The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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Fu Sheng walked around the screen, looked over and was about to scold,

next second,

She looked up,

I saw the man curled up in a corner of the bed, trembling constantly,

His dark and lifeless eyes stared blankly at the reddish bed curtain, as if he had lost his soul, and his whole body was extremely stiff.

The red dress on his body was not too messy, it was still worn on him intact, but his bare feet were tightly huddled and sunk on the snow-white blanket, making him look even more pitiful and helpless.

The man did not wear a veil today, his beautiful face was so pale that there was no trace of blood. It had been a few days since he had seen him. His cheeks were sunken and he looked thinner.

But being thin didn't affect his appearance, on the contrary, it added a kind of pity, and a sense of charm that people couldn't help being seduced by him.

Especially the extremely bewitching tear mole at the end of the eye, which is mysterious and gorgeous.

Fu Sheng a meal,

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

He is...

Pretending?

Fu Sheng noticed the dagger on the ground,

Last time her hand hurt,

Just because of it.

The sound just now was presumably also because it fell.

Fu Sheng watched quietly for a while, then looked at Mu Ci, her voice suppressed a bit of anger,

"are you OK?"

"..." Mu Ci slowly turned his head to look at her like a machine, his face dead still.

He clasped his hands on his knees and clenched them tightly,

The sharp nails pierced into the soft flesh, which was a little painful.

"..." Fu Sheng knew that he would react like this.

She didn't hold out hope either,

Leaning lightly on the screen, I slowly folded my arms,

silence.

a long time,

She took a deep breath,

The face is extremely flat,

"Sorry if I interrupted your business just now."

"In the future, I won't bother you."

The girl's words were extremely indifferent, and the gentle pity in the past was no longer there.

"..." Mu Ci's pupils shrank,

I don't know what came to mind,

His eye sockets suddenly turned red.

The man pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak.

The slender and soft eyelashes trembled, faintly moist.

His face was getting paler, and his figure was a little shaky, as if he was about to fall down in the next second.

"Also," Fu Sheng paused, her voice was polite and distant,

"If one day you don't want to stay here anymore, just ask someone to tell me, and I can help you get out."

"When the time comes...you can go wherever you want, and I will arrange someone to take you off."

"..." The man's eyes were red and he didn't speak.

He pursed his lips, the lips were already a little white and lost their blood.

The flesh in the palm was stabbed so that it lost the pain, and only felt the thick liquid flow out slowly.

Fusheng waited for a while, and after feeling that he was fine,

Then he turned and wanted to leave.

"……That……"

"And you?"

A hoarse and deep voice came from behind, with a bit of suppressed choking.

you want to go……

Did you marry someone else?

Muci's heart throbbed with pain, as if someone had cut it piece by piece with a knife, blood dripping and scars everywhere.

He waited so long,

she just a little,

Don't you care about him anymore?

Mu Ci's eyes were red, and the mist in his eyes was about to overflow.

Before that, she would come to cover him with a quilt.

The man huddled in the corner felt sore and aching in his heart, as if he had been run over by a big truck and soaked in a sauerkraut jar.

"...Me?" Fusheng stopped walking, turned his face slightly,

She hesitated for a moment,

Some don't quite understand what he means,

He had no choice but to say vaguely, "I should live a good life, then marry a wife and have children, and live to old age."