Chapter 250

Lu Mingzhe smiled and sneered at the speech.

"Don't be curious about other people's things. Be careful that curiosity kills the cat."

Ruan then slightly bent the corners of his mouth and showed great indifference.

"It's all right. I've died once. It's not bad to do it again."

She is really curious about Lu Ding.

I don't know why I have a hunch.

This person I have never seen in my life may bring more incredible things to the foggy future.

It's a hunch. This unspeakable hunch, but it's very real.

The words fell, and Lu Mingzhe's eyes sank, casting an ambiguous look.

"What is another man talking nonsense?"

Listen to the tone just now. What does it mean to die once?

Is it like what a little girl says?

There was a moment of silence in the ward. When Ruan looked up again, he raised a big smile and said to Lu Mingzhe, "it's late. I'm going to the crew."

Lu Mingzhe: "

He took her hand gently as she got up.

"Angry that I pushed you away yesterday?"

After thinking about this sentence for a long time, he decided to ask it.

Even if he denied it in his heart, he had to admit that he really cared about the little girl more and more.

With a slight smile, Ruan kissed his handsome face again.

"Not angry, just unhappy."

Unhappy, like being pushed away by an unwanted object.

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The other end.

When the thin dawn fog was almost exhausted by the light wind, a new sunrise slowly rose, and the naughty sun climbed up the big window, slipped in quietly from the gap between the two curtains, and shone gently on a girl's face on the bed, warm and itchy.

At this moment, Lin Mengya sat up from the bed.

The brain reacts quickly.

First thought: God, she, she's not dead yet!?

The second thought: last night, she clearly remembered... Lu Ding seemed to take out a knife to kill himself?!

It's so exciting, isn't it? It's terrible and unimaginable! Thinking of Lin Mengya's negation, she only felt that her brain was very bad and confused. She was a little vague about the things she remembered, just like an illusion. At this time, the man with a long body came up with a glass of milk in his hand and smiled, "are you awake?"

This sound --!?

"Huh?" Lin Mengya suddenly looked up and saw Lu Ding's gentle face.

"Don't come here!" She shouted reflexively.

"Yaya, what's the matter with you?" Lu Ding looked puzzled: "Why are you so afraid of me?"

"Last night you..." Lin Mengya frowned and said, "... Want to kill me!"

"Kill you? How is that possible? "

Lu Ding smiled very kind and innocent. "Did you have a nightmare?"

"... you, you... Obviously want to kill me with a knife!" Lin Mengya stared round and finally said what she hesitated to say.

"I'll kill you?" Lu Ding shook his head with a smile: "I'm fine. Why do I kill you, Yaya? You must have a nightmare. You think, if I really wanted to kill you, would you still live to see the morning sun? "

"Have nightmares?" Maybe Lu Ding's smile is too kind, maybe Lin Mengya's brain is really a little messy. She looks around Lu Ding's bedroom, clean and tidy, without a trace of horror and strange atmosphere, just like a room of literary and artistic youth.

Where's the knife!?

Lu Ding smiled softly, "yes, have a nightmare."