Thud...
A kitchen knife ruthlessly chopped into Yang Yupeng's shoulder, slicing deep enough to expose the bone as blood spurted out. Luckily, the cut didn't sever a major artery, otherwise, he would have died even faster. Yang Yupeng gazed deeply at the now crazed Lin Ziwen and said with profound affection, "Ziwen, no matter what, I still love you... forever..."
"No, no, I don't want to hear this!" Lin Ziwen bit her teeth, raised the kitchen knife again, and chopped down at Yang Yupeng, another slice, this one hitting his chest, but with noticeably less force than the first.
"Whether you listen or not, my love is right there!" Yang Yupeng suddenly reached out to grab Lin Ziwen's hands, then said, "You have to believe me, everything I've done is for your own good. If you don't believe me, I can prove it with my life!"
