"Master Mo Ting, we haven't found the woman you said called Liu Moxi yet. It's like the world has evaporated. In your Chinese idiom, it's called no trace."
House spread his hands in front of him and was showing off an idiom he had just learned.
Yin Mo Ting sighed. He didn't have the strength to teach house. It wasn't their fault that he didn't find Liu Mo Xi.
"I see. Since I haven't found it, I'll hurry to find it again! Since Mrs. Yin has taken the bait, she will continue to let people take the next step."
Yin moting ordered slowly. His voice was weak now.
After receiving the instruction, house continued to go out to carry out the task.
Yin moting played with the hairpin in his hand. His bright and sharp eyes now lost their luster, and the whole person looked listless.
He put the hairpin close to his breath and tried his best to suck the fragrance left on it. The warm and shy breath had become less and less, which made him feel that he was farther and farther away from Liu Moxi.
Is it really a doomed evil fate that makes Liu morxi have no fate with herself after all? She always loses her without warning when she falls in love with herself.
Yin moting's greatest fear is not that Liu morxi is kidnapped by bad people, but that Liu morxi is discouraged and determined to leave. Then he will really be far away and will never find her again.
That girl is a genius in the escape world. No one can find her if she wants to hide.
"Xi Xi, where are you? Come back quickly. I swear I'll never ask you to leave me again..." Yin Mo Ting buried his head in his arm. Even though he was already in power of Yan Shang, he felt boundless helplessness, overwhelmed and embarrassed.
Liu morxi sat on the bed until. Han Mingze brought some maids in to deliver food. He still felt that he had no strength.
As Liu Enron said, Han Mingze didn't care who disappeared. When the maid disappeared, he immediately found another batch. Seeing Liu Enron and an Xuebing's mother and daughter leave, they are even more happy to clean up the room they lived in.
"Xiao Xi, have something to eat."
Liu morxi saw that Han Mingze's new maids were all girls as old as himself. They were the same age and full of vitality.
He was dead, no different from the living dead. "Let them eat. I don't know if you are hungry after a long time. Eat these things. I have no appetite."
She felt that she was a little superfluous for the world. Every mouthful of food she ate when she was alive was a waste of human society.
When the maids saw that Liu morxi refused to eat, they dared not move. They stood in place with food plates one by one, at a loss.
"Xiao Xi, Yin moting is dead. Forget him. I will treat you well, too. I will spend my life to hurt you and take care of you. Don't do this."
When he spoke, he was still a little guilty, but Liu morxi didn't notice that she was completely immersed in the vortex of Yin moting's death. Although Han Mingze said it herself, she still didn't want to believe it. She always felt that Yin moting was still alive.
In this world, everything is easy to change. Only love. Once you are moved, it is difficult to turn back. If you are not dead, I will change people.
Liu Moxi took out the hand held by Han Mingze, didn't turn his head, and looked at the sunshine outside the window. When it shone on the glass, it flowed brilliantly.
Such beautiful weather and sunshine set off her deathly gray heart at the moment. She stared at the sun for a long time, until the corners of her eyes were pierced with tears by the light, closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down and infiltrated into the quilt she covered.
"Han Mingze, you said you would treat me well. Will you promise anything I say?"
"Yes, you want me to do it. No matter what you ask, I will promise you."
"You kill me, I don't want to live."