Inkstone when seven guilty to look up, his hands are still hidden in the blanket, but the mobile phone refraction of light has been passed through the blanket.

The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, "disobedient?"

"No, I'm not leaving. I just want to say goodbye to you."

Inkstone when seven flashing eyes to make excuses for themselves.

The man didn't speak, just looked at her deeply.

Yan Shiqi kicked his toes in a panic. When he took his hand out of the blanket, he pulled off his sleeve. "Come closer, I can't see you clearly..."

All the fragility and panic, only in the face of him, will show no doubt.

Her vision is now within half a meter.

A little further away, there is only a hazy.

When the man heard her words, he felt a sudden pain in his heart and lowered his eyelids. In the place she couldn't see, the fundus of his eyes was filled with blood.

He quietly collected all the emotions, and when he raised his eyes again, he leaned over to pick her up and put her on the bed.

The man covered her with a thin quilt. When he got up, his wrist tightened and she grabbed him. "Are you... Angry?"

"No!" He answered simply, but his face was still strained.

Yan Shiqi pursed her lips and muttered, "I don't know how long I'm going to go this time, so I want to explain to Cheng Yenan. I didn't mean to take the phone. I didn't do anything except tweet. "

She is like a child who has done something wrong, with a little bit of grievance.

"I'm not angry." The man listens to her careful tentative tone, the heart seems to be grasped, the pain is not good.

He leaned over, took her hand and slowly pressed it against his cheek. "We won't go far, time won't be long, and your eyes will be fine."

"I know!" Inkstone when seven smile dimple such as flower ground pinched him, "the person that you seek, affirmation is very fierce."

Maybe Yan Shiqi didn't know that her eyes were no longer as clear as water when she looked at the man.

In just a few days, she became thinner, unable to walk, blurred vision, pregnant and cautious.

The man's nose fluttered and fell a kiss on the palm of her hand, full of heartache.

Inkstone when seven touched his cheek, eyes slightly a turn, "the accident of the activity scene, check out?"

The man looked at her deeply and sighed silently, "it's found out."

"It wasn't an accident, was it?"

Although Yan Shiqi was injured, his mind was still flexible.

She recalled that the heel of the shoe was accidentally tripped that day, and the background board fell down at the same time. It didn't seem like a coincidence at all.

"Ji Suxin's handwriting, as well as..." the man didn't intend to hide from her. After saying this, his tone was slightly flat.

Inkstone when seven instantaneous answer words, said with a smile: "should not, and Pei Tang."

Instinctively, she didn't believe that Giuseppe could accomplish such a interlocking thing by herself.

Kobayashi Kobayashi was pulled apart, her heel was tripped, and the background board fell down. As long as the time is not right, it is impossible for every link to have such consequences.

With so many experiences, she no longer believed in coincidence.

The thin lips of the man are slightly raised, "and the third son of the Song family, song Qiye."

Yan Shiqi looked slowly at the man and repeated, "the third son of the Song family? When did I offend him? "

She is not impressed by song Qiye. She only remembers that she saw the man with a hanging needle pattern on his eyebrow on the national road of Quancheng.