He also knew that I would not kill ranqingqing, but he knew that I would avenge Su Ziqin. His top priority was not to stay and watch the play, not to shout with his beloved woman, but to take her home for treatment. Their special helicopter has already arrived, and the roaring sound is shouting in my ears. The wind has blown all the things in the bedroom. I still quietly look at the faded dye green on the ground, and the latter is looking back at me in horror: he opens his mouth slightly, wants to say something, but he only comes out with mouthful after mouthful of blood, so hot that he can't believe it. When walrus's helicopter left, Mu Qiu covered her shoulder and came to me and said in a low voice, "it's all me. If I didn't see you, I wouldn't let her have a chance to get close to you

I raised my hand and made a silent gesture. I didn't pay attention to the self reproach Mu Qiu. It's not his fault. I'm the only one to blame, because my willfulness leads to slow recovery. Although my injury is healed, my spirit is extremely weak. I used to wake up in the evening even when the wind blows. Now ~ ~ look what the room is like, but I can't extricate myself from my dream.

Who else can "eoyiye" make such a sound?

I squatted down and knelt down beside ranqingqing, gently stroked her twisted face and murmured: "relax, I won't kill you ~ not before, not now, not even in the future."

Ran Qingqing looked at me with more feelings in her eyes than panic.

"But, you hurt Su Ziqin's revenge, I have to revenge." Finally, I cleaned the hair and blood on her face. I tilted my head and thought, "what should I do?"

What Mu Qiu wanted to say was staring back at me. Now I don't treat ranqingqing violently, not because I'm angry or unhappy. Dye green is always a special existence for me, especially to the point that I will keep the poison that the old monster was unwilling to give me. Maybe now is the time.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing" I have been quietly calling her name, with a faint smile. The middle finger of my right hand slowly brushed from her forehead to her chin. I like to appreciate beautiful women most. Since the first time I saw Qingqing, I like her chin very much. After appreciating enough, I reached out and took out an ant sized medicine gourd from behind my ear. I broke off dye Qingqing's mouth, threw the medicine gourd in, leaned over her ear and said, "how many days of suffering do you think is enough?"

Qingqing bit her lip and couldn't speak. Yes, I forgot that she couldn't speak for a year.

"One year, then!" One year should be enough. If Su Ziqin was cured at that time, and the walrus was still alive, he would be handed over to the walrus. Even if walrus can't deal with ranqingqing, I will bring ranqingqing back even if I break my leg.

"You should be able to go back by yourself." I have got up, looking at the waning moon hanging in the night sky, coldly shining on my face, Muqiu put on a coat for me and said: "she left."

I look back, there is nothing but blood and ruins.

Qingqing should be able to go back. If she doesn't leave again, I really don't know if I will kill her. After all, Su Ziqin is like her elder sister.

contrary to expectation

I'm afraid the house can't be repaired. Even if it's finished, erasing all traces can't eliminate the most painful memory in walrus's heart! So, that night, Muqiu asked a friend (I think it's reincarnation door's doorman) to help pack things, and we drove out of here before dawn.