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He can deceive others, can not deceive himself, how can he not care about her infertility?

How can you not care?

He cared, so he lost.

In the end, he couldn't compare with her.

She knew what hurt and broke his heart, so she didn't even look at him for half a month, just like he was something dirty and terrible, which would dirty her eyes.

Let him feel that his whole heart was crushed by her hand.

He felt a good pain, the heart in her hands, a drop, two drops, spread across the chest, spread to every cell of the body, and finally in her full of expectations, finally see the light in her eyes, a sad smile.

Ha ha, her eyes, like stagnant water, had a reaction.

When I heard that the man was alive, there was a reaction.

"Liu Liu, I'm not as cruel as you are..."

Leaving this sentence, he finally released his hand and left without looking back.

Only the last sound, but for a long time refused to disperse, revealing the deepest sadness in his heart. Sometimes, he really wanted to gouge out his heart.

When he was on a mission, he was living and dying. When he crawled back with his wounds all over his body, he did not feel such pain. The pain in his body and that in his heart could never be compared.

Back in the guest room, he had lost his strength in the sofa, and his lips were shaking slightly.

He did not turn on the light, the room is a stretch of hands can not see five fingers of black, only his mouth of fireworks, in the dark, clearly extinguished, the air floating, full of the smell of cigarettes.

Smoking too much, sometimes there will be dizzy reaction, just like now he, full of women's eyes and eyebrows, warm smile appearance.

There is also her low soft with a little hoarse voice in his mind, inexplicably demagogues, "smoke more, not good for the body, so Shanda less later can not smoke less?"

I don't know if he thought it was funny. He suddenly laughed and his throat bone overflowed with low laughter. But why did the laughter sound so sad?

He remembered that when she said this, he was very happy. He lifted his hand and took her whole body into his arms. Then he gave her a kiss on her forehead. "OK, I promise you."

Clearly, it is less than a month from now, but they have made such a scene. Clearly, they can be close at hand, but he feels that their distance is so far away.

So far away that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch it.

He clearly can not save the man, watching him die, not happy?

But why, really to that man's life hanging on the line, he still saved?

What was he thinking at that moment? He had hated her to the point of losing his mind, but he was still thinking, if the man died, would she not survive?

Sheng You Ting, Sheng you are ridiculous. You are the most ridiculous person in the world. Aren't you very capable? Aren't you a man of iron?

What about your ability? What about your wrist?

In the end, it was so vulnerable, ridiculous, ridiculous.

He laughs and laughs. His headache is about to burst. The deeper he laughs, the more sorrow he has in his eyes. At last, he has a spasm in his stomach. He stumbles to the bathroom and vomits with the toilet.