Shen Mengni's cheek, shoulder and arm were pressed against the iron plate, making a sizzling sound, and the smell of burning meat wafted up. She kept yelling in pain. She got up suddenly, A layer of charcoal-black skin stuck to the iron plate, and half of her cheeks were bloody and bloody. Blood gushes out and flows down, like a rotting corpse in a horror movie. It's hideous and terrifying.
"Ah..." Shen Mengni glanced at her bloody shoulder and arm and screamed.
"It's your own fault!" Nangong Han scolded him coldly. He squatted down and kept digging until his hands were dripping with blood. He kept murmuring, "Momo, where are you? Hurry up. Tell me, I can't live without you!" Broken tears welled up in his dark eyes.
Memories poured down like a flood that broke a bank. Only now did he realize how cruel he was to her during the period of amnesia. The memories bit by bit were like sharp knives, cutting his flesh and blood piece by piece, making him numb with pain.
If I knew I loved you so deeply, I would never hurt you like this.
Why should we let him recover his memory at this moment? It is a kind of punishment for him, making him suffer from mental torture and torture.
The setting sun was like blood, its afterglow scattered lightly on his body, and his lonely figure was stretched very long...
Meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of fairy tale. However, such a beautiful fairy tale does not exist in the cruel reality.
Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a kind of sadness. However, sometimes it is often too late for you to be sad.
Meeting the right person at the wrong time is like a sigh. However, after the sigh, we are destined to part ways.
Meeting the wrong person at the wrong time is a kind of helplessness. If you make the same mistake again and again, you will still miss it after all.
The rumbling thunder sounded, and a continuous drizzle floated in the sky, densely packed, falling down diagonally, like a dense net, intricately intertwined, trapping Nangong Han in it, unable to escape from the grief-stricken state. situation.
All the gravel was moved away, but no remains of Xiang Yimo were found. The blackened stones looked even darker after being soaked by the rain.
Nangong Han leaned against a big rock, still wearing the same shirt, but it was already dirty. He seemed to have changed into a different person, decadent and slovenly, with a layer of stubble on his chin, and his deep eyes were bloodshot and rough. His hair was messy. His hands were covered with small wounds, and he was holding the half of a butterfly-shaped jade pendant tightly. Empty wine bottles were scattered on the ground beside his feet.
Butler He stood behind him, holding a black umbrella, and crystal drops of water rolled down from the black cloth.
"Master, stop drinking!"
"Momo..." He took a sip of wine, raised his head, and kept murmuring her name. The rain fell on his deep three-dimensional face, and he couldn't tell where the raindrops were and where the teardrops were.
Teng Yue sighed softly, grabbed Nangong Han's collar, "You were cold and heartless before, why are you pretending to be a lover now? Who are you showing it to? Little Momo is no longer here, who are you pretending to be?" Punch! Hit him in the face.
Nangong Han did not fight back and roared at him, "Momo is not dead, she will definitely not die!"
"Be sensible!" Teng Yue kicked him again, "She is already dead, right in front of you! How long will you continue to be decadent? If you die, little Momo will not come back to life!"
"Then you kill me, I want to accompany her!" A trace of urgency flashed in the dark eyes.
"If Yimo were alive and saw you like this, she would be heartbroken! If you want her to forgive you, you should live well, take her place, and take good care of her sister." Su Zilin sobbed, her eyes red and swollen from crying.
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Nangong Han lowered his head and stared at the jade pendant in his hand, "Maybe living is my punishment!"
Without her, his world has collapsed. Living alone is more painful than any torture.
The cool raindrops fell on the hard stone, splashing out broken drops of water. The air was filled with the breath of sadness, layer by layer, which could not be blown away or dissolved...
Outside the window, the patter of spring rain keeps falling, and there seems to be endless sadness and endless sadness.
"Fire!" An exclamation brought Yin Yate back from his distant thoughts. His blue eyes were as clear and translucent as lake water, his golden hair was flowing and soft, without any variegation, and his three-dimensional facial features were
Characteristics of typical Europeans.
"Yi Mo!" Yin Ya grabbed Xiang Yimo's hand, leaned down, and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
The curled long eyelashes were constantly trembling, like a butterfly flapping its wings in the wind and rain, showing the persistence of flying across the sea. She gasped and opened her heavy eyes, and the blurry scene became clearer and clearer, "
Senior?" Her voice was so hoarse that you couldn't tell it was her silver.
"You've been in coma for two days, and you finally woke up!" He smiled softly, as bright as the sun.
Xiang Yimo looked around, his face full of confusion, "Why am I here?"
"I came here to attend a new product launch conference, but I heard the news of your accidental death. I wanted to go to the scene of the accident, but the entire road was blocked by the Bonanna Group. I drove a speedboat over, but found you collapsed on the shore.
Among the reeds by the beach. I didn't know who wanted to harm you, so I brought you back secretly. Yimo, what happened?"
"Someone staged a play to frame me!" Xiang Yimo said lightly. However, now that she recalled that moment, she still felt lingering fear and her heart beat faster.
At that time, she rushed into the factory, and flames were scattered everywhere. They were as tall as half a person, the fire was everywhere, and the smoke was billowing. She covered her mouth and nose, and her eyes quickly scanned, looking for Shen Mengni, but she saw the fire ban and the words on the wall.
Although the lime has peeled off some of the flammable and explosive signs, such a large sign is still clearly legible.
Xiang Yimo's heart tightened, and he jumped out of the window. Unexpectedly, an explosion happened at that moment.
There was a river outside, and she fell into the water. She was worried that the factory would explode again and the debris would hit her, so she swam hard towards the other side. After all, she was pregnant with Liujia, and the more she swam, the more tired she became, and she gradually became exhausted. As she swam, she
When he got to the shallow water, he grabbed the reed and rolled into the mire. He was so tired that he became limp and his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
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