Mo Nanjue couldn't believe that if the code name F was really Li Qin......

He couldn't think of any other reason for a moment than those four shots.

If Li Qin did this, there must be a reason, why?

Mo Nanjue suddenly remembered that Li Qin had come to him many times, France, Canada, Italy...... Those foreign high-level projects were all pushed away by him one by one.

Just because he didn't want to leave Tong Ran one step.

Is it because of this?

He felt like he had lost the right to turn his hands into the rain, didn't he?

Mo Nanjue only felt that it was difficult to speak, when he was in the UK, Chen An and Li Qin persuaded him many times not to go back to Las Vegas, he said, you can go to a new place, even in London, there is no Mo family, no family rules, no second young master identity constraints......

Chen An said, start your first qiē again, no one can hurt you anymore, I know you won't listen to me, but I still have to say this sentence.

But Tong Ran is here, and it is impossible for Mo Nanjue not to come back.

He came back anyway.

Mo Nanjue really had no way to persuade himself to come out, the wound in his heart could never heal, in his opinion, he killed Chen An.

He is incapable of protecting his best brother, and he is unable to save the people he loves from being hurt in the slightest......

So he really doesn't want anything, just a quiet land, where he can watch the sunrise and sunset with the people he loves every day, it doesn't matter what he eats, what he wears, what money, what fame and fortune, what supreme power......

It really doesn't matter at all.

If the code name F was really Li Qin, it would be impossible for Mo Nanjue to let him go, but he couldn't lie to himself, he was really hard to accept.

The people around me left one by one and walked away......

A weakness that quenches into the bone marrow is spreading.

Monan Jue propped his elbows on the edge of the bed, and he buried his handsome face in his palm, exhausted but unable to sleep.

The night was getting deeper, and the moonlight was hiding a qiē......

Tong Ran's hands at her side suddenly moved slightly, her ten fingers curled up, her mouth opened, and she suddenly opened her eyes, "Ahhh

She sat up sharply.

Monan Jue looked up and reached out to put his arm around her shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Tong Ran opened her eyes, she stiffened, "I, I ......"

Mo Nanjue sat on the edge of the bed and hugged her to his lap, Tong Ran was covered in cold sweat, obviously awakened by fright, "Have a nightmare?"

Tong Ran nodded eagerly, she gasped, "I, I dreamed that in South Africa, Luo Xiao showed me the previous photos, I refused to look at them, I also hit him, and then ...... Then I burned the room, and it was so big that the whole villa caught fire, and everyone died, including myself......"

Monan Jue frowned, what kind of dream is this?!

He poured a glass of water and handed it to her lips, Tong Ran refused to drink it, and the man reached out and pinched her chin, "Open your mouth." ”

Tong Ran opened her mouth and fed it with a moderate amount of water, but she was choked by herself, "cough...... Ahem......"

Mo Nanjue threw away the water glass and took out a piece of paper to wipe her mouth, but Tong Ran began to cough non-stop, her whole little face was red from coughing, and she waved her hands wildly, "I, I feel my throat itching." ”

Monanjue grabbed the back of her neck and made her bow her head, and he smoothed back and forth between her throat and chest, and after a few strokes, Tong Ran stopped coughing.

Monan Jue pinned her hair behind her ears, "Is it still itchy?"