Li Mo rushed back overnight, just hoping that Yan Xiaomo would not be hurt by his brother.
After all, his brother did not have his own consciousness at that time.
What if he did something to hurt Xiaomo?
Thinking of this, Li Mo lost his composure, stepped on the accelerator of the car, and drove quickly on the road.
Fortunately, there are not many cars on the road at night, so there won’t be much traffic jam on the road.
The journey is almost smooth.
Yan Xiaomo had already fainted, being knocked unconscious by Li Xin, time and time again.
This man simply didn't need time to breathe and rest, he was like a machine.
Even if your physical fitness is great, you still can't stand twenty-four hours of continuous torture.
It was dawn, but the room was still dark, and Li Xin's consciousness gradually returned.
His head hurt as if it was about to split, but he couldn't care less about his headache now.
Instead, he felt that there seemed to be a woman under him, and his things were still in the woman's body.
Li Xin quickly turned on the bedside light.
When the light dispelled the darkness, he realized that the woman under him was the woman who had left.
The woman's body can be said to be riddled with scars, leaving many red marks, like plum blossoms blooming on her snow-like skin.
"What on earth did I do to Xiaomo?"
Li Xin sat aside in disbelief, his voice trembling.
The messy bed, the scarred body, and the tears on the woman's face.
He did all this Unexpectedly, he ended up hurting this woman.
This was not the result he wanted to see.
Li Xin's heart was heavier than ever before.
He stretched out his trembling hands and took off the rope tied to Yan Xiaomo's wrist.
The wrist had already been strangled with purple marks.
He must have struggled hard.
He quickly tidied everything up, put Yan Xiaomo into clean clothes, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight disperse all the darkness in the room.
Looking at Yan Xiaomo's closed eyes, Li Xin felt deeply powerless and wanted to protect her, but ended up hurting him.
"Xiaomo, I'm sorry."
Although he did those things unconsciously, he did do those things, and he must be responsible for what he did.
It was all his fault that Xiao Mo was hurt like this.
When Li Mo came back, he opened the door and found his brother cleaning up the living room.
Panting, he stood at the door and looked at the man squatting on the ground picking up books.
Did he catch up?
My brother is fine now, and Xiaomo should be fine too, right?
Stand up straight and close the door behind you.
"Brother, are you okay now?"
I was so anxious all the way.
Fortunately, my brother has recovered, but where is Xiaomo?
Why didn’t he see that woman?
He sat down on the sofa, picked up a glass of water on the table and drank it in one gulp.
"fine."
Everything has passed, but some pain may never go away.
Li Xin's hand holding the book couldn't help but tighten a little, and his brows furrowed tightly.
His expression was very solemn.
Li Mo didn't hear anything, and suddenly asked: "Brother, has Xiaomo come back?
She gave me sleeping pills at the hotel.
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I slept for a day and a night.
When I woke up, she was gone.
From her I didn't know she was back until she left the note in the room, so I chased her all the way back, why didn't I see her?"
I'm afraid I'll get a ticket for speeding through a red light this time.
But it doesn't matter, Xiaomo is fine.
Wait, since when did he care so much about Yan Xiaomo dating a woman?
Obviously that woman is already with her brother.
Why did he still couldn't help but want to care about that woman?
His brain must be broken.
"She's back."
Li Xin didn't say much else.
He didn't want Li Mo to know that Xiao Mo was hurt by him.
After all, that was the reality he least wanted to face.
What to say when Xiaomo wakes up?
He has no idea now.
Xiaomo must hate him.
Thinking of this, he didn't even have the courage to open the door.
"Just come back.
I'm afraid that girl got lost on the road."
Hearing Li Xin say he was back, Li Mo felt relieved.
It's great, Yan Xiaomo is back.
He was very worried along the way.
"Mo, you are worried about Xiaomo, right?"
Li Xin stood up and faced out the window, turning his back to Li Mo.
In fact, he always knew that Mo also liked Xiaomo.
But Xiao Mo is already his woman, and even if Mo is his younger brother, he will not give up Xiao Mo to her.
Xiaomo is not an object, she has her own right to choose.
If Yan Xiaomo was willing to be with Mo, he thought he would let her go, but Xiaomo chose him.
But now, he has done such a thing, will Xiaomo forgive him?
He really couldn't bear the consequences of losing Xiaomo.
"No, no, how could I be worried about that woman?
It's just that you asked me to take good care of that woman, brother, so I only cared a little bit."
Li Mo quickly shook his head, feeling a little guilty.
There are some things that are absolutely unacceptable, at least in his mind.
It's not nice to say such things to a woman who covets her brother.
No matter how much I like Yan Xiaomo, I will keep it in my heart and just like her silently.
Thinking of this, Li Mo couldn't help but laugh at himself, when did he become so cautious when he liked someone.
Because this person is Yan Xiaomo.
"Yeah" How could Li Xin believe these words?
Mo's expression had betrayed him.
"Brother, since Xiaomo is back, there's nothing wrong with me staying here.
I'm leaving."
Li Mo said and stood up to leave.
"kindness."
Li Xin did not keep Li Mo.
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I don't know why, but Li Mo always felt that something was wrong with his brother, so he didn't pay too much attention to it.
Anyway, as long as his brother and Xiao Mo were fine.
When Li Mo left, Li Xin was the only one left in the huge living room.
After standing at the window for a long time, he turned around and sat on the sofa.
Looking at the cigarettes on the table, he couldn't help but start smoking one by one.
I have never had such a heavy craving for cigarettes.
I was flustered and wanted to calm myself down.
I smoked not to be cool, but more to calm myself down.
But it had no effect at all.
The entire living room was filled with a strong smell of smoke.
One pack of cigarettes was quickly finished, and then a second pack and a third pack were started.
Rather than saying that he was calming himself down, it was better to say that he was abusing himself.
Only in this way will the pain and guilt in the heart be alleviated.
The ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts and ashes, piling up bit by bit into a mountain.
Originally there were no memories in my mind, but as I smoked more and more, the memories gradually emerged in my mind. aa2705221: