Soon, Liu Yilan was caught up, and Chen Yunjie followed. The whole process doesn't take more than three minutes at all. He was who he was, and no one could ever try to escape from under his nose, except her. Only that time, he was not allowed to do so again.

"Am I just going to keep you from it?" He grabbed her arm and questioned him with a pained expression. He was genuinely angry, not at all. He would never have grabbed her so hard, whether he hated her or was afraid that she would leave again.

"What do you want?" His appearance was frightening, but she was not afraid of his anger at all. She glared at him like a wicked man who had played with himself.

"Don't run away anymore, okay, stay with me and be my bride." He had never seen her look like that, her dead eyes. She hated him, he thought. In her eyes, he is the murderer who killed Cheng Shiling, and he is also a liar who deceived her.

With her personality, it's hard to forgive herself. He had thought of these things when he was deploying them, but he still insisted on arranging these things. He was afraid that she would escape, and he was terrified.

He had never been so afraid.

The last time Dongcheng said goodbye, she disappeared again like before, if it weren't for the Lan character poster in Mingcheng, he really wasn't sure that he would be able to see her again.

Even if he lifted the sky and dug tens of thousands of feet into the ground, as long as she tried to hide, he would definitely not be able to find her.

"You're so naïve!" Facing him, she couldn't imagine him as the murderer who killed Cheng Shiling, but Cheng Shiling's appearance when he died appeared over and over again, and she couldn't get rid of it. She couldn't face him, not even for a second longer.

"As long as I can keep you by my side...", naïve or scoundrel, as long as she can stay, he admits it, admits it.

"You didn't hear her? Let her go! Tatsuyun stood up and tried to help her get rid of this trouble. He could have been invisible, he had tried to think so, but he couldn't.

Chen Junjue glanced at him lightly, and his attitude was completely different from Fang Cai's, "Let go, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

"It's you who should let go, Lord Chen, don't forget that you are the enemy who killed my husband, and if you don't kill you, it is my greatest tolerance!"

She didn't know how she could say such a thing, and she didn't even dare to look at his expression at the moment.

At this moment, his face was covered with gloom, not because of her misunderstanding, but because of her husband. "If you want to kill, it's better to kill me!" He took it for granted, and the whole person was attached to her body, slowly caressing her waist until it touched the hard thing. He took it out, pulled her hand away and shoved it into her palm, pointed the gun at himself, and said, "Kill me and avenge him." ”

"Don't think I dare!"

"I'm afraid you can't bear it." He ripped his clothes open, the deep gunshot wound on his shoulder had healed, but the scar could not be removed, "For another two months, I could only look at this wound every day." I tell myself that you are not far away, you see, at least you have a little thing left on me. This is what you left behind. ”

When Liu Yilan saw the wound, his heart hurt like a knife. The mouth is still stubborn, "I didn't kill you last time, I blamed myself for two months!" "It turned out that it hurt him so deeply.

She wanted to heal his wounds, but she couldn't.

What exactly went wrong and why did they become the way they were? What he did wrong, what did she do wrong, and they actually embarked on this path of hurting each other