Chapter 951

After a little gasp, Gu Qingtong moved forward, reached out and grasped the man's hand, while using scissors to see the fine cloth mixed with blood stains on the top, while looking at the man's pale and silent face and undulating chest, Gu Qingtong pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice: "I look at the place on your ankle, it seems Burned, you Did you escape from the prison? "

Gu Qingtong always wanted to ask this question, but he never asked it. The other day, the man was half dead and his mind was not clear. Gu Qingtong couldn't ask anything, so he could only heal him as much as possible. From yesterday, Gu Qingtong found that his spirit was better. He felt relieved, but at the same time, she was very uneasy. She picked up the road unknown The man who came back from the prison, and how do you think he escaped from the prison, she is a girl's home, is afraid.

"I haven't been in prison," the man opened his mouth for a long time, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, looked at Gu Qingtong, using scissors to cut the fine cloth that had been stuck on his hand, and said in a slow voice, "it's not a torture, it's my own scald with a shovel."

"How can it get hot?" Gu Qingtong twisted his brow and looked at the man incomprehensibly. "Even if you cook, you can't burn your ankles if you don't care? What's more, with robes, pants and socks in the way, how can you burn the skin and flesh, and it's so hot? "

"It wasn't burned by accident," the man said again, his mouth twitching slightly. "I burned the shovel red and burned it on top."

"You Are you sick? " Next second, Gu Qingtong can't help roaring out. She stares at the motionless man and looks at the half of the bandage in her hand. How do you think it's ridiculous? She throws the scissors on the ground with a bang and stands up and growls at the man. "If you want to die, there are many ways! It doesn't need to be a soldering iron or a broken finger! Are you afraid of death or not? " After the roar, Gu Qingtong felt that she was a little empty. She stood in front of the bed, then sat down a little frustrated, picked up the scissors from the ground, then lowered her head and continued to remove the fine cloth stuck on the wound for the man. At the same time, she said coldly, "if you are a man who is dying, then don't delay my efforts. Tomorrow you will go and die where you want to die Where you want to die, you can die... "

"I don't want to die!" The man suddenly stopped Gu Qingtong's words. He raised his head abruptly. It was always a expressionless face. At this time, he showed a strong desire and entreaty, "I really don't want to die! Will you not drive me away? Please, please. Please! "

Yes, he really doesn't want to die. His parents have sacrificed their lives for their new life. How can he die?

He wants to live well. Even if he has to live like a ghost in anonymity from now on, he wants to live well! With his parents' share.

"If you don't want to die, how can you hurt yourself like this?" Gu Qingtong felt that he had been burned by those two lines of vision, and was stared at by the poor man in a hurry. Gu Qingtong was not feeling well in his heart. When he spoke again, his voice dropped unconsciously. "He cried out that he didn't want to die, but how could you be so cruel to himself?"

"I I want to erase my mark. " The man bit his lips, as if he had made a great resolution, and looked at Gu Qingtong.

"What mark?" Gu Qingtong asked, frowning.

"Here, once there was a mark," the man said to Gu Qingtong, pointing to his tightly bound ankle. "It was printed with a burning red seal when he was 12 years old."