Wei Zhenhui lay quietly in bed, breathing a little heavy and unstable. His thin lips were still pursed, and his sword eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together. It must be a wound pain.
Su Mian felt distressed for a while. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to help him smooth. Her forehead was bright and full, and it was still shining in the moonlight.
Wei Zhenhui seemed to have consciousness and hummed slightly. Su Mian was so frightened that she quickly retracted her hand that he wouldn't find it.
Look again, the man is still lying quietly, and his eyebrows are frowned again.
Su Mian dared not touch it again for fear of waking him up.
Looking at his thin face, Su Mian was dying of heartache.
Wu Feng said it lightly, but Su Mian could think how dangerous Wei Zhenhui and Liu's three brothers were.
The three brothers in the previous life killed more than 20 people in a row. They committed the crime skillfully and ruthlessly. It's not easy to catch them.
In this life, things have changed. The three Liu brothers only killed more than a dozen people, but Wei Zhenhui was so badly injured.
"Wei Zhenhui, you must get better quickly. You promised me to send me to the university to report." knowing that he can't hear now, Su Mian still wants to tell him.
At this time, Wei Zhenhui was in deep water,
As usual, he went into the study, habitually locked it, went to the chair and sat down.
Leaning back on the chair and closing his eyes, this is not only his most relaxed moment of the day, but also his happiest moment.
Although she didn't know, as long as she was happy, it was enough. He missed her in his life.
Wei Zhenhui trembled, took out his wallet and opened the interlayer. On the small photo lying quietly inside, the girl's round eyes were clear and bright.
There seemed to be her voice in his ear. He closed his eyes. Will she forgive herself for 30 years?
When he opened his eyes again, it was her back. She always refused to see him. He could only watch her stagger in shackles.
This is a dream. How can you become so old? How can su Mian be so old?
Somewhere in his heart was like being gouged out with a knife. He screamed out in pain, and the whole person suddenly jumped up from the bed.
"Su Mian!"
He shouted so loudly that Su Mian, who was sitting by the bed, was startled.
"Wei Zhenhui, I'm here!" Su Mian wanted to help him. In the dark night, the man's eyes sank and sank, and his whole body exuded a cold momentum.
"It's me." without turning on the light, Su Mian was afraid that he didn't recognize himself, and carefully added. Just now Wei Zhenhui's reaction really frightened her. "What's wrong with you? I'll call a doctor?" Su Mian said and was about to run out.
Just about to turn around, his arm was held by a big hand, and then the whole person jumped on him with inertia.
"Ah, are you okay? Didn't you press the wound?" Su Mian was dying of anxiety. She just hit the bandage on his chest.
But before he finished, he was kissed by Wei Zhenhui on the back of his head.
He kisses madly and rushes around in her. Su Mian is held up by him for a long time.
Wei Zhenhui seems to want to swallow Su Mian. Su Mian doesn't dare to struggle, but he turns over and presses her on the bed.
Su Mian didn't dare to struggle hard for fear of touching his wound, but Wei Zhenhui bit her hard on her lips, "don't go, Su Mian, I miss you."
Su Mian looked at the man on her face. The next moment, the man loosened her and fell down again.
"Wei Zhenhui! Wei Zhenhui!" Su Mian got up and shouted again. He still didn't respond. He touched his forehead again. It was so hot!
This is a fever.