Drifting Towards You

Li Xiaoxiao just gave him a shallow smile, becoming paler and weaker.

There is no reason.

Because she knew her silly uncle, there was no bullet in the gun.

He wanted to pay off what he owed, and wanted to be with himself.

He didn't want to hurt her a relative, he didn't want her to be sad.

So he would rather bear everything himself.

She knows, she knows everything.

But... she didn't dare to bet, what if she lost him.

The world is so big that it can function well without anyone, but her world is so small that there was only one him in the past twenty years.

In terms of the dusty universe of the universe, she is just the most insignificant existence.

But in her heart, he is the scorching sun of nine days, a **** who can compete with the sun and the moon.

Li Xiaoxiao clutched Xie Yunfan's hand tightly, and harder, the girl's slender fingers gripped his hand in pain, as if she had some unfulfilled wish.

She watched him speak hard: "Let... let this... all of this, the past is good... bad."

Xie Yunfan's eyes were red, and he stared at her with his lips pressed tightly.

Seeing her lingering silence, a mist of water rose in Li Xiaoxiao's eyes, like tears coming out at any time, revealing an indescribable despair and sadness, full of life, like a life in full bloom. A little bit withered and withered, revealing regret and depression.

After a long while, Xie Yunfan finally said: "Okay, I promise you! But if you die, I will kill him! I will let him go to your funeral!"

Li Xiaoxiao's consciousness became more and more dazed, she smiled at him, tightly held his hand and loosened it a little bit.

The line of sight gradually became hazy, Li Xiaoxiao's gaze stopped on Simocheng's face.

Si Mocheng held her wound tightly with one hand, and said angrily: "Get the car here, hurry up!"

Li Xiaoxiao leaned in his arms and opened his mouth softly, with a soft voice: "Ok...it's a pity...I, I don't seem to be...your bride."

"Xiaoxiao, don't talk, nothing will happen, nothing will happen!" Looking at the little face that became more and more transparent in the sun, Si Mocheng's tears rolled uncontrollably.

He tightly guarded her in his arms, and the whole person trembled: "Nothing will happen, nothing will happen, don't be afraid, I am here, I am always there."

Li Xiaoxiao gently tugged at the corners of her dry lips, is she going to die?

Hey, after her death, her brother and uncle can be together happily. It sounds like this is the perfect ending in a fairy tale.

It just seems a bit regretful that she still failed to be his bride.

Will he be sad, surely.

But she wants him to be happy.

The sun today is so good, the light and shadow penetrate the branches of the trees and cast a shadow.

The autumn sun, with a gentle warmth, is gentle and not dazzling.

"XiaoXiao...XiaoXiao don't sleep, I'll take you to the hospital, let's go to the hospital!" Si Mocheng choked up and said, bruises on the face that had always been cold, and his eyes were about to split.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him and gently opened his lips.

"You...don't be afraid, you...do nothing wrong...so don't blame yourself, in...in my heart...you...you have always been a hero."

The more Li Xiaoxiao said, the more blood spit out from the corner of his mouth, and the tumbling blood bubbles filled the air with a strong smell of blood.

"Stop talking, stop Xiaoxiao! Stop talking!" Si Mocheng cheered up and picked her up.