Chapter 550

The real purpose of xiaochiyan's escape from prison is to retaliate against moliancheng. He is not willing to spend the rest of his life in prison like this. As Xiaochi Yingxue said, he would rather die than live a life.

"Moliancheng, you are not ordinary people..." There is despair in Koichi's smile, but it doesn't collapse as much as moliancheng imagined. It can be seen that the relationship between Sakura Koichi and yoshihihiko seems not so profound. It is different from the ordinary father and daughter, but more like a subordinate relationship.

"You are a wise man, you should know how to choose!" Although the tone of Mo Liancheng is light, the meaning between the lines is unambiguous.

Xiaochi Yingxue is not in the mood to continue to fight with Mo Liancheng. Her eyes are empty. She slowly looks at Song Yanshu, who is standing on one side. She has already changed her address. "Brother Yan Shu, I want to ask you a question. From the beginning to the end, even if it is only for a moment, have you ever had a trace of heart for me..."

The atmosphere became very quiet, except for the blazing wind, no other sound could be heard. But the wind, like a howl, made a harsh tone.

Mo Liancheng frowned and looked at Song Yanshu, because his answer was crucial.

For a moment, song Yanshu's cold eyes become more profound. He looks at Mu Qingqing's eyes falling on Mo Liancheng, but he still can't deceive himself, deceive Xiaochi Yingxue.

Even at such a time, song Yanshu still has no pity for her. He is not a cold-blooded person, but it is difficult to have a little sympathy for this woman.

"What do you think I might think of the daughter of my father's murderer?" Song Yanshu's words almost stopped the whole world from turning. Mu Qingqing held on, but her eyebrows were tightly knit together. Although the consciousness is not so clear, but the hearing has not been affected, she clearly heard song Yanshu's words.

Looking back on her childhood acquaintance with song Yanshu, it was not until today, more than ten years later, that Mu Qingqing found that she did not seem to have any understanding of this friend. Song Yanshu never mentioned his life experience and father to Mu Qingqing.

From Xiaochi Yingxue's expression, song Yanshu has already understood, she knew this matter for a long time.

"At that time, my second uncle coveted the wealth of the Song family and united with outsiders to set up a plan to kill my father in a transaction. At that time, I was young. If I hadn't been playful at that time and hid in the closet of the second uncle's room, I'm afraid I would never know how my father died and how miserable his death would be.

The sound of xiaochiyan's crutches, the ring on his hand, and I can see from the closet that he and song Dongjian push cups to exchange for a conspiracy to set up a bureau. Up to now, I remember clearly. So what do you think I'm doing to you, should I be grateful to you, or should I be ashamed of you? "

Song Yanshu's face was distorted under the halo. Mu Qingqing had never seen song Yanshu like that. In his impression, he was always indifferent to the world, like an immortal beyond the ordinary world. However, he did not expect such a dark past to be suppressed in his heart.

Mu Qingqing is suddenly very distressed by song Yanshu. Over the years, he pretended to be indifferent in front of his second uncle, until today. His forbearance and Chengfu make people feel both heartache and horror, which is by no means ordinary people's patience.

"You know it for a long time, but it's the gratitude and resentment of the previous generation. What's the matter with me?" Sakura Koichi cried and howled, and the mood of defeat was almost out of control.

"I love the person, has always been only one, will never be you!" Song Yan Shu said in a cold voice, he was confessing to Mu Qing Qing, whether she understood or not.

Mo Liancheng's face became gloomy. Song Yanshu's seemingly uninhabited confession did not seem to put Mo Liancheng in his eyes. This feeling is really unpleasant.

In addition to selfish possession, she is indulgent. She is not a clean woman. Her private life is chaotic, and her heart is vicious. All these are enough to make song Yanshu hate her, let alone her daughter.

"That's enough. You're enough. I won't have any more expectations." Sakura Koichi smiles and raises her hand to wipe tears from the corners of her eyes.

For a moment, her eyes became ferocious, and she suddenly raised her voice, "but since I can't get the one I love, you can't get it either!"

With that, she yelled and pointed the gun at Mu Qingqing's head again, "bitch, you go to die..."

"No!" Muriancheng's voice was drowned in the sound of a gunshot. The whole world was quiet for a moment. No one saw whether Sakura Kojiki pulled the trigger. Mu Qingqing closed her eyes tightly. She was ready to die.

In the end, the person who fell down was not mu Qingqing, but Xiaochi Yingxue, who was standing on the side wearing a snow white wedding dress. The gun in her hand had been tightly held. The blood immediately dyed the wedding dress, and a beautiful red rose bloomed in the position of her chest.

Mo Liancheng gasped for breath. Before he could take out the gun, song Yanshu was secretly trained since he was a child. This series of movements were crisp and swift. Just before Sakurai's voice fell, song Yanshu had completed a coherent action, pulled the trigger, and did not hesitate.

Song Yanshu and Mo Liancheng both ran to Mu Qingqing at the first time. After confirming that she was not injured, they settled down a little."Yan Yan Shu Brother Yan Shu... " Small pond Yingxue struggled for the last breath and handed the gun to song Yanshu.

Song Yanshu squatted down to give her a good time.

The expression of Xiaochi Yingxue is a little painful, and the corners of her mouth begin to gush a lot of blood, but it is not difficult to hear her last sentence to song Yanshu, "it's good to die in your hand, it's better to die in your hands than to live a dark day in prison. Thank you for giving me a good time!"

At this time, song Yanshu found that there was no bullet in the gun in Xiaochi Yingxue's hand. She deliberately led song Yanshu to shoot at her.

I have to admit that song Yanshu's heart at that moment was not without a trace of feeling. He was not made of stone, but also had feelings.

"Why do you do that, you crazy woman!"

"I'm really a crazy woman, so you will remember me all your life. It should be your regret that you didn't kill my father yourself. So it's the same with me to repay. I'm sorry, I love you."

Small pool cherry snow smile terrible, she half open eyes, with the last breath squeeze out the last sentence, the whole person will lose consciousness, cut off the breath.

Song Yanshu's shoulder trembled slightly. He could not understand the woman's mind, but also his own.