Slowly letting go of his hand, the woman whose neck he had been holding seemed to have been drained of all her strength when he let go. She could no longer support her body and fell softly to the ground.
, she covered her neck tightly with both hands, breathing in the hard-earned air. She had never encountered such a terrible thing. Just now, at that moment, it seemed that she had already stepped in.
The door of death.
This man is really a fool, how could he feel so terrible? Like a devil, it is really terrible.
Lan Qingqing's lips couldn't help but close together. It took him a long time to say this word. He lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong. He was afraid that Xiang Qinglan would blame him and held his hand from time to time.
, his confidence began to run low, and the ferocious man suddenly changed from a lion to a good rabbit.
I'm sorry. He apologized. He knew that he had done something wrong. He made Lan cry. However, he really couldn't control his own heart or his own hands. He was not stupid. Naturally, he could tell that.
What the woman just said was scolding Lan, and he would not allow such a thing to happen. He is stupid, he is not smart, and he is also a beggar. However, no one has ever been as kind to him as Lan, and no one is allowed to bully him.
Lan.
Xiang Qinglan sniffed, shook her head, but held Qing's hand tightly. It's not his fault. It's really not his fault. It's just her. It was her who made him endure this. Qing should be a simple person.
A child does not need a bit of blood on his hands, nor does he need the ugliness of this world to appear in his usually clean eyes.
It doesn't matter, Qing. She took his hand and wrote on his palm, It doesn't matter to me. Don't care about other people's words. I won't be sad. We can't live in other people's eyes. We just know what we are doing.
Okay, we don’t steal or rob, we are worthy of ourselves, and Qing is not stupid at all. Qing will also help me translate the information. Not everyone here will be like this, and can even translate such complicated things so accurately.
articles.
It's just that I forgot myself.
After writing, she looked up and looked into her green eyes that had become extremely clear. She would not take the way others looked at her too seriously. She did not know them, so they were just strangers to her, and she cared about them.
There is only one person named Qing.
He checked his head. Although Xiang Qinglan wrote quickly, he understood everything. He thought that he could not be so impulsive in the future, otherwise Lan would be unhappy.
You, cough, the woman who fell on the ground covered her neck with one hand and pointed at them with the other hand. There was still a look of fear on her face after being frightened. She glanced at her on the ground coldly. Such a cold look made the woman involuntarily...
Shrinking her neck, she never wanted to feel the suffocating feeling just now again.
The feeling of being close to death is really terrifying.
Xiang Qinglan faced the woman on the ground and wanted to reach out her hand to help him up, but Qing held her hand tightly. Xiang Qinglan understood what he meant, but she shook her head again.
She let go of Qing's hand, but when facing the woman on the ground, she bowed deeply to her. This was her apology. Although she was wrong first, she was also a human being and there was no need to bear it.
She did not feel that she was at fault for her accusations and insults, but such apology was for Qing's sake, because Qing had done something wrong.