089: The young master wants a recommendation vote 089: The young master wants a recommendation vote

The dust is flying, the world is in turmoil, the dim lights are swaying, the tall and slender figure is like a towering tree, standing upright, without a sad posture, will not move, the deep eyes are locked tightly on Si Lan

He didn't dare to move away from his body for a second.

Si Lan heard the voice, raised his head, and saw his cold face in a trance, as if trying to penetrate all the eyes in the world, tears slowly falling silently from the corners of his eyes; the plaster on the ceiling was still falling, large areas

Large pieces fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

It was like the clocks had stopped, and the world was frozen at this moment. There was no death, no hatred, and no one standing between them. The two looked at each other, their calm, tearful eyes meant to carve each other into their souls, forever and ever.

Separate again, never separate.

As if bathed in holy light, Xu Ningmo walked towards her with firm steps, approaching her little by little, not only her body, but also her soul.

"Don't hate, no matter what, I will face it with you." Without any hesitation, Xu Ningmo raised his slender and powerful arms to hold her in his arms, ignoring the fact that the bomb that was still ticking did not exist, and the unspeakable pain in his heart

Doesn't exist either.

At this moment, great warmth surged out of his arms, surrounding her and saving her...

"...Ning Mo." The hoarse voice broke down instantly, and tears swept over him again. Why was he so stupid, why did he come here, it was very dangerous, he would die...

Really, he will die.

Xu Ningmo hugged her tightly, desperate. Nothing could make his pale, scarred heart warmer and calmer than at this moment. Those countless nights, countless nightmares, and the pain of being unable to choose,

It's all suppressed in my heart, and even God can't support it any longer.

Even if the whole world is against them being together, he will still stay close to her and be with her.

To be close to her is to be close to pain, but to leave her is to leave happiness.

"Si Lan, we are about to explode... We will wait until everything comes out!" Ling Jiuyue's solemn voice came from the other end of the phone. Xu Ningmo answered for Si Lan and asked him to do it freely.

Whether we are alive or dead, we are together.

Si Lan couldn't say a word. He watched helplessly as this man risked his life to come back and hugged himself so hard. What else could he say.

There was another shock, the mottled walls, the dust and noise, the heaven and earth shook. He hugged her tightly and stabilized her, even if she was blown to pieces at this moment, he had no regrets.

In this chaotic space, Si Lan held his breath and clearly heard his heartbeat, his breathing, and his breath lingering around him, pulling himself out of the abyss of pain.

Jing En hurt her, betrayed her, forced her, so what? And Xu Ningmo, Lin Jiu and the others...

I am not alone.

The explosion successfully opened an escape exit. The wealthy businessmen rushed out and left this dangerous place under the escort of the police. However, bomb disposal experts have been working there to no avail...

With only the last 50 seconds left, Ling Jiuyue successfully rescued everyone in the building. The building was now empty. None of those who escaped thought that the first floor would still be available at this moment.

There are two people...

Ling Jiuyue stood downstairs with cold eyes, her fingers tightly holding the phone, and her low and hoarse voice was unusually heavy: "Silan, there is nothing the bomb disposal experts can do... You have to rely on yourselves!"

Use your own strength to come out.

Si Lan was not much surprised when he heard Ling Jiuyue's words. Such irregular bomb production is difficult for people to figure out. No matter which thread is cut, it is just a gamble and a gamble on luck.

Xu Ningmo cut off the phone call directly, slowly let go of Si Lan, looked at the bomb in her hand, and picked up the one that fell on the ground. She pursed her thin lips lightly and said calmly, "You asked me to cut it.

"

Do you really want to die here with me? She stared at him with complex and heavy eyes, her words stuck in her throat and she didn't ask. Because he wouldn't have gone back again if he wasn't prepared.

Si Lan looked down at the three wires. If he guessed correctly, this bomb was made by Jing En. The purple represents himself, and the black represents Jing En. What about the white? Who does the white represent? The most important thing is me and you.

Does it represent light and justice?

"Jing Eun knows me very well and knows that I like purple. If I try my luck, she will definitely choose the color I like. If she wants me to die, she will definitely set purple as a trap for me to jump."

Xu Ningmo's eyes were cold, only when he looked at Si Lan, they became softer, "You are twins."

He is the dearest and dearest person in the world.

The time has reached the last thirty seconds, and the countdown has begun, but Silan has not made a decision yet. He slowly lowers his eyes, his long eyelashes stained with tears, crystal clear, and trembling violently. His face is cold, calm and calm, facing death.

The last fear in my heart gradually disappeared because of the person in front of me.

Sister, you still have me, I am your sister!

I miss my sister. Doesn’t my sister want to see me?

Let’s not be separated again from now on, okay. Sister...

Sister, don’t worry, I will never betray you, deceive you, or hurt you! You will always be my most beloved sister.

Sister, if you were not in this world, I would not be able to survive.

The scenes that flashed through my mind were all of Jing En's smiling face, Jing En's concern, and every word Jing En said...

This year is the happiest day in her life, because Jing-en has made up for the lack of family affection in the past 22 years, allowing her to finally experience the feeling of having relatives around her.

A faint smile of satisfaction suddenly overflowed from her cherry lips. She opened her eyes and met his sharp eyes with clear and pure eyes. She said softly: "If I would think so, how could Jing En not think of it. It turns out -"

The voice paused, looked at the monitor with only the last fifteen seconds left, and murmured: "The last thing she bet on is family love."

"Purple."

Jing Eun, you are betting on whether I will care about my family and trust you again. Because I like purple, so you put the purple of escape in front of me to test whether I will believe that you give me such a chance.

Jing Eun, my dearest sister, I believe in you.

Xu Ningmo's thin lips raised a smile like a spring breeze. She held the scissors with her slender fingers and cut the purple thread without any hesitation. The last ten seconds of the countdown were frozen and the sound stopped...

Everything seems to be settled here.

Silan looked up at Xu Ningmo and smiled for the first time. He laughed from the bottom of his heart. It was brilliant, sincere, without any impurities. He just smiled and laughed. The tears ran out by themselves and he couldn't stop them...

…

Jing En harmed many people, she hated the world, but in the end she still left a way for Si Lan to survive.

She hates Silan's cleanliness, hates Silan's purity, but in the end she bets on whether Silan will still be so pure...

This time, the winner was not Silan or Xu Ningmo, nor the rabble who fled after being rescued; it was the dead Jing En.

Xu Ningmo took Si Lan's hand and walked out of the building, trusting Ling Jiuyue to handle the rest properly. There was also chaos outside at the moment, and bomb disposal experts had already rushed over. In the dim and messy scene, Si Lan raised his head and looked at the hidden

On the attic in the darkness, my eyes were finally filled with loneliness.

"Baby...it's great that you're okay!" Someone suddenly jumped out of nowhere and hugged Silan, with such strength that he almost strangled Silan's neck.

Silan's whole body was stiff and tense, and it was almost unbelievable when he smelled the familiar smell; the rooftop had not exploded, but Helianze was still alive, he was still alive. Tears accumulated in his eyes, and his vision gradually blurred, and he saw the man standing not far away.

Lan Yunsheng, his deep gaze always remained on that coquettish person.

They are all still alive, still alive. Silan has never thought that life can be so beautiful.

"Have you had enough hugs for that brat?"

A slap fell hard on Helianze's head. Mrs. Song looked at Helianze with doting eyes and seemed to be glad that this brat was still alive. "What a light bulb! You don't have any self-knowledge at all!"

If it had been before, Helianze would have howled and cursed the old witch. Helianze let go, turned around and hugged Mrs. Song; like a child who got a Christmas gift, he screamed excitedly: "Haha...Old

Witch, I'm still alive, you must be very disappointed! It seems like you are destined to be pissed off by me!"

"Why didn't I blow you up, brat! It's really a disaster that will last for thousands of years." Although Mrs. Song's tone was sarcastic, tears flashed in the corners of her eyes. She hugged this dead child and felt grateful that God did not take him away.

He took away this child who added color and fun to his boring life!

Silan looked at He Lianze who was as excited as a monkey and raised a faint smile. Ling Jiuyue and the police still had a lot to do; his eyes searched again, his dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, and there was a very deep feeling in his heart.

An uneasy feeling.

"Where's Tony??" Si Lan looked around for several times but couldn't see Tony.

The smile on Helianze's face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes glanced at Lan Yunsheng, who had been as silent as a piece of wood. His bright eyes dimmed little by little, and a gloomy aura surrounded him little by little.

Lan Yunsheng walked over and stopped beside Helianze, with cold eyes and a formulaic tone, "At the moment of the explosion, he jumped off the building with the bomb in his arms to avoid injury. He asked me to tell you, I'm sorry.

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Si Lan's spine froze obviously, his face was pale and colorless, and the undercurrent in his eyes had become more and more obvious. He should have thought long ago that there were only three people on the rooftop, and one of them had to sacrifice. He Lianze and Lan Yun

Even if Sheng is fine, Tony will definitely be sacrificed.

In fact, everything Tony did was just because he couldn't let go of Nana; he saw through Nana's lonely soul, felt sorry for Nana, and waited obsessively without asking for anything in return. There are a few men in this world who can do that.

Cui, if you can meet him in another world, please don't let him lose again.

Lan Ruixiu, who was standing in the distance, never approached them, but when he saw Silan walking out safely, his tense expression finally relaxed, and the tense strings in his heart relaxed, and he breathed an obvious sigh of relief. Outsiders did not notice that

He knew what happened, but he knew it; he stayed because he knew it, and because he knew it, he didn't get close to her at the moment.

Because there is a figure beside her who is willing to share life and death with her, and because I have never had the courage to really do anything for her.

The short distance between them is like a world away. She can never look back and see the shadow standing behind her. Even if she is willing to look back once, will she have enough confidence to win over her?

Standing next to her at this moment, could the person who shares life and death with her be me? Aiden, do you want to go?"

Si Lan thought of the scene in the MV and Jing En, hesitated for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay."

"You... have to be mentally prepared." Xu Ningmo said worriedly.
To be continued...