In this way, suffering, finally, ushered in life, met Shen Luo's search and rescue team, and then finally, back to her side, met her.

Looking back in the twinkling of an eye, I found that the past was really unimaginable.

I couldn't wait to call her. When I heard her on the other end of the phone, she blurted out: "did you find Mo Yanke?"

That yearning, almost let him cry, because how did not think of, just such a phone call, just how listen, feel is so miss.

She missed him as much as he missed her.

She and he, in fact, never separated. In fact, they are always together.

It's nice to be able to hear her voice and confirm her safety.

Can really see her, but found not good, she was thin, too thin, thin to stab his eyes, that small face, originally thin, now looks more thin, face is not good, tears are still hanging in the corner of the eye.

Sure enough, she would not take care of herself if he was not with her!

Dream, my dream,

let you be wronged, let you be wronged!

Never again, never again!

Greedy kiss, tells his thirst, tells his guilt, tells his regret, tells his heart pain, tells his persistence, tells his promise.

Dream dream, I came back alive, so, don't cry, everything has passed, has passed, will be good in the future, will be good.

Don't cry, don't cry!

Chest pain, in the pressure on him, reminds should end this kiss. But, reluctant! He wanted to kiss her until the end of time; he wanted to hold her and witness forever!

Chest pain, began to sharp, but he is enjoying in this pain, bloody, so cruel, but so beautiful.

He is happy, even feel that he must be crazy, not the first time to go to the hospital for treatment, but here with his own woman kiss. He seemed to miss the taste too much.

He finally hugged her and kissed her. This time, she is alive, no longer an illusion, but real, can feel her heartbeat.

But sharp pain, finally let the throat suddenly gush a smell of sweet, he was forced helpless, quickly let go of her. The chest pain is already reminding him that he can't go on like this, the sweat on his forehead is so permeated out, a little bit.

But don't let her know!

Don't let her worry!

She looked at him stupidly, still a pair of lost soul by his kiss. Her eyes were covered with tears, and her eyes were full of water vapor. It was so beautiful and pure, just like before! All his fatigue and bitterness, in such eyes, such eyes, all fade.

She is everything to him. As long as he sees her well, then he feels that everything he bears on the isolated island is worth it.

Fortunately, he met her at the most wanton time in his life, and then plundered her strongly.

"Wife..."

Swallow that fishy sweet, he gently smile, holding her face, with his hand, a pen to describe her.

"I'm sorry!"

He was willful, he didn't let go completely. If not for the bulletproof jacket that she insisted on at last, how could he stand here. If he had listened to her and didn't come here, he wouldn't have worked so hard today.

"Sorry..." This time, he let go!

"Don't say sorry Don't say sorry... "

She was crying, shaking her head wildly, and touching his face with trembling fingers.

"When you come back, don't say sorry, don't say Don't say It's gone, it's all gone It's all in the past. As long as you're alive, as long as you're good, don't say sorry to me. You're not wrong. It's not your fault. We're not wrong. "

To say the wrong person, it should be that fence, that vicious woman, who can achieve that kind of situation, can have the idea of dying together. Mo Yanke spent so much effort to save her, but she did so. How much hatred is hidden in her heart, and she has to achieve that kind of situation.

But now, even if he has no complaints in his heart. Because this man looks so embarrassed.

Why is he so thin? His cheeks are sunken, his eyes are sunken, his lips are cracked, his beard is torn, and he looks like an African refugee.

Ah Ke, her ah Ke, her good man, has become like this.

How hard it is for him. How did he come over? How did he come over for more than half a month? What happened.

"Don't say sorry It's my fault I didn't pick you up early It's my mistake. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have left there. I should have waited there. "

He once covered her small mouth, dumb voice, black eyes, pain but deep feeling."It's not your fault Don't say I'm sorry. It's all over. As long as I'm alive, we'll be fine. Don't say I'm sorry. It's all over. "

"Ah Ke" tears, but it is sour with sweet, because this man came back, this man is still alive, then it means that this thing is still good, as long as it is alive, then it is very good, everything will be better.

"Well, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, look at you, your eyes are swollen, I will be distressed, don't cry, to be good, I'm back, don't cry."

Coax her, he is still Mo Yanke, a powerful man, a man like an umbrella. Her husband, her man, her day, when he comes back, he will be able to support her day again.

"Don't cry, my heart aches!"

"But I'm also distressed. Look at you. How did you become like this? What did you say you experienced? You look so haggard."

She grabbed his big hand and reached for her chest.

"Here, it used to hurt, but now it doesn't hurt, because you're back." She cried and laughed, raising a sense of love.

Under the dark yellow light, two equally thin people, also haggard for love, embrace and kiss each other at this moment, which makes many people cry.

Shen Luo embraces Kang Xiaole and Fang Yucheng embraces Xiao Lv. Everyone can't bear to see such a picture. All the people are glad to be back. Fortunately, they are alive. These two people have experienced too much suffering. It's really not easy. It's not easy, but at least God is good.

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