As Jin Qiu thought about it, he felt that a large area of darkness appeared in front of his eyes.
Finally, she suddenly shook her head and shed tears.
"Jinqiu, how are you? Jinqiu?" Jincheng ran up to her, lowered his head, looked at Jinqiu slightly panicked, and asked with great worry.
Jinqiu shook her head, pursed her lips, and her eyes slowly became a little straight, obviously she was deep in thought.
After a long time, she smiled slightly, as if to show that she was fine, but suddenly Su Mo also jumped in front of them.[
As if he was crazy, he pushed Jincheng away, looked at Jinqiu with crazy eyes, grabbed her hand anxiously, and subconsciously wanted to pick her up and take her to the hospital.
He is doing all these things now, but he actually doesn't know much about it.
His brain was in a state of confusion, and he himself didn't know how he survived Jinqiu's words.
For a long time, his thoughts only stayed in the past seven months. He only dared to wander around the memories of Jinqiu teasing him.
He has never thought about what kind of life Jinqiu lived after he was sent to prison.
He knew that he didn't dare to think about it.
But in just a few minutes, Jin Qiu tremblingly told her past, in just a few words, but clearly.
Every glare was like a knife, tearing him to pieces.
He knew that it wasn't that she didn't love him anymore, but that she was frustrated.
And this frustration was also forced by him.
He also knew that Jinqiu would never love anyone again.
The love between him and her is always missed again and again.
The moment Su Mo touched Jin Qiu's body, he subconsciously wanted to hug him tightly, but before he could react, Jincheng stretched out his hand and pulled him.
The hands opened and waved away from Jinqiu's body.
Then he pounced on Su Mo fiercely and started beating him like crazy.