"Stop dreaming, how could he really love you? He is just using you..."
"That's not the case!" Ou Ruo interrupted her coldly, the light in her eyes unwavering, and she pursed her lips and said every word: "He will not use me! He has never asked me to do anything for him in the past four years.
He will never force me to do anything.﹛ (～ o ～)y﹜"
"Tang Ling!!"
"Don't call me Tang Ling again!" Ou Ruo roared uncontrollably, her eyes tightened, and she stared at Tang Ling with a chill: "Don't say anything anymore! I will not go back with you, let alone leave Yuan Yuan.
Mo! If you still think of me as your sister, let me go! Leave me alone!"
Tang Ling's cold eyes were misted for the first time, and the heart-breaking feeling was even stronger than when he knew she was "dead"! If possible, I would rather Tang Ling was dead, at least the sister who lives in my heart will always stand
On my side, I will not betray myself, I will not become as indifferent as I am now, and I will not be with a man like Lan Yuanmo.
"I can't do it..." Tang Yun opened his mouth with difficulty. It was extremely difficult to pronounce every word. His throat felt as if there was a needle pricking him. His lips trembled and collided together, making a short and slow sound.
Voice: "I can't...watch you sink deeper and deeper...Tang Ling, look back...you still have a chance to look back..."
As long as Tang Ling looks back now, he can still beg Ann and give Tang Ling a chance to live.
Ou Ruo shook his head, a bleak smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his expression gradually became relaxed. The hand holding the gun dropped slumped, and he looked at her tenderly and said: "Sister, I can't look back. Unless
——”
The voice paused and said word by word: "Kill me."
Tang Nun's spine trembled obviously, and sadness and pain flowed in his eyes, intertwined together, almost trying to surround her tightly and strangle her to death.
"Tang Ling, sister, I beg you... turn around and I will beg Ann for you. You will be fine. It will definitely be okay."
——It’s almost a humble plea.
Si Lan looked at the arrogant Tang Ling coldly as he lowered his head and begged his sister to look back. Because Tang Ling was her sister, and Tang Ling almost lost his life for her. How could she bear to give up on Tang Ling so easily now.
Did Tang Ling ever understand half of the tears in Tang Nun's eyes, the pleading, and the pain in his heart?
For the sake of love, Tang Ling betrayed Tang Yun, betrayed his partners, betrayed everything... Is it really worth it?
Silan didn't go out because she wanted to save face for Nai. In front of Tang Ling, she had put down her arrogance and self-esteem. She only hoped to get her sister to look back. She couldn't disturb her at the moment.
It would be great if Tang Ling could turn back now... Even if Tang Ling couldn't get his request, he would be willing to ask for it, and Helianze... they would never give up on their partners... even if Tang Ling had already
gave up on them.
For a long time, the dark dark alley was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of breathing, and the cold wind blew a biting chill. Tang Nunyi didn't speak, and kept waiting for Tang Ling's answer, looking at Ou with nervous and expectant eyes.
like……
"I'm sorry -" Ou Ruo's hoarse voice rose, with a smile on her lips, she slowly closed her eyes and straightened her back: "Just shoot."
"You..." There was a hint of disappointment in Tang Yun's eyes. He held the handle of the gun and pressed his index finger on the trigger just a few minutes harder to press it down...
The veins on the hands popped out, and pain and struggle flashed in the deep eyes...
The person standing in front of her is her biological sister. The same blood flows in their bodies. They grew up together and have been dependent on each other for many years. How could she do this now?
Who can tell her how to attack her own sister?
The skin of the body seems to have been scratched again and again by a dull knife. There is no scar or blood, but there is a dull pain in the heart. Even every skin and every tiny cell in the body is in pain, struggling, wailing, and shouting, but
cannot be released.
I wanted to press the trigger several times, but I couldn't do it... I really couldn't...
He didn't know how long he stood there, it seemed like a century. Tang Yun finally lowered his arm. The hand holding the gun drew a silent arc in the air. His body lost all strength in an instant. His dull eyes were empty.
And looking at the unfamiliar face in front of me...
Ou Ruo opened his eyes and saw her lost look. He lowered his head with a wry smile on his lips. When he raised his head again, his expression was calm and he spoke in a low and hoarse voice: "I know you won't shoot me, just like I can't help it."
It's like shooting you."
As soon as the sound fell, she turned around and was about to leave. Before she had even taken three steps, she heard a cold voice coming from behind—
"I won't shoot today because I can't shoot my own sister! But from tonight on, you and I will have nothing to do with each other. My sister, Tang Ling, is already dead. When I see you again in the future, I will
There will be absolutely no mercy."
Ou Ruo didn't look back, but her spine stiffened. She was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said: "Well, she died long ago..."
After saying that, he quickened his pace and left...
The slender shadow disappeared at the entrance of the dark alley. Tang Nun's whole figure seemed to have lost his spiritual support. His legs suddenly fell to his knees on the ground. Tears that could no longer be controlled flowed silently over his cheeks, and fell to the ground in drops. He fainted.
Open into shadow.
The thin shoulders were shaking violently, and the lower lip was bitten with blood marks. The smell of blood spread in the cavity, but it could not stop the pain in the heart...
The feeling of being stabbed in the heart by the hand of the person closest to me was extremely painful.
Silan finally moved her legs. She didn't know if it was because she stood in the cold wind for too long. Her legs were stiff. She walked to her with mechanical steps. What originally only took six or seven steps took her a long time.
It lasted several minutes.
Slowly squatting down, I saw clearly the tears on Tang Nun's face, full of heartache. We love you.
Four years, I have known her for four years, and this is the first time I saw Tang Nunni crying like a child, helpless, tears and snot mixed together, she was miserable, and pain was struggling in her eyes.
Tang Nian raised his head, his eyes were filled with mist, and he vaguely saw Si Lan's face. He was not surprised at all. He just moved his lips and squirmed several times before making a choked sound: "That's my sister... That's my sister."
...She’s my sister.”
The desolate and helpless voice murmured the same sentence repeatedly, and the tears swept more violently, flooding the pale face wantonly.
Silan suddenly held her in his arms. At this moment, he was her only reliance, the only thing she could hold on to. There was no need to say anything, a hug already represented everything.
No matter how Tang Ling betrays you, no matter how Tang Ling hurts you, you still have me, and Helianze... We will never betray you or hurt you...
Tang Nun and Tang Ling are biological sisters. They have been dependent on each other for many years and have lived and died together. Their relationship is better than that of ordinary biological sisters... but they never expected that they would end up turning against each other today.
Destiny is such a naughty child.
Tang Nunyi lay on her chest, shedding tears without any scruples, not only because of Tang Ling, but also because she had been strong for so many years; because she was a sister, she had to be stronger than Tang Ling to take care of Tang Ling.
Something as weak as tears no longer belongs to her...
After Tang Ling left, she almost didn't shed any tears, because she always believed that she could avenge Tang Ling, but she didn't expect...unexpectedly...it turned out that all of this was just a scene directed and performed by Tang Ling.
play……
The faith she had held on to for four years also collapsed...This time she completely lost her only relative...lost forever.
Silan didn't say anything to comfort her, he just held her and let her cry in his arms until she had enough. She had to vent after being suppressed for so long.
When you finish crying, the earth will still be spinning and life will continue the same... nothing will change...
————————The dividing line between the pure young master——————————
Lan Sichen drove to Ji Feng Wen's location, and saw Ji Feng Wen's car lying in front of the two cars, preventing them from passing. The four people in the car also got out of the car, all looking armed, cold and emotionless.
His expression and eyes were fixed on Ji Fengwen.
Ji Fengwen was wearing a gray trench coat that was knee-length. He was sitting sideways on the front of the car with one foot on the car. He had a yuppie smile on his lips. He didn't have the gentle image of a lawyer, but more of the hooligan air of a street gangster.
.(He was originally a gangster on the street. If it weren't for Lan Sichen, he might still be a gangster in the underworld at this moment."
Lan Sichen got out of the car and stared at the four people standing side by side with sharp eyes. With a calm expression, he walked to Ji Fengwen's side without saying a word.
When Ji Fengwen saw him, he put his foot down and said with a smile: "You are fast enough!"
Lan Sichen nodded as a greeting, stared at the person in front of him intently, and said coldly: "Who sent you here."
"Please Third Young Master, please get out of the way and don't hinder us from doing our work." One of the men said expressionlessly.
Lan Sichen raised his head and stared at him coldly with eyes filled with coldness. The cold majesty almost caused frostbite. His thin lips pursed in an emotionless arc: "If I just won't let you."
"Then I'm sorry, Third Young Master, we've been offended."
Ji Fengwen raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, turned around and took off his clothes and said: "I haven't done anything in many years, tonight I have a chance to exercise my old bones!"
When he threw his clothes on the car, he turned around quickly and kicked the man who was rushing towards him hard in the abdomen. He kicked him several meters away. Then he grabbed the fist that came towards him and folded it. He only heard a crisp cracking sound...
A man shook his fist at Lan Sichen. Lan Sichen did not fight back, but just took a few steps back. However, the other party approached without hesitation, and always hit Lan Sichen's vitals with his fist. Lan Sichen frowned, and then
Take a step back and there is a car behind you...
There was no way to retreat, and just when the fist came with the wind and was about to land on his heart, he nimbly turned sideways, raised his arm, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the opponent's forehead, with the cold muzzle touching his skin.
The voice sounded like it was coming from hell: "You don't want to die, you dare to touch me."
The man's eyebrows were knitted into a ball, thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, his Adam's apple rolled up and down several times, and he swallowed: Third Young Master, we are just doing things with money.
"Then go back and tell the person who gave you the money to stop trying to challenge my bottom line -" Lan Sichen's voice paused, and his eyes turned scarlet: "My bottom line is Si Lan."
Ji Fengwen knocked down a man again, clapped his hands, his eyes fell on the man, and he sneered disdainfully: "It's a pity that you didn't see the third young master from before, otherwise you will definitely regret being born in this world."
He took a step forward and stepped directly on the five fingers of the man lying on the ground.
The man let out a miserable wailing sound, and his face was as ferocious as a ghost! The horrifying sound was very frightening in the dark night, but Ji Fengwen always had a yuppie smile on his lips, indifferent. He gently bent down and ran his fingers across him
skin, with a cold smile: "Do you need to sue us for hurting someone? I am a lawyer and can help you."
"No...no...use!" The man had a painful look on his face, his facial features were twisted together, and he struggled to make a sound.
"You know the truth." Ji Feng patted his face steadily, straightened up, let go of his feet and kicked the man hard in the stomach, snorting coldly: "Is the Third Young Master someone you trash can touch?
?”
The man couldn't even moan in pain now. He just lay on the ground, curled up, and trembled constantly.
The man with Lan Sichen pointing a gun at his head frowned, his face was livid and tense. When he wanted to move, Lan Sichen's index finger pressed on the trigger, which completely gave up the idea.
"Third Young Master, you are making it difficult for us to do this."
"Whether it's difficult to do it, or you want to live, you choose." Lan Sichen's face was expressionless, and his sharp eyes in the dark night were like strong winds and waves in the sea, capable of being swept away by him no matter what.
He is the master of darkness, inherently powerful, coercive, and terrifying.
A large bead of sweat appeared on the man's forehead, flowing down his neck and into his clothes. He frowned and hesitated for a long time, then lowered his head and said, "We will go back tonight."
It means giving up tonight and not causing trouble to Silan again.
At least, she is safe tonight.
"Go away." Lan Sichen lowered his arms and squeezed out one word from between his teeth.
"yes."
The man nodded obediently. When Lan Sichen saw that he was about to turn around, he lowered his head and wanted to put the gun away. But at that moment, the man suddenly turned around and took a big step. The knife in his hand shone with a cold light.
It penetrated Lan Sichen's body smoothly.
"Third Young Master..." When Ji Fengwen saw it, it was too late to scream and remind...
Lan Sichen watched helplessly as the knife pierced his skin, and he seemed to hear the sound of tearing in his ears. The pain spread to his limbs and bones in an instant; sticky blood spurted out instantly...
If it was Lan Sichen before, he would have been able to dodge it with his skills, but after having a kidney taken away, his body was not as good as before, not to mention that he had never thought that this man would actually dare to kill him.
....
Without any further hesitation, he pulled the trigger and shot several bullets through the man's chest. Blood spurted out. The man trembled several times, his pupils dilated, and he fell backwards without saying a word.
, a bang splashed up countless dust...
Lan Sichen took a step back, his whole body supported by the car, his fingers tightly covering the wound, and he lowered his eyes to see the bright red blood continuously surging out of his body. His thin lips curled up in relief.
Her smile seemed to have put aside things that had been weighing on her heart for many years.
Blood kept pouring out, seeping into his clothes, wrapping around his fingers, flowing turbulently, leaving his body crazily and decisively...
"Third Young Master..." Ji Fengwen rushed to his side, supported his slumped body, frowned, and spoke nervously and incoherently: "I'll take you to the hospital!"
Lan Sichen held his hand and stared at him coldly, shaking his head slightly. He wanted to speak but it hurt but he could only adjust his breathing. The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and his fingers tightly grasped Ji Feng's steady hand.
His hands were so strong that they almost wanted to crush his bones.
"Third Young Master, I will take you to the hospital, otherwise you will die."
Ji Fengwen frowned and spoke again.
"No... we can't go to the hospital..." Lan Sichen struggled to spit out broken words. The pain caused sweat to ooze from his forehead, and his breathing became rapid. He held the wound tightly with his palms but could not stop the continuous flow of blood.
come out……
"Go to the hospital and she will... know."
"After all this time, do you still care what she does!" Ji Fengwen shouted angrily: "Is your life more important, or her knowing?"
"She is important!" Lan Sichen uttered three words decisively, without even half a second of hesitation.
Ji Fengwen was stunned, staring blankly at his cheeks, which were as pale as paper and covered with sweat. It was obvious that the pain was almost unbearable, but he still didn't want Si Lan to know.
Lan Sichen took a few deep breaths and leaned against the car. The blood on his hands was stained on the glass window, looking ferocious and gloomy. The cold wind blew, and the night was filled with the smell of blood and death, and darkness was everywhere...
"I'll leave it to you to deal with it. I won't die... I can't die yet..." Lan Sichen spoke with difficulty, pausing for a long time before saying a word. He breathed hard, but his bottomless eyes were unusually determined.
:It’s not over yet, I can’t die…I won’t die…”
It was as if she was speaking to Ji Feng Wen, and also as if she was speaking to herself.
"Hurry and deal with these people... I'm fine... I will handle my own affairs." Lan Sichen struggled to open the car door and when he sat in, he couldn't control it and fell in.
"Third Young Master, your current situation is very dangerous. You can't drive! Someone will die!"
Ji Fengwen thought about dragging him down, but he didn't know where Lan Sichen got the strength at this moment. He shook his hand away and said in a cold and strong tone: "Don't you even listen to me now?"
Ji Fengwen was stunned for a moment, his arms stiffened in mid-air. It wasn't that he didn't listen, but that he was worried...
Young Master: Ahem, I have the urge to burst into tears!!! I have been struggling from here to the wedding, Amen, I guess no one will be spared! Take care of yourself!! In the meantime, if you dislike my late update, I will update it earlier! Then,
Starting from the 8th, I will update 7,000 words a day! This way you will love me more...