Seeing him struggling to stand still, his mind was probably lost as he reached out to grope the surrounding walls, stumbling step by step.
Like a lost person, only confusion remains on his face.
Stumbling, Ancheng touched the wall of the dark room, his voice was weak, "Yiyi, open the door."
The control is in her hands.
"Ancheng, what do you want?" Jiang Weiwei asked, his eyes moist.
"What I don't want to do, open the door."
Ancheng put one hand on the wall, he was so weak that he seemed likely to fall down at any moment.
"..."
Jiang Weiyi did not open it.
"Yiwei, since I want to protect you this time, I will protect you to the end. You can't come out, understand?" Ancheng said.
Once she got out, his life would be in vain.
Jiang Weiwei blinked, stood up and walked to An Cheng. Looking at him who was crumbling, he said tentatively, "Even if you die for me, I will not be an undercover agent."
After speaking, Jiang Weiwei used the remote control to open the darkroom door.
An Cheng nodded, pushed hard against the wall of the dark room with both hands, and walked outside, "I will lure them away tomorrow. Regardless of whether I can lure them away, once I die, you have to go as far away as possible. Remember my words."
The wall closes automatically.
Keep Anjo's weak body away.
He never let her treat the wound, insisting so much that she didn't understand.
He wanted to keep her alive at all costs, so why did he betray her in the first place?
Does he really care about her or is he a hypocrite?
"..."
Jiang Weiwei walked to the computer and pulled up the surveillance screen. He saw Ancheng groping for the wall while walking, and he fell heavily to the ground after a collision...
Anjo fell to the ground and never got up.
The bright red color on his back showed how heavy the scars were on his back...
After a long time, Ancheng struggled to stand up from the ground, held on to the wall and walked towards the room.
"I don't know if I can trust you anymore."
Jiang Weiwei murmured to himself, being cruel and did not go out.
She didn't dare to bear the feeling of being betrayed again...
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Anjo did not treat his wounds and lay on the bed in her room all night.
Jiang Weiyi has been sitting in front of the computer and observing.
An Cheng fell asleep sometimes, and sometimes he woke up from the pain. He got up and went to the kitchen to pour water. Every step he took was difficult.
He poured himself a glass of water, just enough.
When drinking water, his hand holding the cup was unstable and all the water spilled on him.
Very embarrassed.
Anjo touched his wet sweater, then spread his fingers and stood there in a daze.
It was the first time Jiang Wei saw that look of inferiority on An Cheng's face.
He has always been a noble person.
Jiang Weiwei did not go out or help, but just watched him go back to the room step by step...
The next day, Xiang Yu was so naive that he brought someone else here.
"come over!"
Several men dragged An Cheng to Xiang Yutian and threw him to the ground.
Jiang Wei huddled up in the chair in front of the computer, clenched his fists, and bit his fingers with his teeth.
"blind."
Xiang Yutian was in better spirits than yesterday, and his face was no longer pale. He kicked An Cheng with his foot dismissively, "The bones are strong, and he is not dead yet."
"Cough...cough."
Ancheng coughed uncomfortably and moved his body, but there was no color on his face.
Xiang Yutian's expression was as disdainful as watching an animal perform.
"Where is Jiang Weiwei?"
Xiang Yutian turned around and walked to the love swivel chair and sat down. He looked at An Cheng on the ground from a high position, his eyes full of arrogance and self-respect.