For Xia Qi and Mo Yan, every minute and every second of such waiting is torture.
After that day, sf left Ancross Island again. Xia Qi insisted on going back to Dubai. Mo Yan couldn't resist her, so he set off back to Dubai, full of exhaustion and sadness. Minute by second, it seemed like he was counting down the seconds.
Counting the passage of Xia Qin's life.
The night before sf left, Mo Jie came to see him. With his deep, dark purple eyes, filled with a kind of anger after being deceived, Mo Jie stood firmly in front of sf, "Since you can't save my mommy, why did you come with me?"
Let me make a gentleman's appointment, uncle sf, are you a gentleman?"
sf looked at the child standing opposite him. No one had ever dared to question him like this, because he was not qualified or would die in his hands in the next second. However, the extremely beautiful child in front of him had a determined expression and a bloodthirsty flash of eyes.
With the light, SF saw him clearly. This child was a evil star.
He has a more ruthless heart and methods than Mo Yan, and he is more fake than Xia Qi!
He is stubborn and paranoid, and will almost push his life to the point of no return and be trapped for the rest of his life.
sf looked at him, "So```"
"So I give up my agreement with you."
Mo Jie was as arrogant as a spotless devil. His whole body was surrounded by dazzling blackness, with a slight aura of sinister decay. Such a dark aura shocked SF greatly. Mo Jie's body was more evil than he imagined.
Much, much thicker.
Mo Jie left SF's study arrogantly.
sf smiled bitterly, Mo Jie was the second person who could enter his study. That promise cannot be given up if you want to.
Mo Jie!
Middle East, Dubai.
There was no light in the room, and the surroundings were dark. Mo Yan stood by the bed, staring at her sleeping face.
Since coming back from Ancross Island, Xia Qi has been in a semi-awake and semi-coma state, very lethargic. Meili has been looking after Xia Qi since she came back. Meili said that he still studied the medicine given by SF and it can relieve the pain.
Xia Qin's pain.
She slept soundly, with a sparkle still hanging on her eyelashes. He couldn't bear to wake her up, so he stretched out his hand to touch her forehead and tucked the hair on her cheek behind her ear.
Mo Yan's purple eyes brought out a desolate tone; was there a limit to blood sacrifice? How could he be willing to let her die?
"Hmm" Xia Qi's lips wriggled, and she slowly opened her eyes. When he saw her waking up, he pinched her face, and his eyes were filled with radiance. In such a dark night, she was so beautiful that it was unbelievable.
, "Are you awake?" His business voice was dull, bringing out Qian Mei's sadness, and Xia Qi immediately sat up.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
She had been sleeping these past few days, and she didn't have much time. She had to keep his face in her heart.
"you are tired."
Mo Yan answered briefly, and he knew something in his mind. Seeing her eyes becoming tender, Xia Qi stood up, held up his bright cheeks, and didn't even want to blink, "Mo Yan, now
I just want to look at you like this, I'm afraid I'll forget you, I'm afraid I'll wait in hell and forget your face, I'm afraid I won't be able to endure it, so now I can only remember your appearance, engraved in my heart, and in my eyes
, so that I can have the courage to wait.”
His languid eyes quietly dropped, and his big hand covered her cold hand, holding it tightly, "Can you be more patient? Even if you gradually forget, you have to try to remember it, wait for me, wait for me
Go down to find you!"
Xia Chen smiled, "Yes, I can stand on Meng Po Bridge."
Immediately, he felt a blockage in his heart, what if Mo Yan came down and met her when he got old, but the two of them had never met each other and passed each other by each other? This thought, just thinking about it, made my internal organs hurt.
She might not be able to imagine what he would be like without her. But she could imagine what she would be like without him.
Mo Yan didn't say anything, but stretched out his arms to hug her tightly.
He seemed to want to integrate her into his own flesh and blood, but his whole heart was trembling.
Time moves in an orderly manner and never learns to slow down.
"Mo Yan, how fast? Tomorrow is the sixth day. Have I slept for so long?" His eyes looking out the window became complicated. Mo Yan gritted his teeth and hugged her tighter.
"Mo Yan, I want to sleep."
"Then just take a nap, okay, just for a while."
Xia Chen shook his head, "No ```"
"Good boy, just for a moment, I'll wake you up." Mo Yan stretched out his hand and covered Xia Qi's eyes, but two lines of clear tears slipped over his evilly handsome face and dripped on the back of his hand.
The body's functions were severely damaged, so Xia Qi fell asleep in a daze.
Mo Yan covered her with a quilt and walked out of the room quietly. The moment the door closed, Xia Qi opened her eyes. On the back of her hand outside the quilt, there were still traces of the liquid that had just fallen.
Tears streaked across the corners of his eyes.
Mo Yan.
In the study, Mei Ye Meili stood opposite the table, looking at the exhausted Mo Yan, both of them stood silently.
From the time when Xia Qi first appeared until now, the two brothers have watched the relationship between Mo Yan and Xia Qi. Up to now, Xia Qi and Mo Yan are no longer as simple as loving each other. These two people
The emotions are so powerful that they shock people, and they are so sentimental that they make people sad.
"Meili, take this to find Ye Jia and take Si Nian with you." Mo Yan handed the document in his hand to Mei Li, his voice hoarse. This was given to him before leaving An'an Cross Island.
Yes, sf said, if this document is delivered to Ye Jia, he will come to rescue Xia Qi.
However, if this document was not seen by Ye Jia, Xia Qin would definitely die.
Meili nodded solemnly, "Boss, Si Nian's body."
"Then you go."
Mei Li nodded in relief, and Mo Yan raised his enchanting purple eyes and looked at Mei Ye, "Mei Ye, please free up the best church in Dubai for me. I will hold a wedding tomorrow."
Speaking of his son at the wedding, Mo Yan's eyes were filled with happiness.
The two brothers were startled, then smiled slightly, Mei Ye nodded and retreated.
When he returned to the room again, it was already early in the morning. Mo Yan had stood all night, with the smell of dew all over his body. Xia Qi was still sleeping soundly, but there were some wrinkles between her eyebrows.
Mo Yan sat beside the bed and called softly, "Hey, Xia Qi, wake up."
"Hmm" Xia Qi rubbed her eyes, sat up, looked at the well-dressed Mo Yan, and smiled lightly, as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom, gleaming and beautiful, with a vague and enchanting sex appeal.
She stretched out her hand to hold the hem of his clothes and said, "Hey, why are you so formal? You want to get married. I'm not dead yet."
"Don't talk nonsense."
He didn't like hearing the word death from her mouth.
This was like reminding him that she could leave him at any time.
"Oh!" Xia Qi nodded, "Mo Yan, where are you going?"