Chapter 2275

Even though the idea seemed absurd to him.

"When are you going to let me go?" Summer looked up and asked again.

"I can't let you go until you make up for my loss."

"What if I can't make it up all the time?"

"Then you'll stay here all the time. You don't have to leave."

Summer, "..."

After dinner, when they went back to their room in summer, they found blood on their clothes. His brow was wrinkled, and he was clearly not hurt.

He suddenly thought that he had just sat on the body of Beiming cold, and his expression seemed to be a little bad

Don't you

Is Beiming cold hurt?

Summer's bottom of my heart is shaking fiercely. Subconsciously, I want to see how his injury is.

But on second thought, what's the matter with his injury?

Beiming cold so bad people, had abandoned Mommy, he and baby, now he is injured is also deserved.

Besides, didn't he come to hell to avenge Mommy? How can I start worrying about him? No, you can't be soft on this villain.

In summer, he comforted himself and put on a new suit. Looking at the two bloodstained suits, he was inexplicably upset And heartache.

In summer, I think I must be crazy. This bastard hurt Mommy like that. Why does he love him!

……

Beiming Han is dealing with his business in his study. Summer comes in. He looks up at the little guy

"Are you hurt?" There is a trace of unnaturalness in summer's eyes.

"It's just a minor injury." Looking at his awkward expression, Beiming cold clearly wanted to care about himself, but he was embarrassed, and his heart was very warm.

"Don't get me wrong! I don't care about your life or death. It's none of my business to hurt you I am I've just cracked your wound and it's bleeding again. Let me see if you're dead? " Stand up in summer and want to go.

Beiming cold got up and came to him. In summer, he saw that he was still wearing the clothes with blood. That is to say, he didn't care about the blood, so he didn't care about his body?

Summer suddenly a little angry, staring at him and sitting back, cold hum turned to look aside.

"You hate me? Why? " Beiming cold stared at him and asked, at the same time, he coughed twice.

"More people hate you than I do." Listening to his cough in summer, his small heart was pulled tightly.

"You are right. There are many people who hate me, many people who hate me, and many people who hate me for not being able to die But I don't care what those people think. I care what you think. " Beiming cold reached for the summer's small hand and asked again, "why do you hate me?"

"It's not because you've done too many bad things. I just can't stand you. I want to act for heaven." Summer turned to stare at him, but looking at the blood on his abdomen, he was sad again, and his mouth closed tightly.

"It turns out Then If I do more good in the future, can you try to like me? " I don't want to hate myself in summer.

Summer looked at his sincere and uneasy eyes, heart more uncomfortable, he suddenly jumped off the sofa, ran away from the study.

Beiming cold looked at the suddenly empty sofa, and his heart seemed to be hollowed out.

After a long time, he went back to his desk to deal with his business.