Chapter 1294

"Fengke, who are you protecting?"

He didn't answer. The phone was dead. After a while he said. "Yes. But it's over. He was after me at that time. You don't need to investigate. I blame myself for that, too. "

It's a brother, no matter what it looks like. There will be some strange tacit connections between them.

I said. "Fengke, you can meet this. Right? Zhuo Feng also knows, doesn't he? "

"Zhuo Feng doesn't know. He thinks I did it. But it's all the same. He wants to get a project in my hand, which Zhuo Feng gave me. I robbed his business from you. I'm satisfied, but who would have thought he wanted it. I wanted to give it to him at that time, but I didn't expect it to happen. I thought it was a misunderstanding, and then he admitted it himself. And he's been blaming himself for so many years, so he wants to make it up to you. Or do you think he's going to go with you all the time without looking for anyone else, drow. Anyway, it's over. I don't want to take revenge on you. Come on. It's not easy for him. He swore that he would never marry again after he divorced himself. What's more, he blamed himself for it all the time. When he came back, we had dinner together. He said it again and wanted to tell you, but he couldn't say it all the time. Drow, I apologize for him. You can't forgive him, but at least you should know He has a hard time. But after many years of marriage, my father could not bear to take advantage of his eldest son. Well It's like he didn't know you at the time. "

Yes, you don't know me, so you can do such things. If it's another woman, isn't it the same to hurt?

I said, "fengke, I thought you were the devil. In fact, the biggest devil is him."

Feng Ke has no choice but to take a deep breath. "In the past, if you hate him, I don't think it's necessary. He only did this thing. Really, although I don't have a good personality, I still want to use my personality as a guarantee. He only did this wrong thing, including with Xie Jingjing. He didn't take the initiative. Of course, I'm a bit of a jerk, but I believe in his character."

Really, it's not clear whether the character is good or bad in such an environment.

I hung up and was in a mixed mood.

Feng Ke sent me another * * and said, "forgive him. You hate me. It's not easy for him."

I didn't have any feeling for these words. I just felt that hatred sprouted in my heart and expanded in a moment. I immediately jumped up from the bed and stared at the dark sky in front of me. I clenched my fist and ran out with a coat on.

The car is speeding along the winding and rugged mountain road, my heart is on fire, and the flames are burning in front of me.

The car soon arrived at the hospital. I pushed away the nurse who was standing in front of me and kicked away Feng Fei's ward.

There was no him in the bed. He was sitting by the window and looking at me.

The nurse also stopped me, I pushed her out, locked the door of the ward, all in the past, raised his hand, a hard slap on his face.

He was hard hit, and a palmprint appeared on his face. I shook my hand, the numbness slowly retreated, raised high again, and fell down again. The palms sounded like a steel whip.

His face was red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were split.

He just clenched his lips and sat still.

I impatiently in front of him to turn two circles to stop, and raised his hand, but I did not fall down.

Arm raised in mid air, as if an invisible hand pressed my wrist, I trembled to put down my arm, excited some eyes.

Then he got up slowly and looked down at me.

I look up at him, four eyes opposite, I can see the pain in his eyes, the pupil of that small I am angry, like a fried lion hair, if I have fangs, at this time has already bitten his throat, let him blood flow dry.

His husky, low voice, with great pain, asked me, "drow, do you hate me?"

I hate, I

Tears flow down, I am not willing to stare at him.

He stood up straight and said, "hate me, don't you? There's a knife on the table. I won't fight."

I look at the fruit knife on the table. It seems that it is ready and has been wiped clean. There is a strange light on it.

I went over, grabbed the knife, and all came to him, staring at his face. How beautiful this face is, but what kind of face is hidden behind it, gentle or cold? We have known each other for many years. How many years has he been hiding this from me? Can he really cheat himself by pretending to be gentle around me?

I asked him, "Feng Fei, have you ever thought I would hate you?"

He nodded. "I know. I think. I can imagine. It's just I didn't expect it to start like this. I don't know what the end will be like. Drow, do it. I know you hate me. I know the impact of this on you

I was crazy at that time. Later, I came back to Zhuo Feng. When I got sick, I always wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a building. I was like a clown who lived in the dark and kept walking but couldn't jump out.The knife is sharp. Just stab him in the throat. The hatred

No, I will not be strong, my pain, my injury is still, but he will be forever free.

But I'm not reconciled.

"Feng Fei, I will never forgive you."

The knife went into his body without hesitation.

He offered his body and hugged me tightly.

I support his huge body, barely standing, I can feel the temperature of blood flowing down the wrist, the smell of blood is a bit choking and disgusting.

He just gently hugged me and told me, "well done, drow. You told me to live in pain forever and never be able to face you peacefully. You told me to blame myself. You told me that I was too bad. I can never open my heart to pursue you. Drow, well done."

I pushed him away, pulled out the knife, and the blood flowed down his white shirt. I only looked at him calmly, knowing that the blood flowed on the ground and met my vamp. Then I opened the door of the ward and cried, "come on, the patient committed suicide."

I threw the knife, stood at the door and watched him fall to the ground a little bit feebly, curled up and looked at me askew.

His eyes are also very good-looking. Before, I only felt that there were only interests, rights and status in those eyes, but I didn't know the countless tenderness hidden behind these things.

The doctor and the nurses ran in in panic. Several people put him to bed and pushed him to the operating room.

I quietly out of the hospital, on the car, lit a cigarette.

There are few stars and no moon today.

Disgust in front of me, I took a deep breath, some choking, I don't know how long the cigarette is here, in addition to choking, no other effect.

For a long time, the police car came, two policemen in police uniform stood in front of my car.

I dropped my cigarette end, got out of the car and reached out