When I saw this scene.
Qin Mo's throat moved, and the traction of a certain part of his heart reminded him of the emptiness that he didn't know when, but he couldn't catch anything anymore when he stretched out his hand.
It had a headache like it was about to burst.
There was a voice telling itself.
His most important person is gone.
Deep memory.
A small figure lay on top of him, probed his forehead with his hand, and asked him very tirelessly: "Momo, do you want to drink water, I can't cook but I can pour water, how much do you say you want, only to admit that you are mine, I am very rich, I can give it to you." ” "Stupid, shut up."
He could ignore anyone, but he couldn't ignore the person who always liked to play with the keyboard in front of him, his ears were red, and he was afraid that his disease would infect her, but it was so good to be held, he didn't want this person to leave.
He simply reached out and grabbed the man.
As long as he's next to him, as long as the guy who turned his world upside down from the start is still by his side.
But I don't know why.
The guy disappeared and never came back.
Qin Mo gritted his teeth, always feeling that he was hallucinating, and after shaking off some things, those deep and dark eyes regained their clarity again.
It probably hurts too much, and I can only distract myself in this way.
The mouth full of blood made him concentrate his eyes.
Then he paced towards Bo Jiu, half-bent down, bent one knee on the floor, and then hugged the boy horizontally with both hands.
When the magicians arrived, they saw this scene.
This group of people knew Qin Mo the best.
The boss they knew had never been so gentle.
No, maybe it's not just gentleness.
The kind of person who was afraid that he would break the person in his arms, carefully turned his head and landed a light kiss on the other person's head.
He never knelt down, and he was full of pride.
At this time, it is the most defenseless posture.
The people on the boat also saw the kiss.
No one spoke, and mixed feelings surged through everyone's heart.
Qin Mo stood up with Bo Jiu in his arms, turned around, and bent his waist slightly: "Thank you." ” Thank you in two words.
In thanks for what.
Everyone present understands.
Thanks for pulling her up.
Thanks for the help with first aid.
Thank you for putting on a mask for her.
The girl standing next to her reached out and covered her lips, and whimpered, "It's us who should thank her." ” This sentence.
The boy couldn't hear it.
His fingers seemed to have a sense, and they moved slightly, grabbing the corners of Qin Mo's clothes tightly.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes, looked at the bleeding right hand, and his voice brought out hoarseness: "I'm sorry, I'm late, good, I'll take you home now." ” The rest of the people were extremely uncomfortable when they heard this.
Because everybody knows.
In order to get here as soon as possible, the young master has to scrap that hand.
Fortunately, this teenager is good The fire was in full swing.
Rescue continues.
More than two dozen people, each of them was brought ashore.
The little boy looked at the back of the person who was holding the person and wanted to leave, and ran over with a bang, and stopped Qin Mo: "Big brother, this is for the little brother, when he wakes up and shouts that it hurts, you can give him this to eat" Qin Mo looked back, only to see that the little boy was holding a lollipop in his hand, for fear that he would not see it, he raised the candy directly above his head, with a pair of big black and white eyes, full of sincerity. aa2705221: