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My voice is hoarse and sore, so I don't have the strength to stand up.

An Yimo climbs to the guardrail.

What I think is: Gongming night is gone, and the people who love her most in the world are gone.

"You let me live on my own, but how can I live without you?"

No matter what Ding Yichen did, no matter who wanted to hurt her, she didn't want to pay any attention.

Without Gongming night, she is doomed to die

"Dark night, don't be lonely, don't be lonely, you wait for me, I'll accompany you."

She got to the fence and tried to jump over it.

She just wanted to die with Gong MINGYE.

Life is not the same bed, death is the same acupoint!

When she just climbed up the guardrail, she suddenly heard a voice not far behind her that was familiar with the extreme, "an Yimo, what do you want to do?"

An Yimo's body was shocked on the spot.

Is it her illusion?

How did she seem to hear the sound of Gongming night.

It should be her illusion, Gong Ming Ye Ming has fallen down, how can it appear behind her.

Suddenly, his voice sounded again, "are you sure you don't look back at me?"

This time, the voice is close to a few minutes, as if it has reached behind her.

An to Mo Leng Zheng live, hands tightly grasp the guardrail, dare not look back.

What if it's an illusion? What if it's just her hope?

She didn't dare to break the one in ten thousand illusion.

At this time, there is a hand on her shoulder, and at the same time, Gong MINGYE's voice is quite complaining, "wife, if you don't look back at me, I'll go."

The hand on her shoulder was as warm as ever, bringing her a different sense of security.

When an Yimo was in a daze, he said, "I really left."

At the same time, the touch on the shoulders disappears.

"Don't go!" An Yimo turns back in a hurry.

The range of action is too big, her leg is still soft, so she almost fell.

Have a pair of hands, firmly protect her, and embrace in the arms, "you are careful, I will not really go, just to scare you."

An Yimo looked up and saw his dreamy face.

She couldn't believe that she pinched his face and pulled it. It was soft, hot and real.

"You... How can..." she pinched him, her face was excited.

"Before I love you enough, how can I really leave you alone in the world? You have to believe in your husband's skill. I was tired of this kind of cliff when I was ten years old. "

"..." an Yimo understood and complained, "are you playing with me?"

"I'm not kidding you. I've been angry with you before. I always want to get back to the court. Otherwise, where can I put my face in the future?"

"..." an Yimo, angry and angry, beat him on the chest, "asshole! Asshole! Asshole! Asshole! Asshole! "

How can he be so mean!

She doesn't mind getting face back, but why does he use this way!

It's hard to load her heart, OK!

Still beating him, I heard him hiss.

"Where does it hurt?" An Yi Mo just finished, just reaction come over, he is still injured.

So much blood

Just as she was about to turn her head to look at his injury, she was hugged by him again. His hands held her tightly. They were close to each other without any gap.