Sweetheart,Come Back!

"So you insist on being with Linglong?"

"I won't be with her, it's just a name."

"Not even fame." A fame is enough to be a stumbling block for him all his life. There is a delicate and serious girl on it. Who will make him a little girl and live a lifetime without fame and share. Besides, the girl in his heart is the eldest lady of the Lin family in Beichuan.

"Mom, I have a sense of propriety in my business, so you can leave it alone, will you?" The evening Jin speech is afraid of stimulation to Rong Zhen, can only bear to talk.

"What if I don't agree?"

"I'm an adult..."

"Yes, I didn't take care of you when you were a child. Now I have no right to control you. You go. "

"Mom, don't do that."

"You go out."

Mu Jin Yan slowly pursed his lips. He didn't want his mother to be sad, but he had signed an agreement with Linglong. He couldn't promise his mother.

He thought that when his mother calmed down, he would coax her and put it off for the time being.

As for the future, it is natural to take a step and see a step.

He nodded his head gently and said, "OK, I'll go out. You'll have a rest first."

The evening Jin speech rises.

Rong Zhen turns and faces the dresser, no longer looking at him.

The evening Jin speech in the heart is afflicted to the extreme, dark took a breath, slowly retreated two steps, just turned to walk toward the door.

Every step he took, he looked back and looked at Rong Zhen's eyes from the mirror. Suddenly, he had a bad feeling.

Here, see Rong Zhen looking at her from the mirror, suddenly both hands hold the knife in hand just now, suddenly stab at oneself.

"No way, mom."

Evening Jin words fly back, but Rong Zhen is on his back, he rushed over, but also can not stop Rong Zhen's movement, can only arm around the mother's body, holding the blade.

The blade cuts his palm and stabs into Rong Zhen's body.

There is the hand block of the evening Jin words, only a section of blade did not enter the body of Rong Zhen.

Blood slowly gushed out of Rong Zhen's body.

But Rong Zhen is still exerting force on her hand, trying to stab the whole knife into her body.

The evening Jin speech is about to go mad, holding the blade to death, does not let the blade no longer enter the Rong Zhen's body.

Evening Jin said that the blood from the palm and the blood of Rong Zhen melt together, gurgling down.

Although not the whole knife into the body, but the situation is also very bad, Rong Zhen's face quickly white. Cold way: "let go."

"Mom, please, don't do this." Tears came up, the eyes of the evening Jin speech blurred, but he did not dare to move.

The knife stabbed into the heart. As long as he could rest assured, the knife would enter another point, and his mother would die on the spot.

"Don't do that. What can I do? Do you want to live and watch you continue to degenerate? Jin Yan, I can't do it. I made the evil, harmed you and an Yin, I already feel guilty and want to die. Now I'm still living on it. I just hope I can see you. How can I wash my guilty feeling in my heart I don't want to watch any more... "

Rong Zhen was injured and said these words in one breath. Her physical strength began to run out of support, and her brain began to be a little confused.

The evening Jin speech sees Rong Zhen's face more and more white, the eyes also some lax, knows the situation is not good, but dare not loose, anxious head bursts of black.

The sound insulation effect of the room is excellent. When the door is closed, he shouts and he can't hear it outside.

He can't even ask for help now.

Rong Zhen now this situation, if not sent to the hospital in time for rescue, may be finished.