"Okay, you ask." Leng Mochen nodded slightly.

"Did you already know that Zhen Man'er was still alive?" I'm straight to the point.

"I didn't know, today she suddenly came to the company to look for me, and I realized that she was not dead." Leng Mochen's eyes sank, mixed with a little doubt: "But, why didn't she die?"

Leng Mochen didn't know that Zhen Man'er was still alive, so he was determined to kill her at the beginning, so how did Zhen Man'er come back to life?

I didn't understand, and I didn't have the heart to think about it, so I continued: "Did you mean to have a car accident today?"

Leng Mochen's hand on the back of my hand trembled slightly, and he looked at me for a long time and couldn't speak: "You ......"

"Answer me." I want to know, I want to know, I want to clear the doubts in my heart.

"Are you suspicious of me?" Leng Mochen replied non-sensitively.

"I just want to know the truth of the matter."

Leng Mochen looked at me, raised his lips and hooked an unnatural smile, which made people feel awkward, and his tone was unconsciously stiff: "No."

I nodded my head vaguely, "It's fine if it's not." For some reason, the tone of his voice made me uncomfortable.

Shouldn't I ask? Shouldn't I ask? When something like this happens, I just want to know the truth, am I wrong?

The room was quiet for a moment, Leng Mochen got up and said, "You rest, I'll go stew some soup."

Watching his back disappear at the door, my heart seemed to be taken away, so painful.

I just asked a question, and he just had to answer me, why did it seem so unusual, and did he hide something from me? Why didn't you tell me?

Between us, there is no going back to the past after all!

So many things have happened recently, too caught off guard, too inexplicable, who is behind all this.

Who leaked the password to the courtyard gate? Who ordered ylang-ylang in the room? How did Zhen Man'er come back to life? For all the problems, I pointed the finger at Zhang's mother.

I don't doubt Leng Mochen, then, Mama Zhang is the most suspicious object.

After Zhen Man'er was killed, Zhang's mother took a month's leave, was she the one who saved Zhen Man'er?

When we came back from the grassland, Zhang's mother wandered in front of our room and saw us looking panicked, she wasn't like this before!

Only she knows about me and Leng Mochen going to Sanya, if she didn't tell Zhen Man'er, who could it be?

But why did she do it? I have always treated her like a mother, and she used to be so caring and loving to me, she had no reason to do this!

If it weren't for her, what link would have gone wrong, and where would it have gone wrong.

Leng Mochen boiled the chicken soup and came up, I finally couldn't help the doubts in my heart, go and ask, otherwise I will suffocate to death.

Seeing that I was leaving, Leng Mochen grabbed me: "Where are you going?"

"I went to ask Zhang's mother, and I always felt that things had something to do with her."

"She's not here, she took leave at noon and left, and she won't be back in a few days."

"Gone?" How could it be left at this time? Is there so much going on in her hometown?

Leng Mochen pulled me to sit down, raised his hand and stroked the hair on my forehead: "Don't think too much, it's important for you to take care of your body, let's leave tomorrow, and something will happen to you."

I nodded slightly, "Okay."

Leng Mochen picked up the bowl and spooned it to my lips: "I boiled it myself, drank it and slept with us."

I smiled slightly, opened my mouth and drank the chicken soup.

Women just can't stand the coaxing, no matter how sad and sad they are, the coaxing will be fine!

After the soup, we fell asleep in our arms, and he put his arms around me, and I hope that the night will pass quickly, and that we will leave early tomorrow morning, and nothing will happen if we leave.

My body was a little uncomfortable, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and I couldn't sleep well with Leng Mochen, so I asked softly, "Xiaoxi, what's wrong?" Uncomfortable? ”

"Sort of." My stomach was a little uncomfortable, so I gently pressed it with my hand.

"Where it's uncomfortable, I'll rub it for you."

"My stomach hurts a little." Gradually, it seemed to hurt more and more.

"Does it hurt?" Leng Mochen's warm hand stroked my stomach, rubbed it a few times and said, "Isn't it very uncomfortable?" Let's go to the hospital and have a look. ”

I nodded, Leng Mochen helped me sit up, he got out of bed and dressed, and I leaned weakly on the back of the bed.

How so? It's just fine!

It was as if my consciousness had been taken away little by little, and I felt uncomfortable, and I prayed in my heart that nothing would happen, that nothing would happen.

There was a warm liquid slowly flowing out of the lower body, and a heart was pulled up fiercely, pulling out a thin and sharp pain, as if I had understood the situation, I didn't dare, but I still stretched out my hand!

It was as if something had been stained on my fingers, so uncomfortable, and I didn't want to, but I still got it in front of me, and the scarlet blood almost blinded my eyes.

It was as if something was about to burst out of my chest, and I tugged at the clothes on my chest tightly, and my whole body trembled.

Seeing that I wasn't quite right, Leng Mochen bent down and hugged my shoulders: "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, what's wrong with you?"

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