart was filled with fear. The lover she once knew had now become so strange and terrifying. She felt as if she was in an endless dark abyss, unable to find a glimmer of hope.

However, at this moment, Li Yunting seemed to have completely lost his hearing, and the only things left in his world were his own obsession and madness.

He was immersed in his own madness and turned a deaf ear to Zheng Wancheng's pleas. He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to get Zheng Wancheng back to him, no matter what means.

Suddenly, the lightning and thunder outside the window made Li Yunting feel like he was struck by lightning. He saw Zheng Wancheng's face full of tears and fear.

At that moment, his mind went blank, as if time had stopped. Then he was hit by a strong sense of dizziness, countless golden stars appeared in front of his eyes, and the whole world began to spin.

What have I done?

A deep sense of self-blame and regret welled up in his heart.

How could I do this to her?

His body swayed, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. The scene in front of him began to blur, and he tried hard to stay awake, but it was no use.

Just when he was about to lose consciousness, his body fell uncontrollably and landed right in Zheng Wancheng's arms.

His body was heavy and weak, like a huge rock pressing on Zheng Wancheng.

Zheng Wancheng was startled by his sudden fall, and she subconsciously hugged Li Yunting with her hands.

At this moment, she felt mixed emotions, fear and anger about what had just happened, as well as worry and confusion about Li Yunting's sudden condition.

Her body was trembling, and her heart was trembling too. She didn't know how to face this man in front of her who both frightened and distressed her.

The room fell into deathly silence, with only the sounds of Zheng Wancheng's sobs and Li Yunting's heavy breathing intertwined.

Zheng Wancheng's tears dripped onto Li Yunting's face, but those warm tears could not awaken his consciousness.

Zheng Wancheng used all his strength to push Li Yunting aside.

Her arms were shaking slightly from the excessive force, her body was shaking uncontrollably like a leaf in the wind, and tears were streaming down her pale cheeks like a flood.

She stood up quickly, staggering a little, and hurriedly cleaned up the mess.

Her eyes inadvertently swept towards the closet, stayed there for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over with heavy steps.

When she slowly opened the door of the closet, she was stunned for a moment. One side of the closet was filled with her clothes. Those once familiar styles and colors seemed to carry the warmth of time, gently enveloping her sight.

She reached out and gently stroked the clothes, her fingers caressing the fabric as if she was touching memories of the past, and the delicate touch made her heart tremble slightly.

In the corner of the closet, she also saw her favorite bags and jewelry, which were neatly placed like sleeping treasures.

Those treasures who had accompanied her to various occasions now appeared before her eyes again, and every memory of the past came flooding back to her mind like a tide.

Every detail is like a key that opens the door to memory, and those laughter and sweet moments flash through my mind one by one.