Gong Jiuche held the cold pistol in his right hand, his pupils constricted, staring straight at the pistol, his heart tormented and painful.
Is it really going to die If he really died, he would put the soy sauce bottle He gritted his teeth, his handsome face had a painful expression, he loved the soy sauce bottle, and blamed himself for not protecting her, all the torture she was suffering now was because of herself.
So, for her sake, he would rather not die Yan Yixing frowned, and suddenly roared: "Do you want to die or not, you don't die, I'll leave now, I will let you never see Luo Xiaochan for the rest of your life" Gong Jiuche listened to his words, and in his heart, there was a desperate pain that could almost suffocate people.
Yan Yixing stretched out his finger: "1, 2" Gong Jiuche's eyes were deep and dark, as if there was a hot spark burning in pain, and finally, he said to the person he loved the most: "Soy sauce bottle, you must live well." ” A smile tugged at his lips, a smile of despair and transparent sadness.
He closed his eyes.
His finger pressed the trigger The smile on Yan Yixing's face was wanton and arrogant, and even more proud "Don't" A hoarse, painful voice rang out.
Time stopped in an instant, the air froze, and everyone seemed to stay where they were, keeping their movements the way they had just been.
Gong Jiuche opened his eyes slowly, his red eyes looked at the door, his dim eyes were as bright as stars in an instant, and his handsome and noble face was full of shock and excitement.
Luo Xiaochan stood at the door, looking at him in a daze, her breathing was vaguely painful, but she smiled again: "You are not dead, I know, you are definitely not dead." ” She stepped forward step by step.
Her body was emaciated, her face was haggard, her hands were exposed, and her clothes looked empty, and her whole person looked sick.
Gong Jiuche saw it in his eyes, his body stiffened painfully, and she had been tortured like this for only a few days Luo Xiaochan looked at Gong Jiuche, looked at him covered in scars, and looked at his pale face, she bit her lip tightly, almost trying her best to suppress the painful cry in her heart, unwilling to make a little cry.
She should be happy that he didn't die She threw herself into his arms.
He threw the pistol, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, buried his head in her neck, and said in a gentle and doting voice: "Soy sauce bottle, soy sauce bottle, soy sauce bottle" Luo Xiaochan finally couldn't help it, and a steady stream of tears slid down her cheeks, tears of surprise, tears of bitterness, and tears of reunion.
She said in a hoarse voice: "You're not dead, I know, you won't die before me." ” Gong Jiuche opened her easily, raised his hand to wipe her tears, the temperature of the palm, the temperature, seemed to carry some kind of deep feelings, which could warm her heart.
Luo Xiaochan looked at Gong Jiuche, her long black eyelashes were soaked in tears, sticking to her pale face, and there were still some bruises on her face.
Gong Jiuche touched the trace, and there was clear sadness in his deep eyes.
He hugged her tightly again: "My fault is that I didn't protect you well, you scolded me, you beat me" Yan Yixing's face was full of shock, he stared straight at the two people hugging each other, looking incredulous, what the hell is going on, how could Luo Xiaochan appear here His eyes darkened, turned around, and his gaze stayed on Jiang Yuwei.
Jiang Yuwei lowered her head, pursed her lips, moved her body away a little, and what caught her eye was Gong Hai with a gloomy and serious face, and next to Gong Hai was Nie Shaopu and Weng Li Yan Yixing's body shook for a moment, why, why will the old man come, they will be with Jiang Yuwei and Luo Xiaochan oshow7 t1706231537: