No, it's impossible. He wanted to see her taken away, so how could he come to save her? Or are these people from Jiulanyin? Want to take her away and torture her severely?
No matter how much I think about it, I feel bad behind the scenes.
"Stop struggling. Don't you still have a lot of wounds on your body? Doesn't it hurt if you move around like this?" The man continued to speak.
His voice is very rich and magnetic, a little hoarse, but also a little gentle. Who is it? Who is it?
The more she thought about it, the more fear she felt in her heart. It seemed that she had never heard this voice before. It seemed that it was not someone she knew.
"Uh huh huh..." I wanted to speak.
‘Tear off!’ The man knowingly tore off the tape on her mouth.
"Who are you? Enemy or friend?! Why are you arresting me?! I have nothing to do with those executioners. Have you arrested the wrong person?" A bunch of questions popped out of her mouth. She was also nervous to death.
"Who am I? Who am I, you ask? Have you forgotten my voice?"
Huh? The man's voice echoed in the car, but she couldn't recognize it at all. So, could it really be someone she knew? Has she heard this voice? It seemed, it seemed familiar? No, no, this kind of voice
The familiarity must be an illusion. She has no memory of this voice.
"Who are you? Are you a friend or an enemy..." This is the most important thing! Don't worry about who you are, enemies and friends are important. If it is an enemy, then it is basically concluded that she is finished. This person is
The person who killed the five executors. If they were friends...could they be friends? Apart from Jiang Xiaobing and Dino, she didn't have any friends.
The more I think about it, the more worrying it becomes.
"Not an enemy, nor a friend." The other party replied calmly. The magnetic voice was full of strong male hormones.
"What is that?" The more she listened to this voice, Xiaoxiao began to feel that it sounded familiar, maybe she had actually heard it before.
"The person closest to you."
"What?" She was frightened, recalling in her mind that this person could not be teasing her: "Did you arrest the wrong person? My name is Mu Xiaoxiao, and I was unfortunately caught by the executioner today.
"I always felt that this person didn't seem to be hostile, and she lowered her guard a little, but she was worried that this person had admitted the wrong person. Will he kill her when he found out that he had admitted the wrong person? Maybe it would be better to reveal the family background first.
It will alleviate the guilt a little bit.
"I know. There is nothing wrong with me, Xiao'er."
Xiao, Xiaoer?
Xiaoxiao was stunned, because she was completely shocked by this name, and opened her mouth slightly. Who had called her that? This name in memory...
The heart speeds up.
"What did you call me just now?" he said in a daze.
"What do you think?" he said, reaching out to untie the iron chain she was holding out little by little.
Her hands and feet were quickly freed from their restraints. She did not rush to tear off the black cloth on her glasses, but kept her mouth open and her face ashen.
No……
It's impossible.
It's impossible for anyone to call her this name.
His voice echoed in my mind. This voice became more and more familiar, as if it opened up all the memories. No, how could it be possible?
Her heartbeat seemed to be about to stop, and her blood almost froze in an instant. She lay motionless on the seat like a sculpture.
"Why are you crying?" A man's voice penetrated Xiaoxiao's ears.
At this time, her eyes were still covered by a black cloth, but the black cloth was wet with tears. She did not pull away the black cloth, but now she was afraid to pull it off and look.
"Still the same as when I was a child. Crybaby." He said in his ear, his warm hands touched her cheek. His rough thumb gently touched her cheek, and his fingers fell on the black cloth over her eyes.
Lifting her long fingers... the next second would tear away the darkness covering her eyes.
"No!" Mu Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her hands to cover her eyes, preventing the man from pulling off the black cloth from her eyes.
"Huh?" He hummed softly.
"Don't pull away, please." She covered her eyes, but her tears became more intense. The more he said, it would only make her more, more afraid of seeing the person in front of her.
"Stubborn! I'm already in my 20s, but I haven't changed at all."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Mu Xiaoxiao cried loudly. It was hysterical crying. Since Xiaoya's death, she thought that her eyes could no longer shed tears, but at this moment, the tears still poured out like heavy rain.
, while crying, she said hoarsely: "Brother..."
"Heh." He chuckled slightly.
"Brother, are you really my brother?" Her voice was mixed with the sound of crying. Her brother's voice has been buried in the dust for eight years. Xiao'er, no one has ever called her this name except her brother.
"Don't you take a look for yourself? Are you still covering it?!" There was a bit of seriousness in his voice.
"I'm afraid that if I see it, it will be fake. I don't want to dream."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because you have died a long time ago!" she cried loudly.
He pulled the black cloth off her face forcefully. Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with water mist. Her pupils were wide open and the tears in her eyes flowed down her cheeks.
His face was completely reflected in her eyes.
It was a head of flaxen hair, with bangs slanting on his forehead. There was maturity between his eyebrows, and he was calm and arrogant. It seemed that he was born with arrogance in his bones. One glance gave people an extremely
Strong pressure, deep eyes like two bottomless abyss, and an indescribable aura exuding from all over his body!
In my memory, a face similar to this one was from eight years ago. At that time, he was not so mature, but this arrogance and domineering attitude has always been in him. It has never changed.
Like a spring, she sat up suddenly, hugged him tightly, and it was not an illusion. Such a hard body, such a real temperature, such a long-lost breath, everything was
So missed.
OMG...
It's actually real.
"I must be dreaming." She couldn't believe it.
"What do you think?" A smile appeared on his lips, but he did not explain the domineering power on his body.
"It must be a dream, oh... I must be dreaming. Otherwise, how could it be so dreamy? I feel like I am about to die, from this dream."
"Xiao'er, when I was a kid, I remember telling you that if you mention the word "death", your tongue will be cut out." He said lightly, domineering surrounding him, every word was like a king.
Xiaoxiao let go of his embrace and looked left and right at him: "If it's not a dream, who are you? Playing tricks?"