Chapter 695

"What about Huojia, dead?"

"She hasn't been awake in the intensive care unit in the hospital."

"If she doesn't die, I'm afraid Nan Huaijin will give her another shot."

So, what else can we do? Bear it!

The last thing I should do is to save Wei Lan. Although I hate her, this is the only thing I can do for sang Shi Xi.

Mrs. sang, who used to have a lot of scenery, had a cold relationship with Mr. sang because of the defeat of the Wei family, and her old life was a chicken feather.

Looking at her back stumbling into the elevator, her figure is desolate.

"Sangqi, don't be proud. Your father is still the chairman of Dayu. You are just a deputy. I will never let you have real power! Forever Wei Lan pushed us away. If sang Qi didn't support me, I would have been pushed down by her.

"Aunt LAN, sang Shixi's death was his own sin, which has nothing to do with us." Sang Qi pulled me behind him and answered him calmly.

"It doesn't matter. A wild seed will kill his own brother, and you will be married back and forth!" Wei Lan roared and jumped up from the sofa, completely losing his demeanor.

After listening to her words, I couldn't help but go to her and squint at him: "what you care about most is not sang Shixi, but that the Sang family and Dayu will be robbed by us. Are those so important to you?"

Sang Qi and I passed by her, but we heard her say: "Sang Qi, summer solstice, don't think you killed Shixi. The Sang family and Dayu are yours. It's not so easy!"

Therefore, without the camouflage of those cosmetics, Wei Lan's old appearance is complete.

She seems to be ten years old all of a sudden. She doesn't paint her face white and her mouth red. I don't understand why there are so many charming xuniang who always like to paint herself like that.

However, I saw Wei Lan in the living room.

Mr. sang is in the sanatorium, and Mr. sang is in the hospital. There should be only two of us at home.

Originally, the Sang family was not prosperous, but now it is even colder.

Sang Qi and I returned to our empty home in vain.

After a love talk, I feel like I can write a chicken soup article.

Let go of the one who doesn't love himself, find one who loves himself, let go of himself and let go of others.

Love is not a stubborn thing.

Seeing that my former rival has found a good home, I think I should be happy for her.

I pull the mulberry flag into the security gate, suddenly back, he Xiangu standing in place, nestling in her husband's side, the picture is beautiful.

I looked at her from the corner of my eye: "go, don't send her."

Ever since I put on flat shoes, I've hated these women in super high heels.

"It's just a good reminder." She looked down at me with her arms in her arms.

"When did you become a life mentor?" I pushed her away.

Then she had to come to me and said in my ear, "summer solstice, do less. You already have the man who loves you the most in the world. If I don't always think about what I lost, I should think about what I got."

She went to hold the mulberry flag with all her heart, and shed tears in her beautiful eyes.

He Xiangu is still so beautiful, but her hat is too exaggerated, with damned feathers.

When Paul and her husband left Los Angeles to take us to the airport.

I just want to get him out of my life, but I don't want to get him out of the world.

Why can't I be happy?

The man who pestered me and trapped me finally died.

I don't know what he meant, I just know he's dead.

Sang Shixi refused to tell me whether sugar was dead or alive.

One day or two, I know very well in my heart that this hope is very slim.

We stayed in Los Angeles for ten days. According to the address Nan Huaijin gave us, we went to find the place, but we didn't find white sugar, even the children who were a little similar to white sugar didn't see it.

I can't get around the barriers in my heart, but I can also spend the rest of my life with sangqi with my scarred body.

Outside the window, the bright moon is very bright. There are many figures inside. There is a silhouette that looks like Gu Yu's belly.

"Then keep looking."

"What if I can never find it?"

"Then keep looking."

"Mulberry flag." I felt his hair and said hoarsely, "what if we can't find sugar?"

Now, it should be the best way of love.

I have imagined the best way of love, two people hand in hand to the old.

Our love, there are too many twists and turns, separation, suspicion, but later we are still together.

I stroked his thick hair and said that he would not cry any more, but the tears still flowed down on his elastic hair. Once I played, I didn't know where to play."You are all right. You are just the victims of the right struggle between Sanshi and me. How I don't want to drag you in, if I'm more rational..." he buried his face in my hair. I don't know when my short hair grew. Suddenly, he looked a little human.

"However, the grain rain is right, the sugar is right..."

"there are essential differences." He pulled my shoulders and looked into my eyes. His pupil was calm and there was a microwave flow: "I love you. If you love others, I will love you too. But you just love me, so I must fight for you. Mutual love is love, and single plunder is. Sang Shixi twisted his love into killing. At the summer solstice, in this whole struggle, you are a hero That's right. "

"Is there a difference between the two?"

"Summer solstice." He held me in his arms: "love is also a desire, to get the other party's desire to occupy the other party, love and love are separate, love is to occupy, love is reason, when the occupation is greater than reason, selfish desire to control that person, such as sang Shixi, he wants you more than love you."

"Sang Qi, why can't people be perfect. He Xiangu loves you, you love me, I don't love sang Shixi, but sang Shixi loves me, Huojia loves sang Shixi, ash loves Huojia. It's like a wheel fight. There's no perfect time. "

"He's all right. There's no danger to his life."

"And ash?" I think of the handsome little brother who rushed to block the gun for her.

"This is his last shot to Huo Jia. Huo Jia said hello to the triad in advance. No one is allowed to ask Nan Huaijin for trouble. If Nan Huaijin can kill Huo Jia with this shot, he can only give up."

I shook the hand of holding mulberry flag, raised my face to smile with him: "how do I feel that there is still a hard battle to fight in the future?"

"Well, for the rest of my life, please ask Mrs. sang to cover me." He laughed, bent down and picked me up: "back to the room."

At this point, the story of the first person summer solstice and sangqi is over. There are still some unsolved mysteries that will be solved in the following CP stories. Sangyu and Nan Huaijin, Huojia and Ashe, of course, the summer solstice and sangqi will often appear to sprinkle sugar for you. They will surely die. Thank you for your support. Please continue Continue to support banana!