Chapter 237: The Death of Xu Zhenjun
"No, you can't do it, Nange, then you'll be disfigured, you'll be disfigured, your face can't be ruined, no, Nange." Xu Zhenjun struggled to take care of the two legs that had been injured and crawled in the direction of Nange, roaring with a hideous face, the appearance she cared about the most could not be destroyed like this, no.
A touch of disgust appeared in Nange's demeanor, don't look at Xu Zhenjun at first, he knew that Xu Zhenjun would always only care about his appearance, so he really hated his face.
"Let's do it." Nange said to Mo Zishu, the corroded place on his cheek has begun to slowly spread, it was originally a few millimeters of abrasions, but now it is a few centimeters in width.
Mo Zishu nodded, holding the dagger in the palm of his slender hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, his arm raised his hand and the knife fell, and soon the piece of carrion on Nange's face was cut off, and it fell to the ground with a click, and the red blood immediately gushed out like spring water, mottling half of Nange's face, as if he had just come out of the fight.
Maybe it was because Mo Zishu's movements were fast, so it was over before Nange was ready to bear it, and the pain slowly came up later, but it wasn't so intense.
It's just that the piece of face is missing a piece of flesh, and it looks very oozing.
Xiao Bei looked at it and felt that Mo Zishu was too ruthless, and it was really painful, but Nange was really a gentleman and didn't blink his eyes, he suspected that if this fell on his face, he probably wouldn't be able to be so calm.
"Nange, are you crazy, how can you do this to this face of yours, how perfect is your face, why?" Xu Zhenjun roared hoarsely at Nange, his eyes red.
Her heart seemed to suddenly become empty with the fall of the carrion, and she couldn't understand why what she regarded as a treasure was not cherished by others, and she was obviously well protected.
"Xu Zhenjun, what are you trying to do? Well? There are so many good-looking people in the world, why do you have to pester me, why can't you find someone to live a normal life, and what can you get now? Nange walked in front of Xu Zhenjun who fell to the ground, and said in a slightly soothing tone, although he was imprisoned by Xu Zhenjun for three years, it can't be said that he has no feelings at all, at least Xu Zhenjun let him experience the feeling of not wandering between life and death on the tip of the knife to lick his life, that kind of wandering is like a flat boat on the vast sea looking forward to the luxury of the distance and the future, but hatred is still greater than gratitude, he often thinks about what kind of person Xu Zhenjun is, why he does this.
"I just want to be with you, but you never fall in love with me, I can only keep you by my side in this way, you may not know that I have seen you a long time ago, but you don't remember." Xu Zhenjun smiled bitterly, she also knew that she was abnormal, crystal tears gathered in her scarlet eyes, looking at Nange, at this moment she didn't want Nange to understand her, she only hoped that Nange could remember that time.
Nange was stunned when he heard Xu Zhenjun's words, his memory of Xu Zhenjun was only from the night she tied him up three years ago, and there was no trace of Xu Zhenjun's former appearance before.
Mo Zishu and Xiao Bei found a chair to sit on casually, looking at the love and hatred between Xu Zhenjun and Nange.
"Don't say it, this Xu Zhenjun is really infatuated, saying that she is obsessed with Nange's face, but people have sincerity and create evil." Xiao Bei attached himself to Mo Zishu's side and whispered, his eyes did not deviate from Xu Zhenjun and Nange.
Mo Zishu nodded, and agreed with Xiao Bei's words, but she thought about Xu Zhenjun's words, looking at Nange's face did look good, but it was always a little taste, that kind of taste she didn't experience in Baili Xian or Yan An, the only thing she experienced was Fu Qingyuan, not only that face was unique and handsome, she seemed to be able to understand why Xu Zhenjun was so emotional when she saw Nange's disfigurement, if Fu Qingyuan's face was ruined, although she wouldn't dislike it, she would still be very angry, I guess I'm going to want to kill the person who disfigured him.
In the presidential suite of a certain hotel, a tall figure stood in front of the dim floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a black nightgown and holding a glass of red wine between the slender and broad palms, swaying slightly, as if the night was intoxicated and slightly smoky.
There was a touch of soft color and a small smile in his deep and dark eyes, Fu Qingyuan's eyes looked into the distance, he remembered a person's face, and at the same time remembered what the girl said to him that night in the park near the hospital, unconsciously, his heart beat uncontrollably, he seemed to go back to that night, and he could hear the muffled beating sound in his chest.
"Shushu, I miss you." Fu Qingyuan muttered in a low voice, the red wine in his hand no longer swayed, but was swallowed by him all in his throat, swallowed into his stomach, and even that thought flowed into the deepest part of his body.
Nange pondered for a long time, but he couldn't remember that he had seen Xu Zhenjun before, "I didn't remember seeing you before." ”
One sentence made Xu Zhenjun die instantly, she thought that she had always thought that Nange had always remembered her, but she didn't expect that Nange's words that she had thought about for a long time could hurt her so deeply.
"In that case, it's not interesting to live." Xu Zhenjun smiled bitterly, and secretly wanted to break the poison bag hidden between her teeth, and soon the venom entered her inside along the throat, and the burning and severe pain seemed to crush all her internal organs.
"Poof." A mouthful of black blood sprayed out of Xu Zhenjun's mouth, splashing Nange's body, black blood still continued to flow out of Xu Zhenjun's mouth, and finally her body became paralyzed, and she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, and the only gap she had left was used to remember Nange's last appearance.
Nange didn't expect Xu Zhenjun to be so resolute, seeing Xu Zhenjun about to die, he was not happy at all, let alone the pleasure of revenge after a long absence, some were just sluggish, as if something was really missing.
"I'll let you go." This is the last sentence Xu Zhenjun said to Nange, she still wanted to touch Nange's face, asked him if it hurt, she also wanted to apologize to Nange, but no, she couldn't do it anymore, she recalled all kinds of things she had done to Nange at the last moment, and instantly realized why Nange hated her so much, but she was leaving, and Nange was relieved, it was really good.
Nange didn't know why he suddenly wanted to hug Xu Zhenjun, and the next moment he did the same, when Xu Zhenjun said that sentence, all his hatred for Xu Zhenjun disappeared, it seemed that he was waiting for this sentence, and he had been waiting for a long time.
At two o'clock in the morning, Nange buried Xu Zhenjun's body under the lawn in her backyard, everything was busy and looked up at the sky, and the moon came out at some point.
"Let's go, I will hand over the poison in your body to others for study, I believe it will be solved soon, you follow Xiao and don't go back to the Elite Hall." Mo Zishu saw Nange's thoughts in his eyes, he not only hated Xu Zhenjun, but also the love born of hatred, she knew Nange's past, the world that Nange wanted to escape the most Xu Zhenjun did it for him, but the method was wrong, so this love will only show up after the end of everything is over.
Nan Ge Mu nodded, followed Xiao Bei's side, a bit of a walking corpse, and when he walked out of the courtyard, he looked back, this tavern will not disappear, but the female proprietress will not appear again.
After getting in the car, Mo Zishu and Xiao Beinange parted ways, and she put on headphones and played a song to listen to.
Halfway through the drive, a phone call came, Mo Zishu looked at the screen time was 2:20, and then looked at the electric man's 100 miles away. ’
Mo Zishu frowned, hesitated for a moment and answered.
"Where are you?" Bai Lixian had already slept for more than an hour at this time, and he was suddenly awakened from his dream before he remembered what happened in the tavern before, Xiao Bei seemed to call Mo Zishu later, but at that time he was drunk and didn't know at all.
"On the way back." Mo Zishu looked at the road in front of her intently, and said to Baili Xian, the car window was half open, and the night wind was still surging in from the car window, blowing her hair.
"Are you alright?" Baili was lying on the bed and frowned, his temples hurt badly, and his voice was hoarse and he didn't know what to say.
"Okay." Mo Zishu replied lightly, with both hands on the steering wheel, turning from one street to another.
"That's good, Yan An, what did I tell you tonight?" Baili hesitated and asked about it.
Mo Zishu was silent, and a look of sadness and complexity appeared in her eyes.
"What he wants to say, that's what I want to tell you, you know?" didn't hear Mo Zishu's answer, Baili Xian was still disappointed in his heart, and then he opened his mouth and said, some words can't be held back for a lifetime, even if you can't let her know, it's good.
Mo Zishu slowly stopped the car on the side of the road, sat quietly in the driver's seat, looked up at the transparent skylight, Yan An Baili was idle, she knew their thoughts tonight, but all she could say in the end was 'sorry'.
"Baili Xian, I thought you always knew my attitude, and after so long, the tacit understanding between us doesn't need to be clear about everything to be able to understand." Mo Zishu pursed her lips, looking at the pale yellow crescent moon hanging in the dark sky, she had a lot of thoughts, she didn't want their world to be disturbed because of her, so she had always avoided it.
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