Clinging President – My Girl, I Want You

Yan Chen closed his eyes, tears rolling down, mixed with blood, slowly dripping.

Open your eyes again, your eyes are clear and bright.

Xu yinuan looks at her heart with a thump.

She made a promise, but still did not arouse Yan Chen's desire to survive. In his eyes, the determination to die was not less, but stronger.

She shook his arm and said, "did you forget what your mother told you before she left? She doesn't want you to die. She wants you to live well. You still have yannuogo. If you leave, what will he do? Don't, don't leave. Let's go to the hospital... "

Yan Chen's bloody hand touched the back of her hand and slowly pulled it down.

Although the movement is slow, but the strength of the hands is no doubt.

"I have done everything I can for yannuo. The friendship between my father and his son is not equal to that of Shen Qing and me. If there is no Shen Qing, I don't like him. It is because he is Shen Qing's blood that I love him and treat him as my own. "

"But now Shen Qing is dead and my heart is dead. There is nothing in this world worth my nostalgia. I have paved the way for Yan Nuo. From now on, there will be no old nine in the world, and no word morning. Ah Qing, I'm here. You walk slowly. I'll catch up with you quickly. "

"Ah Qing Here I am... "

He murmured, then drew the dagger from lance and stabbed it into his heart.

"Godfather!"

Xu yinuan screams.

Watching the blood on his heart gurgle out.

Instead of half pain on his face, a smile of relief was revealed.

He looked into the distance, and his eyes began to fade.

He raised his hand and pointed to the air as if to catch something.

"Ah Qing Are you here to pick me up

"For a year Cough, you don't want to come to see me in your dream. Now I'm going to find you. You come to see me, right? Are you here to guide me? Ah Qing, I have a lot to say to you. We Shall we speak slowly? "

At last, his hands were weak and his body sank.

Xu yinuan looks into the distance, empty.

But she knew that Shen Qing was here, and she left early in the morning.

She closed her eyes in pain, tears wantonly.

Gu Hanzhou squatted down and held her in his arms, letting her cry freely.

Yan Chen first asked Jane to hide. After he had finished his work, Xu yinuan also received the prize.

Then let Jane tell him the purpose of doing so, and they are quoted to give their last words.

There was only one last word, and he was buried with Shen Qing.

Gu Hanzhou throws Lance's body into the fire, covering up the traces of his coming here with Yanchen and others, and takes the body back.

This branch of the matter temporarily stranded, he with Xu yinuan will bring the body back to the emperor's funeral.

At the airport, she saw yannuo who was picking up the plane. His face was haggard, his facial features were sunken, and his beard had not been cleaned up for several days.

He was wearing a deep black suit, and his body was a little thin.

He's lost a lot of weight, and he's a lot calmer.

When he saw them, he went to collect the body.

Seeing Yan Chen's body, he was very calm. He just took a look, covered it with white cloth and put it on the car.

"Thank you for bringing my father back."

"You're welcome. Prepare for the funeral. We'll help you. The Yan family is always my wife's family, and I will do my best to do something for you. "

"Mr. Gu, you are welcome. Get on the bus and go back first."

Yan Nuo is not sad or happy, his face is expressionless, and his eyes have no waves.

He experienced too much, just a year, his parents died.

His own father was tortured in a dungeon.

He is Yan Chen's only successor, the master of the Yan Family of nuota.

But He did it very unhappily.

He has no home.

The original enviable home, from the moment of mother's death, has been dilapidated, no longer exists.

The family of Yan has put on the white cloth, and the funeral hall has been arranged early.

The guests haven't come yet. The news has just come out.

Yan Chen settled down and took care of Hanzhou. He put on mourning clothes and went to the dungeon.

said that he had become a man * for a long time, and he had no good skin.

He was about to die, but he was still alive. He was soaked in precious medicinal soup to prolong his life.

He hasn't been to the basement for a long time. The last time he came was just after his mother died.

This time, he came to see Yanxi off.

Yan Xi looked at him in mourning clothes for a moment, then began to laugh.

His tongue was pulled out, but his teeth were still there, and his voice was not sharp.

Yan Nuo once again saw him this not person not ghost appearance, does not have any heartache, only hates.Is this your biological father?

No!

No!

He is the devil, he broke his good home apart.

He killed his parents and his unborn brother or sister.

He is not his own father, he has only one father, that is Yanchen.

"In the morning Yan Chen is dead, isn't he? He died in front of me, ha ha Cough... "

Because of the fierce smile, choked to the heart and lung, he coughed painfully, and even coughed up blood.

He knew that he would not live long, and that his death was coming.

Before still wonder, Yan morning will come to torture himself every day, how come these days did not come.

I didn't expect that he was still alive. Yanchen died.

"I'll see you on the road."

Yan Nuo said coldly.

"Yan Nuo You now have such achievements, I give you! If I let that child be born, Yanchen will certainly be partial to his own flesh and blood. Now you are firmly in Yan's group, you should be grateful to me! Our father and son are winners

"Father and son?" Yan Nuo heard his speech as if he had heard a big joke.

"What friendship do I have with you just because my blood is yours?"

Yannuo took out the dagger, cut his palm, let the red blood drench his face.

"Do you know why I can't sleep at night? Because I have your blood on me, I feel sick! I would like to skin and bone, gouge out the flesh and blood, because it is your son, I feel ashamed! It's my father's death day. If I don't want to die, I need to leave with my parents! "

"Since you and I are father and son, let me make an end of it, and I will see you off myself."

"You You are patricide. "

"Well, I am! You are such a vicious person, and there is no punishment from heaven. What am I afraid of? It's time to end! "

Yannuo closed his eyes and the dagger passed through his neck. He felt warm blood spraying on his hands.

Yan Xi opened his eyes and wanted to say something more, but he had no strength to speak.

Yan Nuo turned around, did not look at his horror, but calmly wipe his hands dirty blood.

Throw the tissue in the garbage can and avoid it.

"Processed."

He gave orders in a cold voice to his servant.

"Young master, your hand..."

The servant's frightened inquiry.

"Let it flow."

Yannuo walked out of the dungeon and was preparing to prepare for the funeral, but he met Xu yinuan on the way