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Perhaps it was almost early autumn, and the wind at night was somewhat cool, and Qin Jin's skin made people shudder.

The light in the ancient garden of the mountain stream is dim. From the sky, it looks like a galaxy floating in a forest.

In the quiet courtyard at the corner of the galaxy, only the wind blowing the exorcism bell, the sound of jingle bells, like the ancient and ancient Sanskrit.

Yan Ge stood in the middle of the bluestone courtyard, the blood on his shoulders oozed out a little, and Qing Jun's face was as white as paper in the night.

Yan Mu wears a black and white contrast color dress, which is truly awesome. With a small stack of paper in her hand, she went down the steps to the opposite side of the speech, glanced at his wound, and then at the doctor. A glance made the doctor highly nervous and immediately went to see the speech injury.

"Go away," he said coldly.

The doctor stopped stepping forward.

Zhen Yi stared at the blood on his shoulder, his eyes reddening again.

"Speech" she whispered to him, distressed and sad. Take a step forward, slowly, tentatively, to catch his hand. In fact, what else do I want to say, but hesitant to speak.

A moment ago, he exuded an inaccessible cold temperament around him, and as soon as he heard the panic and anxiety in her words, he calmed down a little.

He turned his eyes and looked at her for a few seconds. After all, he sat on the stone bench in the hospital and asked the doctor to treat him again.

Yan Mu looked at Zhen Yi with an unpredictable look. She followed beside Yan Ge and looked nervously, and kept whispering: "Doctor, please be gentle."

Silently speaking, he could see that his heart was quiet.

Mother Yan turned her head and glanced at An Yao: "At the beginning, Yan Xu intercepted the person who investigated you, and what happened in your middle school was concealed. But I actually know all about it. Because he is so exhausted, I do n’t want to take it down. , Just pretending not to know. This kind of thing, our family will not mind. The speaker's people will never underestimate the scars of others. But this time ... "

The paper in the mother's hands was thrown in front of her:

"What is the purpose of your approach to Yan Xu? You have heard what he said just now, and look at what the **** you did to him?"

"I don't have it." An Yao shook his head. "I just love him without any purpose."

"Love him and be responsible for the disaster you brought him."

An Yao was also calm and said, "Auntie, even if you don't ask, I will surrender myself. It's just" She picked up the papers and threw them into the side censer, the flames lifted and her eyes were red Yes, "Don't tell Yan Xu what's inside."

"I know what is best for him." Yan Mu finished, turned to enter the house to take care of Yan Yan.

The wind in the late summer and early autumn is slightly cool. On the stone steps in front of the courtyard, the moonlight is like water.

By the cobblestone road, a tree of phoenix flowers was in full bloom.

The night sky in the mountains is lower than the city. The black, clear, and star-studded stars seem to be within reach.

Zhen Yi looked at the night sky and felt that it was not as sunny as it was. The conversation between An Yao and Yan Mu was too weird just now, and she was completely puzzled.

An Yao sat on the steps, next to Zhen Yi. She hugged her legs and looked at the bright starry sky without saying a word, as if she was nostalgic. Is it the stars near you, or the scent of osmanthus at the entrance of Yan Xu Garden?

Words leaned against the wooden fence, lowering his head slightly, he was silent.

After sitting for a while, An Yao squeezed the wind-blown hair as if it was okay, her beautiful face was clean, and she said, "I will go first."

Before he got up, he said lightly: "No."

An Yao was stunned.

He turned his eyes: "Yan Xu won't let you go. Since he entrusted me, I will definitely not let you go."

Zhen Yi said nothing. The "brother" that I said just now means this.

The mother told An Yao to surrender herself. It was because An Yao's blade didn't kill Xu Mo. She pushed him into the water again. This is not self-defense.

"There is nothing to walk around. This is my own will. Even if my aunt doesn't say it, I will surrender."

Her eyes were light, and she fell on the daisies by the fence. She seemed a little dazed, and her tone was still consistent: "I am not good enough to marry him. He ..."

At the mention of Yan Xu, her voice had a very slight ups and downs, as if it was not easy to control, but after all, she took a slow breath and regained calm: "He is too good for me, I am unworthy. He does not let me Go to the police station to surrender and refuse to let me go. Because the emotion is too excited, the aunt will treat him so ... "

Speaking of which, An Yao lowered his head and covered his face with his long hair, unable to see his expression clearly, his voice was in the night breeze, but he was lonely:

"When he wakes up and can't see me, it's time to keep his head down for a few days and stop talking."

Zhen Yiyi wanted to say something like this, sad.

Looking back, the red gauze fluttered in the wind on the corridor of the courtyard, like a warm and soft dream.

That beautiful and light, red like mist, is the color of the wedding tomorrow ...

Just one step closer to getting married.

Zhen Yi was sad: "An Yao, why are you? Is it like the sayings, you have known Xu Mo for a long time?"

"Yes, I knew Xu Mo very early." She looked up and her face became calm again. It was summed up in a simple sentence. "At that time, I didn't know his name, but he insulted me, so he became I know it all. "

Such a thing, she actually spoke lightly. But it should be deeply hatred in my heart.

How can An Yao's life experience be so pitiful, so she has a character that is now so cold as ice. Obviously with the only wait, but also ...

Zhen Yi's throat choked, and at this moment it finally understood what An Yao's phrase "I'd rather not be beautiful" meant.

Yan Ge stood under the laurel tree, frowning almost imperceptibly, half of what happened to An Yao and half of the burnt paper.

He lowered his eyes for a moment, and slowly said: "Yu Xu doesn't mind."

Later, I wanted to say "things have passed for a long time", but after considering it, there was no exit.

An Yao listened, smiled unexpectedly, and was very gentle: "Yes, he doesn't mind. Tell me not to indulge in the past, it will be good in the future, just like that. I thought it would be like this ..."

The smile faded.

"But when I saw Xu Mo, those memories were like poisonous insects. I didn't want to think about it, but I couldn't control it. He also appeared in front of me day by day, reminding me of past humiliation."

Her hand was shaking gently, trying to restrain it from becoming a fist.

"In my life, I asked myself that there was nothing I wanted to pursue, and what I wanted was only words.

Cardiac surgery is my means of life, and words are my life.

In my life, I am alone, many things, do not care. What happened that year was more prideful than the body and the so-called chastity. At that time, I didn't have much time to die or live, because at that time, I thought that life would go through step by step. At that time, I didn't think that I would meet a loved one.

Encountered, I wish I was with him for the first time. After encountering words, such regrets often make me want to live. It became the thorn in my heart, the greatest regret in my life. "

Will people kill because of the past 8 years ago, or is the hatred of the past breeding and fermenting every day, becoming the dark corner of the heart?

Zhen Yi didn't understand, and it was not easy to ask, but he heard An Yao saying again: "It was originally intended to endure. But, the most ridiculous, Zhen Yi, do you know what it is?"

Zhen Yi looked at her quietly and saw that she was really smiling, but the smile was so sad: "Xu Mo, he doesn't remember me."

"Oh, it's not funny. Since I got engaged a year ago, and now the wedding is approaching, I regret every day. And he suddenly appeared in front of me and forgot all the damage he had done to me! Let me save him, It's so hateful. Later I thought that he should pretend not to know me. Because he kept saying that he was not ill, one day, he suddenly re-exported that he wanted to make my past humiliating experience public and my latest marriage news.

The words listened, and frowned quietly.

Zhen Yi thought, Xu Mo really stepped on An Yao's dead hole one after another. But even when saying this, An Yao's tone is very light.

"But, besides that, he treats me as a doctor very piously. For patients, I can't do my best, and I can't kill people with medicine."

Zhen Yi wanted to get An Yao to hate him while being bound by her professional ethics, but also to get the pain of her almost madness. Quietly asked: "Xu Mo uses this to threaten you to change his mind?"

"Yes. In those days, he used this to threaten me every day, forcing me to operate on him. I never agreed. Marriage is approaching, Yan Xu will come to the hospital to pick me up from time to time, once, Xu Mo almost rushed out . "

Zhen Yi suddenly thought of that time. The four of them were talking at the door of Huaisheng's ward. At that time, some people looked at Anya with a sneaky look.

She is threatened by a delusional follow-up every day.

Zhen Yi: "You guessed Xu Mo had delusions and knew he would get worse, but you want to use his delusions?"

"Yes." An Yao replied, "I think he will kidnap me sooner or later, so let go of it and prepare to kill him in the name of self-defense by the opportunity of being kidnapped. But Zhenyi, at most I thought he just wanted to I had a stent operation for him, and I never thought he would have a heart transplant. I thought he would only kidnap me alone, and he would not kidnap the baby. During the kidnapping process, because the baby was always in his hands, I was pinned In the end, self-defense killed him, but instead put him in a dangerous situation. "

"Until the last escape, I went back and killed him." An Yao was silent for a while, as if he had finally finished speaking, and he could explain the matter later, "I really don't deserve the words. When he wakes up, please take care of him. , Tell him not to be sad. "

"If you really fall in love, who is more deserving of accounting, that is just a bystander's remarks." Zhen Yi said, "If we call him not sad, will he not be sad?"

An Yao froze, and finally left without saying a word.

Yange stood beside the wooden fence, and the wind blew wicker over his shoulder. He looked unpredictably, and asked lightly, "Are you going to lie to the police like this?"

An Yao's back again, but did not turn around.

"My mother asked you to surrender, saying that after stabbing Xu Mo, you drowned him in the water."

"This is the fact."

"Explain why they used tranquilizers to deal with words."

An Yao is calm as usual: "Yan Xu will not allow me to surrender, but I want to atone for my actions."

"Liar." Interrupted in a concise manner.

He put his hands in his pockets and straightened up from the leaning railing, "Yan Xu is not a good citizen who will assist the police, but he is by no means unreasonable. You don't surrender, he won't mind; but if you surrender , He will not block. He will fully respect any of your choices. "

An Yao replied: "He is. But Auntie said he would cancel our wedding. I would not be allowed to come to the speaker again, nor would he be allowed to meet me again. So, he was out of control."

At this moment, An Yao was still calm and unable to withstand the storm. Zhen Yi couldn't help thinking of the last lie detector at the police station. She was the kind of person with a strong inner heart?

Zhen Yi stood on the cold stone steps at night, her heart was cold, and her breathing was not smooth.

She didn't know who was true or not, and she couldn't tell if An Yao had lied. But, she was a little scared. If it was n’t An Yao who killed, and she was going to surrender, then ...

She looked at An Yao's thin and lonely back, and suddenly felt very distressed.

But in the night, An Yao's voice was extremely deserted: "People killed me. He ruined me once 8 years ago, and he forgot to be clean; 8 years later, he apologized without saying a word, and continued to ruin my life. Together. Should I not kill him? "

The lilac beauty cherry blossoms on the side of the road opened brightly. When the wind blew, a few petals twirled, falling lightly, and fell on An Yao's shoulder. She wore a navy blue embroidered skirt, and her back was stunningly beautiful.

The night wind blew her long hair flying, and she happened to be standing in the shade of the trees. The dense trees covered the milky lights, and she seemed to be hiding in the darkness.

Her indifferent voice seemed to come from a far away: "I have a very happy life these days. But unfortunately, I am still such an evil and hateful woman. Driven by evil thoughts, I forget my heart. Now, it should be Say goodbye. Words, Zhen Yi, you must be happy ... "

She stood for a while, and on several occasions she leaned forward and tried to move, but she was unsuccessful, as if there was something invisible and powerful behind her.

For a long time, she said softly, "I want to look back again ..."

A word scattered in the misty wind, carrying endless thoughts.

Only a few steps away, she was no longer allowed to enter his courtyard.

When she finally made up her mind to go, she said lightly: "Yan Xu will not agree with you. He wants to surrender instead of letting you go for him."

Zhen Yi closed her eyes weakly, as it was.

And An Yao in front, there is no movement. Such a solitary, lonely back, stubborn, carrying her love on his shoulders.

At this moment, Zhen Yi found that An Yao, like her, was even worse than her.

In her life, there is only verbal love.

Yes, she will live; if not, she will die.

"Dr. Ann." Yan Ge used a strange name, "You are a doctor of cardiac surgery, if you really want to kill Xu Mo, with the hatred of the killing, will your knife miss his heart?"

An Yao held his back, holding his hand gently.

"You really hate Xu Mo and you wish to kill him. But there is a distance between the thought and the action. Everything you just said may be true or it may be to give yourself sufficient motivation to kill.

I think, either you really want to kill him, but at the last moment you repent; or you are really self-defense. "

Or, another possibility, he does n’t want to say for now.

An Yao still insisted on his own opinion: "The first killing was a little scared, so my hands were shaking, and this was the second time he was killed."

"If this is the case, the logic is even more unreasonable." The line of thinking is extremely clear. "Whether you are a true self-defense or a fake self-defense, your design purpose is to clarify the relationship with the deliberate murder.

It's too risky to change a murderous tactic.

Xu Mo is a man. Under normal circumstances, a woman does not have enough power to sink him into the water unless he is seriously injured. Killing someone who has been seriously injured cannot constitute self-defense.

This contradicts your original purpose. "

He can tear through other people's lies at any time.

"The situation tonight should be that when playing chess, Yan Xu heard that Xu Mo was drowning, and was surprised to find that he killed Xu Mo, so he decided to surrender."

Zhen Yi froze, a little confused.

Anyao's shoulder collapsed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Yan Yan saw through: "I'm right."

Anyao knows what to say is futile: "How do you know?"

Yan Yan's eyes were silent, and it seemed deeper and deeper in the night: "I know what character my brother is. No matter what the situation, he will not kill. This is the family motto of the Yan Family."

"Yu Xu was very closed all his life. He didn't come into contact with the outside world. All his moral concepts and codes of conduct came from family mottos. He silently remembered and followed them obediently. There is also a sentence in the family motto. Guard your family.

He treats you as a family member, so he does everything to protect you.

That night, we couldn't find where you are. It was Yan Xu who discovered that the load-bearing design and vents of the plant were problematic, saying that there must be a basement and even drawing a map. He wanted to go down with me and was stopped by me. But later, he must go down to find you by himself, but saw Xu Mo fall in the pool of blood. He guessed that you killed someone, and guessed that you would pretend to be self-defense. But he was still afraid that you might be suspected. In order to create more signs of struggling, he pushed Xu Mo's body into the water. I want to interfere with the police. But I didn't expect ... "

He said nothing more.

Zhen Yi's spine was cold, the night wind was so cold, the cold hair blowing all over her body was erected, she didn't know what kind of feeling she felt in her heart, sad, distressed, and complaining of God's will.

The words were endless, but she got it.

But I didn't expect that Xu Mo might have shocked, but he didn't die ...

Zhen Yi trembled and asked, "How does Yan Xu know that An Yao must have killed Xu Mo?"

"There are not many people who can feel in Yan Xu's life. However, he can be particularly sensitive to those who can feel. Even if An Yao pretends to be okay, he will feel wrong, so he will send people to watch at all times. she was.

When he heard from me that Xu Mo had delusions, he immediately understood his relationship with An Yao. He knows An Yao too well. Such a neuropathy harassed for so long, she did not move. He knew then that An Yao wanted to kill himself in self-defense. "

To this day, An Yao dropped his head, and his tears fell silently: "It's me who hurt the words."

She turned to look at Zhen Yi and smiled, but she was extremely miserable. "When I saw that you were pressed by Xu Mo's gun and refused to kill Officer Lin, I cried. Zhen Yi, I should learn from you.

When I returned to find Xu Mo, I was hesitant, maybe I didn't really want to kill Xu Mo. But later, he saw that everyone was gone, because I was really self-defense, but it was too late.

It's my fault. "

"You didn't harm him." The words and expressions stood in the wind with a faint expression. "Everyone should be responsible for their own actions and should bear the consequences caused by themselves.

The wrong thing he did, as long as he wanted, the family could make it worthless. But the vivid idea is too simple and stubborn. If you make a mistake, you must be punished. You must surrender and apologize to the victim's family.

None of you know how to respect his decision.

My mother refused to let him go and imprisoned him. She hates you for letting Yan Xu fall into today's situation. No matter what you are, forcing you to blame, you are confused? "

"It's not my confusion, it's really my fault."

The voice of the speech is very low, with the coolness of the night breeze: "You are hurting people, he is unintentional; but to surrender yourself by distorting the facts like this is a conspiracy. You bear the consequences of two people alone, which is vivid. Did you see it? Have you considered his feelings? "

"But I can't watch him being forced to ask in court, 'Do you really think that Xu Mo is dead or deliberately'. I can't risk him being convicted of murder. He didn't know that Xu Mo was still alive at that time, but who believed What about? "

An Yao shivered, and there was a faint glow in his eyes.

This is always the case, only Yan Xu will call her mood swings,

"Yan Xu is such a simple person. He learned that Xu Mo did not die when he pushed Xu Mo into the water. Do you know his mood at that moment? Guilt, self-blame, shame, hate, and he could kill him. You let him go In the face of Xu Mo ’s parents and words, do you have patience? "

The words were silent.

Zhen Yi's tears came out at once.

Recall that not long ago, when Xu Mo died of drowning, the chess piece in Yan Xu's hand fell on the board. At that time, his expression was pale, dead, and barren, as if his mind was extinguished.

Zhen Yi stepped forward and gently took An Yao ’s hand: “My lawyer ’s license is back, and I can help Yan Xu fight the lawsuit.”

"A famous barrister is useless. The aunt won't let the words come to life; taking a ten thousand steps back, even if I take the normal channel, I can't bear the risk of the court convicting him of murder. It's me who hurt me, let me bear it. "

An Yao is about to go, and her speech stepped forward and stopped in front of her: "Yan Xu will not let you surrender for him. If he wakes up and hears this news, it will be a great blow to him."

An Yao's tears fell like rain, but he was resolutely determined: "I have made up my mind."

The words are still unyielding: "And I agreed to words."

"An Yao, what are you still doing here?" Yan Mu didn't know when she came out, and she looked stern. "The police car has reached the gate."

An Yao didn't complain to Yan Mu at all, and bowed deeply: "Auntie, please ask you to take care of Yan Xu."

"Mother." Yange said, saying one by one, "Please respect the mood of Yan Xu."

"What mood?" Yan mother said with a sneer from the corner of her lips. "Because the so-called love ghosts are obsessed with doing things that violate the family training and harm others? This girl ..."

She pointed to An Yao.

"I used to treat her like a daughter and what she got. What she got was a guilt and a smear of her life! This would be the guilt and taint of Yan Xu's life. She hurt my son, your brother!"

In fact, Yan Jia can save her by one hand, and take this incident in one stroke, but her mother hates so much that she must discard An Yao.

An Yao's tears fell in sorrow.

Mother Yan stared at her speech and almost gritted her teeth: "There is also you, respecting the mood of Yan Xu? Speech, do n’t say such things to your mother again, please do n’t be emotional anymore, please respect your mother ’s mood."

Speaking of which, she burst into tears in her beautiful eyes, trembling,

"If you can, compared to your mood, I would rather keep you in the mountains for a lifetime and keep you safe for a lifetime. The last thing I regret in my life is that I respected your mood 8 years ago and let you go alone ..."

"Mother!" Yange Jiyan stopped her words, a rare panic and nervousness flashed in her dark eyes. Almost at the same moment, his eyes flicked to Zhen Yi quickly.

She was confused and confused, and she couldn't touch her head, making him faintly distressed.

Yan Mu raised her lips: "Are you still thinking about her mood? Well, then consider her safety by the way."

The threat in this remark was too obvious, and Zhen Yi heard it.

For a few seconds, she panicked and ran a few steps down the stairs, and ran to him against the night breeze, holding his hand gently and anxiously. Walking hurriedly, he ran towards him, and the expression that he would fear for another eight years would make him feel like a knife.

Her soft little hand penetrated into his palm, and his heart settled down, and he responded to her, slowly and tightly holding her.

She seemed to finally feel at ease, and whispered in his ear: "Speak, do what you think is right, don't worry about me."

He was shocked in his heart and got her love, how lucky he should be in his life.

God is favored.

He held her hand tighter, looked at his mother, and said calmly: "I said, I won't let An Yao go before Yan Yan woke up; People, "I'm here, who dares to touch her?"

Everyone was silent, and the mother said nothing for a long time, squinting slightly, and looked at her son in silence.

The night wind blew up the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a white and full forehead, and the entire face was beautiful and beautiful.

The two sons were autistic since they were young, and they didn't care about the things in the family like those of the uncle's generation.

But blood is status. If the father does not speak, the mother alone cannot limit the power of the adult son.

The night was thick, Yan Mu looked at the bright moonlight, his portrait of his father's face, handsome, indifferent, but with an innate momentum.

Like his father, she did not know her good intentions.

She glanced at Zhen Yi, such a dangerous woman, he even approached her again, leaving her in a dizzy head.

Still stalemate, a scream came suddenly from the yard: "Master!"

"Master is gone!"

The mother and everyone returned immediately.

The expression was stunned for a second, and he immediately went around the back of the courtyard, and saw that the laurel tree outside the courtyard wall had broken off several branches.

Zhen Yi was amazed and glanced at the open wooden window: "Yan Xu jumped upstairs? Ke Anyao is here."

"He didn't go to An Yao, but to ..."

He paused, an idea flashed through his head, and his palms immediately became cold.

"He can't drive!"

Suddenly, like the wind, he ran to Xiangyan Xu's parking lot.

Yan Mu said that the police had been waiting at the gate, and Yan Xu would have to grab himself in front of An Yao and surrender, which is one kilometer from the gate. If you don't drive, you will definitely be intercepted by people at home.

Zhen Yi was frightened, and ran away, but he saw Yan Xu's rear lights disappearing into the night.

In the parking lot surrounded by green vines, all the world's top sports cars are quietly parked, and Lamborghini Cadillac Ferrari Porsches are all different.

She remembered An Yao saying that she had little interest, and when she had nothing to do, she would stay alone in the parking lot to repair the car, dismantle a good car and assemble it intact.

Day after day, he resembled a diligent little robot, dismantled and repaired.

He can play with himself all day, and she can watch him play quietly all day.

Sunrise and sunset, the seasons change, the flowers of the treetops fail and bloom again, and the beauty of the mountains is ever-changing. In fact, it is a warm and tearful scene.

She remembers An Yao saying, do n’t look at how much a man has paid for you, but how much this man has paid for you.

There is no doubt that Yan Xu gave An Yao all he could give.

Words are also, for her, to break through his natural limits one at a time.

Zhen Yi chased into the chase and walked into the car. He looked quietly on the side, clutching the steering wheel with both hands. Too hard and too hard. She saw the wound on his shoulder began to ooze again.

But at this time she was unable to comfort because of weakness; he radiated a cold and highly tense and even panic atmosphere around him, and in front of him was a brother who had telepathy with him.

The distance of one kilometer has never been that long.

Soon, more cars poured out of the ancient bluestone road in all directions, and the colorful and staggered headlights cut through the tranquil night in the garden.

At one moment, the words suddenly seemed to be pushed hard by someone, almost lying on the steering wheel. Zhen Yi was frightened and turned his head to look. His face was pale, holding his hand firmly to grasp the chest, and the blue muscles on his forehead burst into pain.

Zhen Yi knew that he felt the pain in his words.

Somehow, at that moment, she thought of Xu Mo, the one who said that she felt distressed but the whole world did not understand.

It was only this moment of sadness that I found this pathetic.

The gate of the manor and the flashing warning lights were vaguely visible in front.

"Speech ..." Looking at this dull, sore look of her pain alone, her heart was dying of pain, slowly covering his hand, and the temperature of his skin was astonishingly cold.

At the same time, there were several dull and violent impacts not far ahead

The leaves are rustling, and the sleeping birds at night are like fireworks, spreading their wings to the sky ...

Yan Xu's car rolled over and collapsed in the ditch beside the road. The car's body twisted and changed shape, and the people in the cab were still.

"Speech!"

Yange jumped out of the car, stepped on the water, ran to the car, crawled into the car to drag him, but he was stuck in the car, his eyes closed, his face pale and terrible.

He was blood from head to toe ...

The people who followed followed all jumped into the water, trying to save words, but the space was too small and there was nowhere to put effort.

The fuel tank ruptured and the white petrol waggled the cab to flush the cab.

When Zhen Yi ran over, he saw the blood stains of gasoline spreading and flowing in the water channel, washed over the pebbles, and the water gurgled; the air was permeated with a pungent **** smell and the smell of gasoline.

She was trembling with shock, seeing the words completely drilled into the cab.

She knew she should n’t do this or say such things, but she was too scared to shake her whole body. She threw herself under the overturned car and pulled him before she came down with tears.

She lay in the stream, hugged his legs, sobbed and cried: "If you come out, the car will explode, you come out! Don't do this, please don't do this!"

The cold spring water overflowed the wound on her foot, and her legs trembled in pain, but she couldn't let go, and tried to pull him out.

"Words, please, don't do this! I will be afraid of you, I will be afraid of you!"

But he was stubborn, and the whole body was so tight that she couldn't drag him.

He was stubborn and stubborn, still making his legs vivid.

She felt him trembling, silent, forbearing, silent.

He was afraid.

She had never seen him so sad and flustered, and the leaked gasoline sprinkled on him regardless.

The shoulder injury was completely torn again, blood and gasoline mixed together, and Zhen Yi looked at the pain in his heart, but he could not feel his own pain.

"Yan Xu! Yan Xu! ..."

He called him with a low voice, as if from the deepest part of his heart, with extreme tension and panic.

In a narrow space, when he was panicked and panicked, Yan Xu grabbed his arm.

Yan Xu's head was full of blood, as was the palm of his hand, holding a **** recording pen, and the corners of his lips weakly overflowed with a few words: "Give this to the police. Please ..."

"Go by yourself!" Yange's lips were shaking, pulling his stuck leg hard.

"I'm sorry." Yan Xu's eyes were empty as if returning to the light, and his tone was weak like a feather.

"The family motto says, no homicide is allowed. I violated the family motto, and I am not a qualified speaker. The family motto also says that to protect family members, such as Sheng ... Anyao ... is my family. Protect her; do n’t let her surrender for something she has n’t done, but also protect her; but why does her mother disagree. The family motto also says that if you do something wrong, you will be punished, but your mother will not let it.

Brother, I do n’t quite understand many things. "

Tears slowly accumulated in his dark eyes, and he was shocked in the night: "Brother, at that time, the kidnapper was wet and cold. I really thought ... he was dead."

"I'm sorry. I did a bad thing that can't be redeemed." His tears fell crystally. "Brother, please help me and save her."

I did n’t know what I said and did n’t listen. The quiet people who were always quiet went crazy: “Yan Xu, please help me and save you! You pull your legs out with a little effort.”

But the words didn't move, as if what he just said had consumed all his strength. He was covered in blood, but his eyes were clean, and he looked purely at the void, and gradually began to loosen ...

"Yan Xu!" An Yao's stern cry cut through the night sky.

She ran all the way and saw the scene of the car accident at the moment. She was stunned and madly wanted to jump into the water, but was stopped by the police.

Approaching at this moment is already very dangerous.

"Yan Xu! Yan Xu!"

An Yao burst into tears and cried, "You save him, you save him." He punched and kicked, but was stopped by the police, unable to get close. She screamed in despair and cried, "Let me go, Let me go! Yan Xu! Yan Xu !!! "

I don't know if I heard An Yao's voice, and his dark and sharp eyes focused slowly, staring at An Yao who was crying and struggling not far away, still.

That look, quiet, persistent, as clear as a thousand years.

He stared at her from afar, close to the horizon, his lips moved, and he seemed to want to say something, but only a tear fell down. It turned out to be reluctant, but after all, he slowly lowered his head, and there was no more voice.

The people looking for fire extinguishers and saws haven't come yet, but the gasoline in the car is no longer waiting for people, and dangerous breaths are accumulating every minute and every second. The policeman who had come to help began to pull people, and one grabbed Zhen Yi's arm and dragged him ashore.

Zhen Yi grabbed her speech and cried in horror: "Speech, do n’t be like this, do n’t be like this! You come out first, the car will explode, you come out! Speech, I beg you! You are like this, I Will be afraid. Please don't do this. "

But he pulled Yan Xu fiercely, never let go, word by word, low and hoarse, with more sorrow and desolation than night: "Yan Xu, don't give up; Yan Wu, we are twins, one Nor can he die. "

He held Zhen Yi's hand in his backhand, and Zhen Yi had a hunch, and his heart was empty, screaming sternly: "No! Words, I will die if you die. Please don't!"

But when he pulled hard, Zhen Yi's hand was forced to let go.

She was pulled out by the police a few meters away in an instant.

Her heart disappeared for a moment, because, just now, Yan had put the recording pen into her hand.

Such a pair of brothers.

Zhen Yi felt blank in her head, feeling that her heart was unbearably painful and exploded.

At that moment, someone came from all sides holding the fire extinguisher, but it was too late to get close. Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the fragments of the car exploded around.

The fire was rippling across the water, illuminating the entire night sky.

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