Chapter 222

All, can only blame life, is life when so, he no one can blame.

Gradually, there was a smile on his face. Why didn't he think of this way? He could not help holding the hand of late autumn. Looking at her side face, he felt that it was happiness to be with her. "OK, I promise you, that's it."

It sounds like some children's play, it sounds incredible, and even impossible to achieve balance. However, he still thinks that the proposal of late autumn is feasible, and his smile blooms on his face. He believes in his marketing ability and thinks that things finally have room for turning around. He is a lot easier at once, but at this moment, the attack of drug addiction in his body becomes more and more violent, One hand pushed away late autumn, "you go out quickly." He was afraid that he would hurt her. He could do anything when he was addicted to drugs.

"What's the matter?" Bai Moyu's sudden change made late autumn not react to what happened.

"Out... Out..." bean big sweat drops from the forehead, white Moyu whole body shaking more and more severe.

Late autumn finally after the reaction came over, "Mo Yu, how can I help you?"

Bai Moyu shakes his head. She can't help him. It's the devil in his heart. Only he can save himself. "Late autumn, come out... Go..." he is shouting with all his strength, otherwise, I'm afraid

Quietly looking at him, the tears of late autumn gushed out again in this night, "Moyu." She suddenly hugged him, distressed do not know how to help him.

"Ah..." Bai Moyu's consciousness began to be chaotic. After enduring it for a long time, he nearly collapsed. There seemed to be countless insects crawling in his blood, which made him itch. His arms began to wave wildly. He wanted to stand up and shake off late autumn like crazy. His eyes were staring at those things in the corner, as long as he sucked them, His pain will soon be gone.

But he can't.

That's all I remember in my confusion.

Late autumn fell on the ground, she also wanted to rush up to help him, but saw Bai Moyu's body violently hit the wall, "Bang... Bang..." with two sounds shaking her eardrum, some pain, but more pain is the heart.

It was Leng muxun. If it wasn't for him, Bai Moyu wouldn't have raised the money.

She was flustered. She was confused. She knew that she couldn't help Bai Moyu even if she rushed up. She couldn't hold him. His strength was too strong, but she didn't want him to hurt himself like this. His head was bleeding, but he was still pounding against the wall fiercely.

"Mo Yu..." desperate to stand up, desperate to rush up, she from behind him tightly around his waist, face down on his back, nose smell is his sweat mixed with the masculinity, "Mo Yu, don't, I don't want you like this..." she cried, just don't want him to self harm, don't want, really don't want.

Bai Moyu's face was slightly moved. He heard it, but he couldn't control his body at all. "Late... Autumn..." the voice was so soft, "late autumn, go out, OK?"

But he, the whole body has been trembling, sweat is big drops of big drops of rolling down, his body winding out of countless streams, flowing like water.

Such he let her not have the heart, "Mo Yu, I call him, ask him to help you." Men will have more strength than her, or try to bind him so that he won't hurt himself any more, she said, turning to call Leng muxun, all for Leng muxun, for Leng muxun.

"No," he said Squeeze out this word in the teeth, God knows how painful he is, just after he fell out late autumn, he is not distressed, at the moment, he is suffering.

As long as he can endure it over and over again, he will be able to successfully quit the drug addiction.

"Mo Yu..." she lay on his back with tears, tears and his sweat together, drops of blood.

"Promise me not to tell him, will you?" He doesn't want to make Leng muxun feel guilty. He just wants to pay off the debt he owes Leng muxun once and for all. From then on, as long as he gets rid of that thing, he can pursue late autumn. He doesn't have to push late autumn to Leng muxun any more. Thinking of the way he just thought of in late autumn, he has strength and willpower all over his body. He can, You can definitely make it.

"OK, OK, I promise you, I promise you everything."

Bai Moyu stood still, like a statue of the body, although still slightly shaking, but he was all controlled by willpower.

Hold it. Hold it.

He began to think about the beauty of late autumn in his heart, her smile, thinking about those, also dispersed the attack of those small insects in his body, "late autumn... Late autumn..." he called her name, again and again.

For a long time, Bai Moyu finally fell down on the floor, and his whole body seemed to be as soft as if he had been evacuated. After that, there will be many times of such suffering. Although it will be a little weaker each time, every time is absolutely a test.

People say that as long as you touch this thing, you can never give up. He can, he must, because he has late autumn.

Soft against the wall, weak even eyelids can't lift up, but how also don't trust her, "late autumn, I'm ok."

Late autumn rushes to the door. When he pushes the door open, the wind blows at night. Leng muxun stands in front of the door. The green veins on the back of his hand are so clear under the moonlight and the distant light. Just now, he really wants to rush in. However, he still holds back and thinks of Bai Moyu pushing late autumn to him. He really has no reason not to believe Bai Moyu, He should not disturb late autumn at such a time. When she said she hated him, his heart seemed to be broken.

He is, really in love with her.

Just know this moment, I do not know whether it will be too late.

Late autumn full of tears, she is so sad, heartbroken.

"Late autumn..." just as she was about to rush past him, he caught her hand, "what's the matter? Is he addicted to drugs? "

Late autumn shook his head and nodded, she was a little speechless, "Mo Yu He..." Bai Mo Yu just look too painful, think about it, she is uncomfortable.

"Is it a drug addict?" Leng muxun grabs her shoulders and suddenly mentions her. He drags her back to Bai Moyu's room. At this time, Bai Moyu is sleeping quietly in the corner of the wall.

He fell asleep as contentedly as a baby.

Just now, he was too tired.

That facial expression lets late autumn and cold Mu Xun suddenly see to be stupefied, two people Zheng Zheng stand there unexpectedly forget to want to retreat.

"Late autumn..." when neither of them made a sound, the white Mo Yu suddenly gave a light call in his sleep. The voice was so light and soft, moistening the heart of late autumn. It was the taste of happiness. When he fell asleep, his heart was also her.

Reach out to pull cold, muxun quietly quit, and then carefully closed the door, "let him sleep, he was tired."

"He's had a wave of addiction?" Just to see the chaos in the room and the look of late autumn Pathetique running out, Leng muxun has roughly guessed what.

"Well." Sobbing, the late autumn of this night always can't help but want to cry, weak shoulder slightly stirred, but Leng muxun can only watch helplessly, no longer dare to hold her in his arms.

She hated him.

But he fell in love with her.

Then, from the moment he found that he fell in love with her, let everything start again.

"Late autumn, he promised three years?"

"Yes, we're going to see woolos. I want to leave in two days." After wiping her tears, she thought about her business in late autumn. When she came all the way, she always wanted to solve the problem, but she didn't want to think about it when she met Bai Moyu. Although it was a little risky, she thought it was feasible. With the strength of her and Bai Moyu, their efforts would be OK.

"But the consequence of his choice is that he will die." Leng muxun growls low, he is not scared late autumn, this is true.

"I know it's none of your business. We'll take care of it ourselves."

"We", these two words are very natural in late autumn, but when they are said to Leng muxun, it seems that he is an outsider and has no relationship with her. His heart is aching, holding her hand is slowly released, "well, I'll accompany you to see woolos."

He was in the front, she was in the back, and they walked towards the small building one by one. In this place where people may be wiped out from time to time, such a building is rare. Every few steps along the way, a man with live ammunition stood, and he was always on guard.

Is something going to happen?

I remember when he came to look for late autumn, there was no such guard here. Leng muxun kept silent. Although he had no weapons, he was not afraid.

Until the last moment, he was not afraid.

"And Mr. Wu?" There was no wuluosi or Wukang in the hall. Leng muxun had to ask a servant. The party in the hall had dispersed, and people went to the hall empty, as if nothing had happened before.

Leng muxun is speculating about the purpose of wuluosi's party. If Wukang only wants to see them, wuluosi only needs to bring them to Wukang. Why do you have to make use of a party to make a lot of trouble?

"Mr. Leng, the master has gone to the garden. He said you can go there directly to find him."

"Where is the garden?" Leng muxun didn't find a garden near here.

"Behind the house, about a mile or so."

"OK, I see." It's so far away. No wonder we can't find it by sight.

With late autumn out of the building, along the path to the direction of the man pointed out, sure enough, far away to see a large garden, with the pace of the waves of flowers.