I Wish Mo All the Best

　　 "Why do you borrow my money, and why do your people call me sister-in-law, how scary I look, you have to look at another place if you say something? Start with the first question."

　　 The contradiction between the two people can't be solved. Now ask others, this is obviously not a good choice.

　　 thought of just returning the money before entering the house, **** and bitterly issued a good card, try not to be emotionally involved.

　　 As a result, people looked at her a little less, she burst into hair, his eyes are really hurting self-esteem.

　　 can only be one-hearted, and insist on adapting to randomness.

　　 She is entangled here, Yu Changmo is also entangled, no, he is difficult.

　　 The confession was like 鲠 in the throat, but could not say it, the heartbeat was too fast, and the sense of syncope was strong.

　　 saw that he was not breathing well, his forehead was sweating, his hands were fisted, his green muscles burst, and his brows were frozen a little.

　　 His response was wrong.

　　 Normal people should not have such a reaction to this problem. If he likes her and wants to confess to her, it should be more nervous.

　　If he hates himself, facing him so aggressively, it should be more disgusting.

　　 Both of these reactions will have his current physiological changes, and the standard for judging all these is-

　　 looked at his eyes silently, and the key to all this was the pupil.

　　People have dilated pupils in a state of horror, tension, anger and affection.

　　 shrinks when he is tired of tiredness, and silently looks at his eyes, and she is all nervous, she can't accept that he hates himself.

　　 His eyes...closed.

　　 "Open your eyes and look at me." She ordered, like the queen.

　　He was stubborn and refused to open it. This was his last bottom line, the last bit of dignity for a man with a serious heart disease.

　　 "You don't look at me, I won't see you again in the future." She knew that this matter was crucial.

　　 The man who was still hypocritical in the first second opened his eyes instantly when he heard her words, and the last point of dignity could not withstand the words of his sweetheart. He was sad for his powerless feelings.

　　 The expression that happened within a quarter, could not hide her.

　　 The pupil is enlarged.

　　 She is a professional, and his reaction should not be unfamiliar and frightening.

　　The atmosphere was stiff here, as if it had been a century and so long before he opened his thirsty mouth and said hardly.

"you go."

　　He didn't want her to see his abnormality, nor did the woman he liked for so long think he was a patient. Although his heart disease only happened to her alone, in the eyes of outsiders, his reaction must be very weak.

　　 Few people can understand the pain of mental illness. He would rather hide in the distance alone than see the disgust in her eyes.

　　 That would be his deadly poison.

　　Yu Chang lay down, back to her, and dragged the quilt over his head.

　　 No more love for the rest of my life...

　　 He will live the disease for a lifetime.

　　His grandfather is the world psychiatric authority. His mother is No.1 in domestic criminal psychology. But so many powerful experts can't cure him. He is already a waste person and can't give her happiness.

　　 did not hear the footsteps of leaving, he opened his eyes in doubt.

　　Normal people see people like lunatics, shouldn’t they leave quickly?

　　 opened her eyes to see her face, she was close at hand, her hand was gently placed on his face, her eyes turned red.

　　 "What's wrong with you? Who did what to you?"

　　How could he get phobia? And it seems to be a phobia against women, which makes it silently unacceptable.

　　He is so strong and capable in her heart, is the best man in the world, but such an invincible existence, why is there such a fragile disease?

　　She got it! Her red eyes became mercy to him, which almost stung him more than disgust.

"You see, I am a man with mental illness. Yes, I am sick. I can't control my liking for you or the fear of approaching. You can go now, how far you can go How far away, don’t let me see you or show up in my world, you go!"

　　 The whole world is cold.

　　What does life mean?

　　 has the world, but she can't be alone, and is still so embarrassing in front of her.

　　 Liked by a sick man, she may feel sick, uncomfortable, and unwell.

　　 seemed to have her disdainful eyes in her mind. After all, staying away from the sick person is a reaction that every normal woman should have. He still has nothing to die.

　　 shouldn’t come, and shouldn’t be extravagant.

　　 Just hide and pay attention to her silently, why do you want to come over, why disgust her.

he just--

　　 The man who has fallen into deep self-disgust has used the horn tips that he has never drilled in his life.

　　 did not wait for the expected response, he opened his eyes again, but saw that she was holding his hand, this action is not surprising.

　　 Actually, the silence of the previous life has never been so active.

　　 She was always in a state protected by him and helped by him, passively bearing everything he gave, but this seemingly irreversible distance changed after rebirth.

　　 "Tell me, who did it."

　　 Under the calm voice, there is a huge smell of gunpowder.

　　Everyone who knows about silence should know~www.readwn.com~ The more she is calm, the more gentle, the more peaceful, the more representative she is uncomfortable at this time.

　　 And now, her discomfort has broken through the sky.

　　Who dares to move him?

　　Who is this person's surname, where do they live, how much income, how many people in the family, are there pets, where is the ancestral grave...

　　 First ruined his people, cut off his wealth, separated his family, gave away his pet cats and dogs, and finally changed the feng shui of the ancestral grave.

　　 This is all a series of thoughts. After the injury, there will be no forgiveness. Those who dare to move him will have to pay the price.

　　 "It has nothing to do with you." He was overwhelmed by her weird reaction, normal reaction, shouldn't it be disgust, nausea or something, where did this little flame of hatred come from?

　　 Although she did not speak very loudly, he could just feel her uncomfortable.

　　 "I ask again, who did it."

　　 Seeing that he didn't say, Qian Mo dragged the chair directly, sitting opposite him in a standard leading posture, picked up an apple placed on the head of the bed, and hurriedly peeled off the apple peel.

　　 Yu Changmo has never been afraid of anything in this life. Except for the woman in front of him, he swallowed saliva, inexplicably thinking that he was the apple in her hand.

　　 "I once had a bad dream, that Lin Xiang was unhappy for me, and I cut him off."

　　 Such violent words were spoken by her in such a gentle voice, and coupled with the textbook-level apple-cutting posture, it felt quite violent aesthetic.

　　 "I hate ink when I speak, I have asked it twice, and again--"

　　 The knife glowed with cold light and clicked into the flesh of yellowing fragrance. The juice splashed into his hands, so cold that he sat up in a conditioned reflex.

　　 "Say, who did it." She was gentle and gentle, and the years were quiet.