Devil Exclusive: Little cute, super fierce

Rarely, see this kind of ink insist.

All the time, he is the pride of heaven, he is proud, he is arrogant.

Mo insists that this is the case from childhood, and only in front of the late star can he show what he can't see in the eyes of outsiders.

It's like... Now.

Mo insisted on the body is shaking, eyes slightly red, fingers are still deep in the hair.

Wan Xing and Mo Zhiyan grew up together. They knew what his little actions represented.

This is the subconscious action when Mo insisted that his emotion could not be controlled.

"At that time, after the hostage was shot, the people who held him saw this, left the hostage and ran away. I ran to the hostage, but the man still laughed at me. I can remember that smile for the rest of my life. " Mo insisted in his hoarse voice, "the other side even comforted me and said that he knew who I was. He adored me very much. Even if the gun is not shot, it will be taken away by the gang of people who are holding it, and then brutally tear up the ticket.

He told me not to blame myself.

At that time, I was thinking, how can there be such a person in the world?

I know that I am a victim, but I am comforted that I should not blame myself, that I should not dare to raise a gun again because of this mistake. "

Mo Zhiyan gently closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were still full of pain. "This has always been a secret hidden in my heart. I can't forgive myself, so since then, I have never carried out any action or aimed a gun at anyone.

As for why Bo Qiuhe knows.

I guess Jiang Zhanbei must have told him.

At that time, things were completely blocked. I also investigated the background of the hostage at that time.

He seems to be alone and has no relatives.

But when I saw this information, my heart became more complicated.

Because I don't even have a chance to compensate his family. " Mo insists on saying that, his eyes are a little red looking at the evening star, his voice is more and more hoarse, "Ning Xiaoxing, can you understand my mood?"

The evening star doesn't know how to express his mood at this moment.

Shock... Heartache... Understanding.

Of course I understand.

Mo insisted that he should blame himself

He looks cynical, but the late star knows his inner tenderness.

This is the scar buried in Mo Zhiyan's heart, but in the name of loving someone, I uncover this scar again.

I have been speculating about the possibility of those despicable, at this moment rapid fermentation into a feeling of regret.

It turns out that from beginning to end, the person who doesn't trust each other is Wanxing himself.

"I understand, I understand." The evening star strides forward and embraces Mo's head directly. "I know that you are very sorry. You would rather that the hostage has family in this world. You would rather that his family would not give up on you and accept your compensation than let the hostage disappear silently in this world. You don't even have a chance to make amends, do you?"

Mo insisted on not moving, good good good good good will head against the arms of the late star, stretched out his hand tightly around the waist of the late star.

"I don't know how to comfort you." Evening star's voice is low, "but, I will always accompany you."

Mo insisted on looking up at her, "even if my body, carrying an innocent life?"