Put the pill in your mouth, take a sip of water and swallow it.

Bang!

A loud noise.

The door plank was roughly kicked open and bounced back to the wall.

The water cup in Chu Yu's hand fell to the ground in an instant, and she turned her head excessively in fright.

Pei sanshao's figure appeared in front of the door. His wrinkled shirt was on his body. His beard was scratched and his face was haggard. His scarlet and bloodshot eyes were particularly penetrating.

Why is he here?

What is he doing here?

In the beginning, I wanted to step back, but I forgot that I was squatting. As soon as I moved, I lost my balance and fell down.

Broken a ground of glass, see she is about to fall, Pei three little hoarse voice rings: "careful!"

At that time, Pei sanshao rushed to her side and held her up with the fastest speed in his life.

The man's hand, just met her, the beginning language all over a quiver, she shrieks sadly: "do not touch me!"

She took back her hand in fear, but she found that her strength was not his opponent at all.

Hearing her frightened voice, Pei sanshao's heart quivered.

He still held her arm tightly, his throat was hard: "no, I will not let you go..."

Crazy!

He must be crazy!

He didn't know what she was like now, but she knew in her heart that she could not contact anyone.

No!

"Let me go, you let me go!"

The beginning language exhausted the whole body strength to struggle, arrived at the end, the voice dyed to cry the cavity: "beg you, let go of me."

At this moment, Pei sanshao felt like a knife.

His arm slightly shakes, tightly hugged her, and stroked her hair with one hand: "Yan Yan, I'm sorry. I'm not good I won't let you go. I won't let you go again. "

"You don't understand people, do you? I want you to let go of me! " The beginning language is mad to push away him, oneself stagger of stand up.

She retreated in fear, step by step, until her body was against the wall.

She just cold face, point to the direction of the door: "you go, I don't want to see you."

Pei sanshao slowly stood up and looked at her with those sad eyes.

Look at her deeply.

It seems that she should be deeply branded in her eyes and heart.

She is thin.

She was thinner than the last time I saw her at the adjacent city hospital in Kyoto.

The cheeks are sunken, the face is waxy yellow, and a pair of big eyes are particularly abrupt.

Her hair was in a mess and her clothes were too old to see the original color.

Everything about her is telling how difficult she has been.

How much pain has she suffered.

The narrow room, less than five square meters, from the moment he stepped in, he felt a sense of repression.

I'm afraid that the only living thing in this small room is the sunlight from the window.

Bright, warm and charming.

Instead of leaving, he approached her step by step.

The beginning language is flustered to look at the direction of the door, she moves towards the door step by step, turns to run.

The man chased up, the hard chest pasted up from behind.

Her body was also tightly encircled by his powerful arms.

Pei three little chin against her shoulder, looking for two days and two nights, two days and two nights.

He dare not close his eyes, dare not have any slack, the nervous tension is on the verge of collapse.

Until saw her, flustered uneasy heart, only then returns to the position.

"What can I do to forgive me?"