Leng Haoxuan's complexion was tight, he stepped forward to hold his collar, and roared: "What are you doing, do you want to watch her die? When will you become so abolished?"
Mo Ziyi seemed to be immersed in extremely guilty and pain, always hanging his head. With Leng Haoxuan's voice, another crisp sound lingering in his ears- [Are you watching me dying?
.
Mo Ziyi's heart trembled.
Leng Haoxuan's eyes are cold: "Mo Ziyi, save her!"
[Mo, save me!]
As if Furong was calling him.
Looking at Mo Ziyi, who had always been indifferent, Leng Haoxuan's whole body was full of sharp momentum. He shook his hand heavy, and Mo Ziyi fell to the ground.
Looking down at Mo Ziyi, Leng Haoxuan frowned slightly. His eyes, with the cold and cold, for a long time, he sighed, and said faintly: "If you can't let go, you can't abandon the past, or
Then hide it ... "
Slotting slightly, Leng Haoxuan's long fingertips, gently fell in the position of his heart: "Hidden deeply, this is the Mo Ziyi I know!"
"I don't want you to embark on the way I used to, who makes us brother!"
In fact, in everyone's impression, Leng Haoxuan has always been cold and cold, and even if he has to stay as if he is from these brothers, or his loved ones.
In private, no one can easily provoke him except Jin Sheng.
I always feel that Leng Haoxuan, who grows up with them, is far away from them.
However, at this time, his words had no feelings, so clear and cold, but Mo Ziyi held his breath all at once. Deep in the bottom of his eyes, a layer of movement emerged.
When the love standing at the door heard this, his eyes were red, and he looked at Leng Haoxuan, and his heart followed slightly.
She has always felt that her big cousin has lost herself in the past for a summer and summer, and even abandon those who have really good loved ones and brothers.
However, at this moment, she finally understands--
Although the big cousin loves a deep in her heart, she still has never abandoned anyone.
He is still the big cousin who has the Cavaliers in her mind.
The atmosphere in the house was slightly sad.
What is a brother is silently supporting you.
In Mo Ziyi's heart, he suppressed many years of injuries, and at that moment, it broke out.
Master Mo's Master Mo, who has always been chic, is high, and always gives people a feeling of being a man who hurts. At this moment-
Like a child, crying.
The man had tears and did not bounce lightly, but at this moment, he could not suppress it anymore.
As if, these years, physical and mental fatigue, but suppressed all the pain and grievances, all vented
He covered his face and burst into tears.
"Furong ... I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ... I'm really sorry ... I killed you ... it's useless, I can't save you ..."
Even these years, he dare not face this fact.
However, he now has to admit that it was because of a wrong decision that killed his beloved woman, and sent his beloved woman to a desperate way.
Can't wake up again ...
I was in love, hesitated for a while, stepped forward, squatted beside Mo Zizhen, and comforted: "Brother Mo, have nothing to do with you, I know you have done your best."
Leng Haoxuan sighed, turned around and looked at Xia Zhenai, who was lying in the bath in the bath, his eyes were getting deeper, his eyes were getting deeper, and his thin lips were tight. No one knew what he was thinking.
Suddenly, he picked up the silver needle that was disinfected ... Leng Haoxuan's complexion was tight, and he stepped forward to hold his collar, roaring: "What are you doing, do you want to watch her die? When will you change?
Is it so scrapped? "
Mo Ziyi seemed to be immersed in extremely guilty and pain, always hanging his head. With Leng Haoxuan's voice, another crisp sound lingering in his ears- [Are you watching me dying?
.
Mo Ziyi's heart trembled.
Leng Haoxuan's eyes are cold: "Mo Ziyi, save her!"
[Mo, save me!]
As if Furong was calling him.
Looking at Mo Ziyi, who had always been indifferent, Leng Haoxuan's whole body was full of sharp momentum. He shook his hand heavy, and Mo Ziyi fell to the ground.
Looking down at Mo Ziyi, Leng Haoxuan frowned slightly. His eyes, with the cold and cold, for a long time, he sighed, and said faintly: "If you can't let go, you can't abandon the past, or
Then hide it ... "
Slotting slightly, Leng Haoxuan's long fingertips, gently fell in the position of his heart: "Hidden deeply, this is the Mo Ziyi I know!"
"I don't want you to embark on the way I used to, who makes us brother!"
In fact, in everyone's impression, Leng Haoxuan has always been cold and cold, and even if he has to stay as if he is from these brothers, or his loved ones.
In private, no one can easily provoke him except Jin Sheng.
I always feel that Leng Haoxuan, who grows up with them, is far away from them.
However, at this time, his words had no feelings, so clear and cold, but Mo Ziyi held his breath all at once. Deep in the bottom of his eyes, a layer of movement emerged.
When the love standing at the door heard this, his eyes were red, and he looked at Leng Haoxuan, and his heart followed slightly.
She has always felt that her big cousin has lost herself in the past for a summer and summer, and even abandon those who have really good loved ones and brothers.
However, at this moment, she finally understands--
Although the big cousin loves a deep in her heart, she still has never abandoned anyone.
He is still the big cousin who has the Cavaliers in her mind.
The atmosphere in the house was slightly sad.
What is a brother is silently supporting you.
In Mo Ziyi's heart, he suppressed many years of injuries, and at that moment, it broke out.
Master Mo's Master Mo, who has always been chic, is high, and always gives people a feeling of being a man who hurts. At this moment-
Like a child, crying.
The man had tears and did not bounce lightly, but at this moment, he could not suppress it anymore.
As if, these years, physical and mental fatigue, but suppressed all the pain and grievances, all vented
He covered his face and burst into tears.
"Furong ... I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ... I'm really sorry ... I killed you ... it's useless, I can't save you ..."
Even these years, he dare not face this fact.
However, he now has to admit that it was because of a wrong decision that killed his beloved woman, and sent his beloved woman to a desperate way.
I can never wake up again...
Zhongqing felt sad, hesitated for a long time, walked forward, squatted beside Mo Ziling, and comforted: "Brother Mo, it has nothing to do with you, I know you tried your best."
Leng Haoxuan sighed, turned around and looked at Xia Zhenai, who was lying in the bathtub with a pale face. His eyes became darker and his thin lips were pursed tightly. No one knew what he was thinking.
Suddenly, he picked up the sterilized silver needle on the side...