In his heart, she had already betrayed him, this thought was deep-rooted, and what he said didn't care about was actually equivalent to forgiveness.

Their love has not even begun, and it carries so much forgiveness......

Love only needs one word, but there are too many things built on the three words 'love go on'......

It's too much for them to afford.

Tong Ran's hand holding the dagger finally drooped.

She stepped over his shoulder and looked up at the incandescent light overhead, the light stinging her eyes, "Monan Jue, I often wonder if I wasn't Tong Ran, you weren't Mo Nanjue, we were just an ordinary couple on the street, how good it would be......"

As he spoke, Tong Ran suddenly stretched out his hands, stood on tiptoe around his neck, and put his lips to his ear, "Mo Nanjue, we must not meet like this in the next life, and change it to an ordinary ...... Do you think it's okay?"

The man reached out and pulled her face, forcing her to face him, "Tong Ran, you are my woman, don't give me cranky thoughts, you can't run away in this life!"

Tong Ran let him hold it, his eyes wandered and he didn't know where the road fell, and he muttered in his mouth, "But it's gone......"

"If it's gone, I'll give you a lifetime to find it, is it enough?!"

"It's gone...... Can't find ......"

She read those words over and over again, Mo Nanjue frowned, remembering that she had just said that she loved him, the man had an irrepressible joy, and he wished that he would want her immediately, and pushed himself deep into her, he hugged her thin waist, "Let's go, let's go home and talk." ”

His attitude was tough, and he was about to walk outside when he raised his legs, Chen An was a doctor after all, and at a glance, he knew that Tong Ran was not normal now, and hurriedly grabbed him when he saw this, "Jue, I see that her mood is not very stable now, you can't stimulate her anymore, otherwise you go back first, and leave it to me here......"

The tip of Mo Nanjue's tongue touched the corner of his mouth, it was still hot, thinking of Han Qingqing's appearance before he died just now, he felt a little infiltrating when he looked at it, not to mention Tong Dye......

After thinking about it, the man let go of his arm, "I'll take her ...... first"

Before she finished speaking, Tong Ran suddenly and flexibly retreated backwards, retreating from his embrace, her right shoulder against the wall, her head hung down, and her hair poured down, "Mo Nanjue, you all go." ”

"What are you doing?" Mo Nanjue frowned in displeasure, and was about to reach out to hug her, "Tong Ran, you come over to me!"

"Jue!" Chen An saw that Tong Ran was still holding the dagger in his right hand, and an uneasy premonition rose in his heart, and he blocked the man, "Don't go over first, I'll talk to her." ”

"Needless to say, it's all gone anyway......"

Tong Ran shook her head, she arched her body, and she didn't know if Lu Dao felt very cold, and her eyes overflowed with determination, "Mo Nanjue, let me pay these back for you......"

The man's eyebrows furrowed, "What are you giving back for me?"

"Because I love you. ”

Tong Ran paused as she spoke, looking at his handsome face, every inch was so perfect, the scenes of the past flashed in her mind, she seemed to see the Mo Nanjue who was angry at her and threw things, the Mo Nan Jue who shot herself for her......

"So, Han Qingqing's life, I'll pay it back for you. ”

When the words fell, Tong Ran bit his lower lip, and his right hand holding the dagger suddenly rose, and he stabbed into his chest resolutely!