The man reached out to brush away her jet-black hair, and on the back of her neck, a small crimson dot was particularly glaring.

That's the scar left after the injection.

The corners of Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly, quenching out of unbearable and pity, he stroked it with his fingertips, and when he just touched the scar, Tong Ran's whole body suddenly tightened, and he subconsciously shouted, "Ah......hhhh

The man fingered, but did not move again.

"Have you ever thought she would hurt?" Mo Nanjue hugged her tightly, staring at the scar with a deep gaze, "Can't you hear her crying out for pain?"

Luo Xiao let go of the hand that was holding his shoulder, "If you let go, she won't hurt anymore." ”

Mo Nanjue sneered, "You don't even know what kind of pain she is doing, and you are embarrassed to say love?"

Luo Xiao pursed his lips and didn't argue with him.

"Don't let her hurt anymore," Mo Nanjue wrapped his arms around Tong Ran's back, she was already very thin, and now she seemed to be thinner than before he left, the man's eyes welled up with pity, and he reached out and patted her back, "She can't stand it." ”

Luo Xiao was unmoved, "It's up to you. ”

"Can't you be sober?" Mo Nanjue's slender fingertips passed through Tong's dyed hair one by one, carefully helping her to follow it, her chin was very pointed, and her shoulders against him seemed to hurt a little, "Do you have to let her die of pain before you are willing?"

"She's not going to die. ”

"Being half-dead is more painful than dying," the man narrowed his eyes, "Luo Xiao, what the hell do you want?"

"I want a little dye. ”

"Oh?" Mo Nanjue's hand paused, "I can't see that you are for her, you will only make her suffer like this, don't you feel pain when she hurts?"

"It hurts. Luo Xiao nodded, "It hurts me even more to see you together." ”

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth hooked up with sneer, he gently put Tong Ran's body back on the hospital bed, and his bent knuckles gently slid over her cheeks, "Are you unwilling?"

"I love her. ”

"Don't be disgusting," Mo Nanjue stood up, his hands in his pockets, the affection in his eyes hidden, "If you really love her, you won't be willing to give up." ”

Luo Xiao looked at him, "Believe it or not, you won't understand my love." ”

"I just understand that you made her hurt, and that's what hurts. ”

"I'll make it up to her slowly in the days to come. ”

"Make amends?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "The knife that stabbed in, no matter how much you pull it out, it will be stained with blood." Don't you understand?"

Luo Xiao didn't speak.

Mo Nanjue raised his chin slightly, "What did Mo Beiyan tell you?"

Luo Xiao raised his eyes to look at him.

"What does he want?" Mo Nanjue sneered, "You tell him that I can give you the Emperor," the man glanced at the hospital bed, "provided you get her poisoned." ”

"The emperor is what he wants, not me," Luo Xiao still didn't move, the gloom in his eyes sank, "What I want is Xiao Ran hating you." ”

The corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth quenched a deep mockery, "How much she hates me at this time, she will hate you a thousand times in the future." ”

"It's not about you. ”

Mo Nanjue narrowed the corners of his eyes coldly, "I gave you a chance, but you don't want it." ”

"Mo Nanjue, in fact, it's very easy for you to solve me, and I know your strength very well, but as long as I pinch Xiao Ran's life, I believe you will never do it," Luo Xiao looked at him, "That's good, isn't it? And you go on with your life. ”

Mo Nanjue was very amused, "She is already like this, are you sure that you can protect it for the rest of your life?"