Mo Xiuze smile, dark eyes, with a gloomy look.
"No way." He directly refused Ruan Xiaomo's request, "Xiaomo, I know you are anxious now, but I won't promise you."
This is his final plan, and the last link in his plan that he didn't have.
Hearing Mo Xiuze's refusal, Ruan Xiaomo lowered his head, stared at his hands for a few seconds, and suddenly got up.
"Then I'll go myself!"
as like as two peas, she ran to the door, hurriedly, as if she were a man on the monitor.
At the moment when she opened the door, the door was held down by the man's arm stretching out from behind her.
Mo Xiuze's voice came from behind her, "Xiao Mo, now I can't go anywhere
At this time, Ruan Xiaomo suddenly felt a chill on his neck.
She naturally knew what that feeling meant.
Looking back, she saw Mo Xiuze holding a syringe in her hand. The needle of the syringe, no doubt, was stuck in her neck.
Ruan Xiaomo's body began to soften quickly, and his brain began to feel dizzy.
She could not stand on her legs and slid down to the ground.
But it was quickly taken into a embrace.
Her head was adjusted to lean on the man's chest, and Ruan Xiaomo tried to hold on, unwilling to close her eyes and fell into a coma.
"Mo Xiuze Please don't kill him... " Her voice began to blur, "you hate him, I'll do it for him Can I bear your revenge for him? "
On Mo Xiuze's face, there is a trace of sadness.
He looked at her quietly, with a look of no sadness or joy, but a great sadness.
Mo Xiuze put her on the single sofa opposite to the monitoring screen. Her voice was soft and soft. It was like hypnotic Magic in Ruan Xiaomo's ears.
"Xiao Mo, you are wrong." Mo Xiuze held the armrest of the sofa in both hands and said to her with low eyes: "even if he was on the cruise ship and killed me, I didn't come back because of this hatred."
He's not for revenge.
There was no hatred for Jin liefeng in his heart.
He has only one person to hate, which is himself.
He hated why he missed her.
He hated why he couldn't protect her.
He hates himself Why now, is still a step late.
Ruan Xiaomo's eyes gradually closed, she could not hold the drowsiness of the drug.
"If he never shows up, if you have nothing to do with him."
Mo Xiuze stretched out his hand and gently pulled a wisp of her hair behind her ear, as if Ruan Xiaomo was a precious porcelain doll in his heart, which could only be touched lightly.
He stared at her, trying to resist sleep, consciousness, but still bit by bit away from her little face.
Dark as ink in the eyes, deep as the sea.
As deep as the sea, as cool as the sea.
"If I came back in time, or I didn't go abroad, we..."
Mo Xiuze hooked the corner of his lips and pulled up a radian. At the bottom of his eyes, he was very sad.
"Will we, nothing has changed?"
Will they, as she wrote in her design draft, put on her wedding dress style and hold a wedding in the church?
All this, up to now, can't be tested.
Time can't go against the current, the past can't be changed.
The only thing that can be grasped is the present, the present.
And now, her heart, no longer in him.
Another man took his place.
During this time, he saw it clearly.
Mo Xiuze was attached to her body and printed a light kiss on her forehead.
It doesn't mean to be frivolous. It's just like a butterfly staying on the petals for a while, then flapping its wings and flying away.
"Xiao Mo, I love you." His tone was so light that it was almost just a breath.
But such a simple sentence seems to be swearing in the church, so solemn and sacred.
Ruan Xiaomo's eyelashes blinked uneasily. She had not fallen into sleep completely. She was still worried about the safety of the man's life.
Mo Xiuze stares at her and does nothing more.
One second passed, two seconds passed
Ruan Xiaomo finally completely quiet down, but the brow is still locked, it seems that the man's life, has been closely linked with her.
He's not safe, and she can't have peace even when she's asleep.
Mo Xiuze looked at her sleeping face deeply. Starting from her forehead, his eyes swept over her eyebrows, nose, lips
It's like, he's going to remember what she looks like.
On the monitor, Jin liefeng was still running.He has fallen several times in a row.
He didn't eat for a long time, and his body was so weak that he didn't have enough energy to support.
Once, he fell down the stairs.
Unable to move for a few seconds, he bit his lips, took another pain to stimulate himself, forced himself to stand up.
Mo Xiuze straightened up and stared at the figure on the monitor indifferently.
He suddenly picked up the walkie talkie, cold voice toward the head: "the last step."
After a bit of noise came from the intercom, I got a reply soon: "got it!"
He began to walk towards the door.
In the monitoring screen, Jin liefeng opens a door again.
This time, he did not leave immediately.
A woman who looks like Ruan Xiaomo is falling to the ground.
It seems that something happened and I fell into a coma.
Her hair covered her face, and the clothes on her body were the same as those worn by Ruan Xiaomo when she came here yesterday.
Mo Xiuze looked at the wall clock.
Five minutes is almost there.
Countdown, three seconds left.
Jin liefeng didn't have time to escape with the woman,
he didn't even have time to confirm the woman's identity.
Mo Xiuze read it in his heart.
3、 Two, one.
Jin liefeng frantically pours on the woman and covers her with her body.
"Boom -"
there was a loud noise in the monitor.
The roar of the explosion almost broke the horn here.
Mo Xiuze did not look back to see the monitoring, just opened the door and went out quietly.
When Ruan Xiaomo opened her eyes, she felt that her head was still dizzy. Some things, some things that were very important to her, seemed to be lost for a moment.
She propped herself up and looked around.
After two seconds of silence, she suddenly widened her eyes in surprise, then kneaded her eyes and looked around.
What the hell!
Here, how can it be the imperial palace?!
How could she wake up in the master bedroom of the imperial palace?!
Everything before the coma suddenly entered her mind. Then Ruan Xiaomo remembered that Jin liefeng