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Chapter 653: Why can't he do it?

"Lian Hong...Lian Hong?" Lian Ze shouted twice and gently patted Lian Hong's face, but Lian Hong didn't react at all.

"Go call the doctor" Lian Ze stood up straight and said to the people outside, while he sat by the bed and did not go out.

What he didn't know was that Lian Hong was holding a fruit knife in his hand...

He didn't know that while he was sitting there holding his head and thinking, Lian Hong slowly sat up and pointed the tip of the knife at his neck.

"Lian Hong, how do you believe that I really treat you as my own brother..." Lian Ze suddenly muttered to himself, bent down, and lay on his lap.

Lian Hong's arm trembled, and then he moved his hand behind his back

"It was my fault for harming your mother, but she was at fault first... Lian Hong, what should we do so that we can go back to the past..."

Listening to Lian Ze's hoarse, low and sincere words, Lian Hong shivered slightly, very cold, very cold

He originally wanted to die with him, he wanted to die...

But why couldn't he take action? Why would his always aloof brother admit his mistake like this...

"If you really want to take revenge on me, can you not hurt other people and just do everything to me? Can you..." Lian Ze trembled and slowly turned his face to look at Lian Hong, only to find that the pillow

No one left

He stood up suddenly and saw Lian Hong sitting there, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

"You... woke up" Lian Ze was a little embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

"Um……"

"Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to cook for you." After Lian Ze said that, he immediately walked out of the room.

"Brother, I'm thirsty..." Lian Hong licked his bleeding lips and shouted, his voice was very hoarse.

For three days, he didn't drink even a drop of water...

"Okay, I'll get you some water."

Seeing Lian Ze's figure quickly disappearing from sight, Lian Hong hid the dagger under his pillow, lay on the bed, covered his head, and cried silently.

Why... why is it like this every time... why can't he do it? Why does my brother suddenly become so good, as if he has returned to many years ago, when their brothers were so harmonious...

I have known since I was a child that they are not the same father, but my brother protects himself like that...


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