Chapter 894

"The gun is clearly your own." Sufu's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were disappointed in him.

She doesn't know everything, but she just doesn't say it.

Ke Yuan tightened his jaw, and his vision shifted a little, "so? I shoot myself to keep you, is it just because of some damned habit? If so, I really don't have to

Because he can change any habit, from one person to another, completely, he has experienced.

Sufu slowly lowered her head, heart like a mess, picked up one side of his bag, sideways facing him, "you have been persistent is Xia Xia, now you give up, and I've been around you for so long, suddenly leave you must be not used to, coupled with your abnormal possessiveness, you know better than anyone."

"And," she said, taking a deep breath and looking at him with horror and distance, "if you even calculate your feelings, I'm sorry. I can't bear it. Let me go."

……

The apartment is quiet, without any sound or warm family atmosphere. Ke Yuan sits alone on the bed with a floor lamp on. He casts his shadow on the floor to ceiling windows, and the lights of the city are below.

If you even calculate your feelings, I'm sorry. I can't bear it. Let me go. 】

Sufu's words still reverberated in his ears, which made his heart suddenly hurt violently. Looking down, his red blood passed through his shirt.

I think it was just when I hugged Sufu that the wound split.

Leaning on the head of the bed, Ke Yuan slowly closed his eyes

Early in the morning, Sufu cleans up and stands in front of the mirror. She takes a look at the time with her mobile phone and hesitates whether to go to Keyuan.

He has no way to go to work now. It seems that he can do something there. Moreover, she said that last night. How can she face him again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sufu grabs her hair, which is very tangled.

The mobile phone suddenly rings. Looking at Ke Yuan's name beating on it, Sufu slides to pick it up, "hello?"

"Dead woman, when will you come? Not to take care of me? " Ke Yuan's tone is not very good. It sounds weak.

Sufu swallowed and said casually, "I'll be right there. Wait for me."

Hang up the phone and think about it for a while. Sufu still goes out with her handbag. Let's talk about it after a month. She is looking for someone to take care of Ke Yuan's life and work again. When someone can replace her, she can quit.

When she comes to Ke Yuan's apartment, Su Fu frowns at the wine bottles piled up beside the sofa in the living room. Then she walks into the bedroom and looks at the bloody shirt on the floor. Her face sinks. "What's the matter?"

Ke Yuan lying on the bed, naked upper body, heard the voice slightly raised his head, pointed to the next pile of documents, "those, help me deal with, I want to sleep."

Sufu looked at his pale face and said, "is the wound open? Are you drinking? "

Ke Yuan lay there motionless, face to the other side, "I said, if only as my secretary, don't care so much."

Sufu suddenly got angry and threw the bag aside. She bent down and pulled him up. Looking at the position of his heart, the gauze was dyed red. Her eyes were slightly shocked. "It's all like this. You don't know how to deal with it. I'll call the doctor right away."