"San'er, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" her body shook in the cold air, and she bit her hand on her lap violently, fiercely, but the pain in her body was less than one-ten-thousandth of that in her heart.

Blood, oozing from her battered skin.

The pain, the suffocating pain, was eating away at her consciousness little by little in this cool still night.

The distant shadow of the car reversed again, and Swallow got out of the car and looked at her so quietly, she whimpered sadly like the desperate cry of a wounded fawn in the night, shaking all his indifference and pride.

Yan Ziqing has never seen such an Anno.

When they fall in love, she is playful, cute, and lively. Even at his twenty-fourth birthday party, when she gave him a breakup gift, she was smiling.

She said, "San'er, let's break up! I don't love you anymore, I sold you for a good price!"

Yes, this unconscionable woman used their love to make a deal with the elders of the Yan family, and after taking a large sum of money, she disappeared.

Since he was so chic at the beginning, but now he is so sad and sad, what is it for?

"Isn't there no love, what's there to cry about?" he walked over and crouched down, putting his hand on her shaking shoulder.

I want to hate her, but I can't help but care about her!

The synonym of love is...... Guilty - cheap!

Anno didn't look up, still biting her numb wrist with pain.

How can you not love?

She is in love with the bone marrow, love into the blood, he is a part of her body, the most important part, a part that can never be parted.

"Damn it, you stupid woman. He was stunned by the blush on his white skin, "Let go, do you hear me?" He lifted her head all at once.

The deep tooth marks on the white wrist looked terrifying and ugly, and his heart tingled inexplicably, and he took out a handkerchief and gently pierced her wound: "Hurt your hand, how can you still operate on the patient?"

He took her into his arms, and she didn't struggle, leaning on his shoulder, tears wetting his clothes.

Maybe it's been a long time since I've hugged her, Yan Ziqing's heart instantly seems to have returned to five years ago: "An An, An An ......"

He whispered her nickname and stroked her trembling back: "Don't cry, okay?"

Anno closed her stinging eyes, and her drooping arm moved, trying to hug him, but in the end, she still didn't.

She knew very well in her heart that as long as she stretched out her hands, this man would never let go of her.

The two of them remained motionless, and after a while, Anno calmed down. Reaching out and gently pushing him away, he slowly stood up.

She lowered her head and covered her swollen eyes with the palm of her hand, raised her head, looked at the dark night and sighed lowly: "I'm sorry, I'm homesick!"

"An An......" Yan Ziqing also stood up, he was tall, a lot taller than her. He stepped forward to pull her arm, the feeling of comfort and satisfaction he felt when he held her.

"Yan Shao...... Ah......" Anno stepped back, accidentally stepping on a stone that appeared on the side of the road, and stumbled. He frowned and let out a low sigh, a sore tingling pain came from his ankle.

"Be careful!" Yan Ziqing reacted quickly at the first time, reaching out to support his slightly leaning body, "Are you okay?" he asked with concern.

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