Sweetheart, don't run

Chapter 519 Text ending (1)

Luo Zhan waited for him to act, and saw him stretch out his right palm that had been cut by the knife, and squeezed it suddenly, blood overflowed, and he dripped onto Lin Shuya's palm.

In a few seconds, the Gu worm quickly crawled out of Lin Shuya's palm, and got into his palm...

Luo Zhan looked at him in astonishment, his eyes were moist, "Stinky boy... what are you doing..."

"Young Master, I have always wanted to tell you that you are my best brother. I have never dared to tell you that I love Lin Shuya as much as you. I still remember the first time we met Lin Shuya. How about Ya, she is so pretty, I fell in love with her at first sight just like you. Seeing Wang Xiaohu pour drugs into her drink cup, I really wanted to hit you, young master, really wanted to... But, young master, I can't rob you. When I was taken back from the orphanage by the master, the first thing the master said to me was, Chen Mo, you are a brother, you have to take good care of the young master. You can't snatch everything from the young master, especially The girl he likes. In fact, young master, my birthday is not in July at all, but in September. I am a month younger than you, so you should belong to my brother..." Chen Mo laughed happily like a child.

The Gu worms had already penetrated into his head, and he was also experiencing the pain that Lin Shuya had experienced, but he kept smiling, with bean-sized sweat protruding from his forehead.

Luo Zhan held his twitching body in pain, wiped his sweat with his sleeves, his voice choked, "Chen Mo, I can give you everything in this world except Xiao Yaya. From the day you entered Luo's house, I will give you everything. When you are a real brother, I can give you everything, except for Xiao Yaya." To his surprise, he was able to die for Xiao Yaya.

It would be impossible for him to do it.

What he wants is to live and die together.

"But young master, I only want Lin Shuya... During the year I left, I only had her in my mind. I don't want to lie to you. I'm going to die anyway. I want you to never forget me as a rival in love. I want you to be guilty for the rest of your life, I want you...you will never forget my brother in this life..." Tears mixed with sweat covered his entire face, and he buckled the gun at his waist.

At that moment, he looked at him with so focused and serious eyes.

"Master, I will still be your little follower in the next life. I wish you and the girl I love..."

Bang!
Gunshots came from his waist.

Blood spattered his face.

He watched his body slip and fall to the ground, and the scene of seeing him for the first time when he was six years old suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

It was at noon that day, and the wind was sunny.

He was playing darts by the pond in the yard, and the maid was standing 20 meters away from him, her legs trembling with an apple on her head.

Because the flying knife in his hand was aiming at the apple on the maid's head, ready to fly out.

"Can you stop moving around, my eyes are blurred."

"Master...can we change the game...this...this is too dangerous."

"What are you afraid of? I've been playing for so long and I've never stabbed you in the face."

"But young master... I'm afraid..." the maid begged with tears.

He threw the throwing knife away, picked up an orange and said angrily while peeling it, "Crybaby, hurry up!"

When the oranges were half eaten, my father came back with a little boy.

"Zhan'er, good son, see that Dad brought you a little brother back, here, let's play with you, don't bully him." Dad pushed the little brother in front of him.

(End of this chapter)