Under the dazzling white lights of the ward, Lin Yitong was shocked and clearly saw scarlet blood seeping out of his forehead, flowing down his knife-like side face. When his iron-like arms slowly leaned over and supported on both sides of her, her deep and heartache eyes surrounded her. Her little face pale and touched her with her hands, but was slowly grabbed by Huo Siran, holding it tightly, and taking it away. Shudang Cannon

"I rushed too quickly and accidentally bumped into it..." He said softly in a hoarse voice, staring at her with deep and bloody eyes, and pausing, "You'll hear what I'm going to say, okay?"

"Tongtong, I admit that sometimes I do things too aggressively and selfishly, including this time, if I didn't have that kind of thought, maybe nothing else would have happened later."

"I admit that sometimes I am so jealous that I want to put you by my side, so that I can choose to ask for help and rely on when you are desperate."

"...it's my fault."

"But..." He said this and his voice changed slightly, and there was a tingling pain in his black eyes that was about to condense into water.

"But if I knew in advance that this would hurt your mother... Tongtong... I wouldn't do this - even if you went further and further away from me in the end, even if you left me in the end - I wouldn't do it, keep you in such a cruel way."

"Can you believe it?" he bent over and asked her, in the most condescending way of his life, "This is what I have done the most regretful thing in my life."

No one knew that when he heard this news from E Country before he got on the plane, half of the sky collapsed.

He may not have deep feelings for Lin Weilan, but at that moment, he knew the details of the whole story and what role he played. He couldn't wait to return early, afraid that he would not accept such a tragic situation. God knows that the scene of her imaginary crying in her arms holding Lin Weilan's body was the regret and pain that he could not bear even if he bowed his back in this life.

"Your mother's business..." He paused word by word, his iron-like arms tensed, and the blue veins swelled up due to the violent tremor. Under his palm, blood was flowing like a lot, "I didn't mean it..."

At this moment, even if this scene hurts people's eye masks, Gu Jingsheng believes that every word Huo Siran said is serious.

He was such a man who rarely expressed his true emotions, but at this moment he explained to her without anyone else, afraid that she would not believe it and not accept it. There was a large bloody pain in his eyes, staring at her tightly and refused to let go. Her slight movement and expression made him feel nerve-wracking. She raised her hand again and gently stroked his face.

"Hosran..." She called him angrily, and met his eyes little by little, "You are really... very childish."

Childish thoughts, childish actions.

But it was like this man who turned his hands into clouds and rain. He just needed to move his fingers a little, and her world could instantly collapse and collapse, no longer as before.

"I know you didn't mean it... I believe you don't want to do this..." Lin Yitong's eyes were red, her fingers slowly curled up, and she said softly, "But my mother... is really... gone..."

Hosran stared at her little face with great sorrow and pain at close range, her thin lips gradually pale, her hands and feet gradually became cold, and the sharp blade penetrated her heart.

"I am really not as strong as you imagined. Because you didn't mean it, so it was nothing..." Tears blurred her eyes, her hands trembled violently, and her choked voice seemed to be begging with extreme pain, "...so, let's separate..."

The girl he once loved so deeply, cried and said to him in extreme pain: "I beg you...Hothran...Let's separate..."

She wanted to live a life without pain.

You can be less careful and walk on thin ice, you can be less busy and busy but you can't find your dignity and position, you can't have to let your tiny self be humble forever under his tall and brilliant halo... She is really tired, and there is really nothing else... to lose.

She shook her shoulders and cried loudly, tears flowing into a river, accumulated on her small chin, falling hotly.

In this short and long half of life that Hosran lived, he had never been so desperate.

Never.

The doctor came in with scissors and saline. As soon as he came in, he looked at the girl crying on the bed and the blood that was about to dye the quilt. He didn't know who was, so she quickly frowned and asked someone to get up, and then ordered the nurses to clean up the place. But that man-

The man who was firmly guarding the girl, who was as cold as hell, was so scared that he didn't dare to get close to him with his lost expression.

The ink-colored military uniform was soaked with blood. No matter how the doctor and nurse drove him away, he would not get up.

He always felt that it wasn't so.

He wants to ask again.

It felt like I was suffering from double torture and torture between ice and fire. The shock in my heart made my brain buzz, and even the fracture caused by the car accident could not arouse his pain. Hoss was such a person who cares about dignity and face, but at this moment he didn't care about who was looking down on him or who made him laugh. If the begging was useful, he would beg her.

"Bang!" With a sound, several people in supervised uniforms pushed open the door, took photos of the car accident scene and looked at it, and their eyes settled on Hosran.

"Sorry," the police walked up to the front with a blank expression and lit up the ID. "You and the owner of the Porsche were photographed by the camera when they collided with the intersection. Now please go back to the police station to verify the situation and record the relevant confession... Of course, if the injury is serious, you can first see the injury in the hospital under our surveillance," he frowned slightly, "Sir?"

Gu Jingsheng, who had never spoken on the side, finally raised his face and his voice was as hoarse as fog: "... wait a moment."

"...His injury..." He had already seen that Hosran's blood-flowing arm was not seriously injured, "...I need to take a good look."

damn it

The fourth day of heavy snow.

The bad weather in Kyoto still failed to stop the hope and new forces that should break out. In the lively and warm hotel hall, a piece of red silk cloth was cut apart in the cheers. The leader was the first to celebrate. The young woman wrapped in leopard fur in the middle had a charming makeup and a charming smile. After drinking a glass of strong wine, her eyes slowly burned.

The ribbon cutting is finally over.

She had already finished the work two days before the opening of the new company. She was waiting for it at this moment. She lowered her head and said something to her assistant. She turned around and walked towards the side hall.

The assistant left in a hurry, and soon brought a new clothes bag into her dressing room. Yun Shang had already removed her makeup as quickly as possible. The hot water plunged on her face, so fresh and refined that she had completely changed. "Here's here, Sister Yun, do you think this is the set? I finally found it. What do you want this to do?"

After saying that, the bag was opened, a slim-fitting coat and scarf was exposed, and snow boots with a little delicate small heels looked full of temperament and elegant yet graceful. Although it was good, it was several grades lower than the dress of Yunchang.

"The place I went to is quite special, and the makeup was too beautiful is not suitable," Yun Shang explained briefly, took off the ten-centimeter shoes on his feet and breathed a sigh of relief. "You can block it for me these days when I went there. The manager asked, just say it was my family business."

"Oh, OK." The assistant responded, and saw her pick up the clip of her hair, and her long maroon curly hair like seaweed spread down and fell on her naked back.

"Sister Yun, where are you going?" The assistant thief laughed and felt something was wrong.

Yun Shang lowered his head and put on his shoes. After a while, he looked up and showed a cold smile, "Hihe Death Zone, have you heard of it?"

The assistant's face changed.

With their fashionable mood experience, I have no other feelings than the chill on my back. The death zone is very famous. There have been countless ships, helicopters and special training teams that have been crashing there for many years. No one knows whether it is the weather, the overseas mafia, or the mysterious power of nature.

It's a place where people feel that they're going to be a life-threatening place.

"Just kidding..." The assistant was so scared that he breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, "Sister Yun, you will tell such a cold joke. It's so scary, it's not funny..."

Yun Shang was already dressed neatly, glanced at the little assistant who frowned and covered her chest to comfort herself, and then curled the corners of her mouth and stopped talking.

Her man was transferred there by a mountain of military order before he healing. She was very worried.

In addition, this time is so tactful that no one disturbs me... This situation is so good.

Pushing open the door, she walked out with her bag and strode.

damn it

Han Feng was leaning against the car door and smoking, when suddenly the sound of the door opening came from above his head. He was so scared that he quickly pinched the cigarette butt from his mouth, threw it at his feet and stepped on it. When he looked back, two people walked out of the door, down the steps, and there was a box in Lin Yitong's arms all the time.

"Sister-in-law," he called her so seriously for the first time. Although his age was not consistent, and despite his own complexity in his eyes, his calm way of speaking was very similar to someone. It was obvious that someone personally gave him the instructions, "Where are you going? I'll send you there."

The girl who had lost weight in those days held the urn in her arms tightly, looked at Han Feng with a steady look, and the watery eyes were desolate and despair.

She doesn't understand.
Chapter completed!