Luo Shengge looked at the man in front of him, but the movements in his hands were a little trance-like.
I stayed for a while, my face was calm, and the distressing love and tangled pain in my heart for him flashed on that face.
In the end, Luo Shengge still didn't give up his heart, and really broke Mo Qi's chest.
Instead, he remembered what Mo Qi had taught him, and sewed up Mo Qi's broken chest. looked at Mo Qi in front of him, and put Mo Qi on the bed, the place where he used to lie down.
Looking at the sleeping Mo Qi, Luo Shengge was still at the head of the bed and wrote a letter to Mo Qi.
Luo Shengge didn't know if Mo Qi would be able to wake up in the end. took care of Mo Qi very hard day after day, and the work in the police station was taken off for more than half a month by Luo Shengge in an unwelling way.
When Mo Qi was about to wake up, Luo Shengge finally brought himself to the room that Mo Qi had prepared.
And she, lying on formalin, had a scalpel in her hand that cut her wrist.
Drops of blood flowed on the ground.
At this time, she did not put her blood in a bowl.
His face was full of a soft glow and a sense of relief after release.
When Mo Qi woke up, when he felt the pain in his body, the expression on his face immediately became gloomy.
Why is he still here?
Luo Shengge, Luo Shengge, didn't you make yourself a specimen?
It's useless!
He was angry, and at the moment of anger, the pain in his heart made him a little uncomfortable.
When he looked around, he found that Luo Shengge was not in the room.
Mo Qi didn't care, but lay there, and after a while, he finally found out that there was a piece of paper on his bedside table!
Put it on top, and there's a scalpel on it!
It's Moqi's scalpel!
After Mo Qi glanced at it in a not very friendly mood, he ignored it!
From morning, to noon, to evening!
Mo Qi was finally so hungry that he couldn't do it, and this letter made Mo Qi feel more and more dazzling.
Mo Qi finally picked up the letter.
Mo Qi personally opened.
I'm sorry, husband, in the end, I still didn't fulfill your wish and made you a specimen, because I was reluctant!
Your body is beautiful, and if you make a specimen and soak it in formalin, it will make me feel distressed.
I've always liked you, not just your body, but also you as a person, your heart.
I also know that you want to make me a specimen, but you have not been because of a commitment with me.
I also hope that one day, you will be able to turn me into a specimen, and forever engrave my best years and leave them in your heart, in the world!
So, I'll wait for you over there in the darkroom.
Luo Shengge!
When Mo Qi saw this letter, he frowned, as if he expected something bad, squinted sharply, and put down the letter in his hand.
When he got out of bed, the pain in his heart made Mo Qi almost faint.
When I walked with great difficulty to the room full of formalin, I opened the door!
There was blood all over the floor!
When the blood flowed on the ground, the frozen breath had already frozen the blood in this room, and it could not flow.
The body, soaked in formalin, the posture is very correct, but it makes Mo Qi feel a heartache!