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"You!" There was something called trust in Ahn Jinlan's eyes that was crumbling.

In the next second, Tang Yuan felt that the ice sword in his hand was taken away.

When she came back to her senses, An Jinlan was already holding the ice sword and aiming it at Meng Youran.

“what？” This is also too dramatic, obviously she came to Meng Youran to settle accounts, how did it become two people who fell in love and killed each other.

"You are unrighteous to me, and I will kill you." An Jinlan clenched the sword in her hand, and killing intent appeared in her eyes with tears in her eyes.

"Wait, Jinlan, calm down and listen to me first, don't hurt people's lives!" Tang Yuan immediately became nervous, looking at the posture, An Jinlan wanted to solve a life with a sword.

"Tangyuan, you were killed by him, you are still so cowardly!"

"Am I cowardly?" Tang Yuan pointed to his face, I obviously came to settle the score, but the sword was also seized, and now it has become a persuasion.

The person in front of him, who was holding his sword and wanted to kill his newlywed husband, even said that he was cowardly, obviously he was the most aggrieved one now.

"It's all my fault, no matter what you do, as long as you can forgive me." Meng Youran walked towards An Jinlan's sword head without fear.

"Go away!" A hint of reluctance flashed in An Jinlan's eyes, and the hand holding the ice sword tightened.

"Don't be so indifferent to me." Meng Youran walked slowly towards An Jinlan, with a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

In the next second, he opened his arms and rushed towards An Jinlan, the long sword pierced his chest, and he held An Jinlan with both hands.

"This may be the last time I'll be able to hug you." Meng Youran's hand gently stroked An Jinlan's head. "I know that you have never been me in your heart, but I just like you, I like you very much, I don't regret killing him, the things I regret didn't come into your heart, if you give me another chance, I won't hurt Tang Heng, I will stay by your side and protect you."

An Jinlan's tears flowed down like a broken string of pearls.

"Fool, I like you." An Jinlan's tone was full of tears and nervousness. "You must not be fine, Tang Yuan, please save her, aren't you a graduate student majoring in biology?"

"Oh, stop the bleeding first." A faint ice dance was released in Tang Yuan's hand, and the temperature around him dropped instantly.

"You don't want to attack him, do you?" An Jinlan watched Tang Yuan's movements vigilantly.

"It's all about you who attack him from beginning to end, the blood doesn't flow too quickly in the low temperature, and he doesn't feel so much pain." Quickly drew the ice sword. "Bring the rescue on the table."

Tang Yuan tore a long cloth belt from his clothes, and then sprinkled wine on Meng Youran's wound, fortunately he didn't stab his heart, otherwise he would definitely die now.

Quickly bandaged his wound with a strip of cloth, and An Jinlan carried Meng Youran's body to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

"Is he out of danger now? You can't go wrong with the bandaging steps. An Jinlan looked worriedly at Meng Youran, who had fallen into a coma.

"I used to watch TV series so daring, it might be useful."

"What a TV series!"

In the next second, Tang Yuan felt his neck being grabbed and was thrown to the ground by An Jinlan.

"You're ignoring my husband's life, quack!"

"I'm not a doctor, let me go." Tang Yuan held An Jinlan's hand, after this guy murdered his husband, he still wanted to murder his relatives and friends.

"Wait, your husband seems to be waking up." Tang Yuan's eyes flashed and noticed that the head of the person on the bed moved slightly.

"Leisurely!" An Jinlan immediately let go of the rice balls and threw herself towards the bed.

Tang Yuan slowly got up from the ground, and if this guy didn't wake up again, he would be strangled to death.

Standing on the side, looking at An Jinlan with pear blossoms and rain holding Meng Youran's hand.

For a moment there was a sense of confusion about who I was, where I was, why I was here.

"I'll find you a doctor later." An Jinlan leaned on Meng Youran's palm, and the bean-sized tears slowly fell.

"Tangyuan, do you still want to do anything to Youran, you let me go, I don't want to see you now."

Tang Yuan heard An Jinlan's words of expulsion, and then looked at the current situation, he was really not suitable to stay here as a light bulb, obediently walked out of the door, and did not forget to close the door intimately when leaving.

"Wait, I'm not here to kill?"

Four hours later, Tang Yuan returned to Base B, held hot tea in his brother's bed, and told his brother about the situation at that time.

"This was the situation at that time, Meng Youran's injuries did not die, and he had to recuperate for several months, sorry Tang Heng, I should have taken action myself."

"As long as they return safely, let them disappear from the past." Tang Heng sat in front of the window, looking at the snow scene in the distance, hesitating whether to tell Tang Yuan what he knew.

"By the way, I picked up a flute when I was at the base of the capital, I remember that you liked to play the flute very much when you were a child." Tang Yuan took out a flute from his pocket, which was left by the man who had Ji Ming's appearance.

She absolutely didn't believe that it was Ji Ming who attacked her, in the memory of the original owner, although Ji Ming was a nerd, he was indeed a very kind person.

A person with a Yanrong physique would rather endure loneliness alone than get close to others, for fear of hurting others.

Such a person would never poison his childhood sweetheart, and the black-robed man was not a flame body, if he was, he would not be obediently shot to death by his own ice sword, because he had no room to resist.

It is very likely that Ji Ming's corpse was made into a living corpse by that man, but it shouldn't be, why did his flame body disappear with it.

"Brother Ji Ming used to like to listen to his sister play the flute." Tang Heng held the wooden flute. "My sister hasn't played the flute for a long time."

"Really?" Tang Yuan's smile was a little embarrassed, and the body's memory of the original was still a little incomplete.

"I'll blow it to my sister." Tang Heng took the wooden flute in his sister's hand.

A soft piece of music slowly flowed from under her lips, filling the room.

"Do you like it?" Tang Yuan stood behind his brother's wheelchair and put a blanket on her.

"I like it, with music with me, the world will be a little more beautiful."

"In the future, we will stay together, maybe one day Yebei will heal your leg, my sister will always accompany you, maybe one day you will be upgraded to an uncle, and there will be a lot of children playing with you at that time." A smile hung on the corner of Tang Yuan's lips.

"Sister~" Tang Heng's words were swallowed back when they reached the corner of his lips, his sister was so happy, naturally she couldn't break it. "You're not ashamed."