Face Slapping The Slag Gong System

Suddenly, the scene crashed into Qin Mu’s eyes. He had no time to react. The sound of the sharp brakes sounded, and he only heard a loud bang. The huge roaring sound followed, and the window was shattered by foreign objects. The glass hit him.

In the car that lost balance and slid on the road for nearly a dozen seconds, Qin Mu’s head was blank. He couldn’t think of anything, and he couldn’t do anything. The body was tightly trapped in a warm embrace, and the other side was so tight. Tight is like to embed him in his body.

Qin Mu’s heart suddenly calmed down.

This is the moment when he is infinitely close to death. Even in real life, he was killed by the Thunder, it was just a moment, he did not even have time to feel the pain before death.

What warm liquid dripped from the top of the body, Qin Mu slowly blinked, through the blood fog, he saw Xie Ge closed eyes, blushing liquid continually flowing from his forehead, instantly reddened him White shirt on the body. On his side, the door has been deformed by a collision.

Surrounded by the crowds, the crowd quickly divided them into a circle.

The ears seemed to be deaf. Qin Mu couldn’t hear any sound, and his eyes fell on Xie Ge. In the field of vision, the young man who just joked with him quietly squinted his eyes, if he ignored his forehead and nose and mouth. The blood that sheds, he seems to have just slept.

The lips opened and closed, and Qin Mu’s voice shook a little: “...Xie Ge?”

The young man leaned silently on his body, the slender neck bent weakly, and the rest of the body was still there, but Qin Mu could not feel his breath. Fingertips squatting to hook Xie Ge's fingertips, Qin Mu did not dare to push him hard, just repeating low: "Xie Ge, wake up? Wake up?"

Some people outside the car began to work together to smash the entire recessed door. Qin Mu seemed to feel that it was extremely light and extremely light to wipe the blood on the face of Xie Ge. The blood continued to flow down, how could it flow, Qin Mu The hands were quickly covered with those red liquids.

Isn't it good to travel together? Isn't it good to go back and show off cooking?

Xie Ge, you can't talk without saying anything.

【he died. 】

There was a quiet, waveless sound in my mind.

The action on his hand paused. Qin Mu gently smashed the shredded hair of Xie Ge’s forehead with blood and dampness. He didn’t feel so sad, but a fresh life disappeared in front of his eyes, and that person still followed him. People who have had close relationships, even if the world is nothing, Qin Mu can not be left out.

If at the moment of the car accident, Xie Ge did not protect him with his body, he might not be able to live.

"It’s weird." Qin Mu looked murmured emptyly, his eyes smashed from Xie Ge’s body, and his body was slightly twisted, and his face was slightly covered with blood and could not see the facial features. “I never thought how good this face was.”

This face does not know how many times of cosmetic surgery, even if the doctor's surgery is superb, look carefully, always inadvertently reveals an asymmetrical sense of strangeness, because this face is complete, even if it is called Handsome, can lack a kind of congenital harmony.

But now he fell beside him, falling in a pool of blood, the pale face was covered by the red of the enchanting, Qin Mu suddenly felt that Xie Ge looked good, his eyes and mouth were like his favorite, even with his face The scars are also pleasing to the eye.

If he can open his eyes and smile at him, he must be fascinated by him.

System: [Is he dead bad? You don't need to spend time dealing with the feelings between you and him. 】

Yeah, how good this is.

He doesn't need to waste unnecessary time here, and he doesn't need to figure out what method to use to end the relationship between them. After the painful value of the **** attack, he can enter the next world to continue his mission.

but……

With a bang, the door was finally removed from the outside.

Qin Mu only felt that the weight in his arms was light, and the long-lost air inhaled into his nose. He blinked and stared blankly at the Xie Ge who was carried out by the doctor.

"This gentleman, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable?" He was helped by the crowd. Qin Mu squirmed his lips slightly and did not speak. A figure pushed the figure in front of him and tightened him. Tightly embraced in my arms.

"Qin Mu, nothing, nothing."

The familiar voice rang in his ear, Qin Mu slowly licked his eyelashes, and the focal length in his eyes gradually became clear. He saw the look of balance and excitedly hugged himself, his face showing the joyful smile of the rest of his life.

Qin Mu opened his mouth and asked him slowly: "Why are you here?" Shouldn't he stay at home? Why is it here at this time and place?

Among the electric light and the flint, the details that he ignored were brought to his mind, such as the balance of words and thoughts, such as his several retention.

"I... I don't want to say goodbye to you, Qin Mu, give me another chance." Yu Heng grabbed Qin Mu's hand.

Qin Mu's hand was pulled away, his eyes were deeper and darker, and his eyes staring at Heng Heng's eyes were as sharp as a sword. He asked: "Why are the dead people not you?"