Chapter 944: The Dark Emperor's Rules of Survival (Sixty-Three)
"What's going on?!"
"Take it to that place, I have something to ask him," Cheng Yu finally calmed down and set off a shocking wave. The hand that lit the cigarette was trembling several times, and there was no way to align it, and finally he simply bit the cigarette holder with his teeth.
Every time he gnawed hard, it seemed to bite his heart. He didn't even notice Chen Qing's abnormality, and he even began to suspect that all the tragedies were more or less because of him......
The teeth inadvertently bit into his hand, and he increased the force suddenly, and the blood stains seeped into his mouth.
What did he do......
When An Yang was pushed out, a pair of closed eyes were full of bruises. He looked at her steadily, tears falling silently.
He staggered forward, trying to grab An Yang's exposed little hand.
The white and tender five fingers raised by him were stained with the filthy blood of others. He liked to see this hand holding a pen, solving math problems he couldn't understand, and writing ancient poems that he hadn't memorized, but now everything was ruined by him.
He had never been to that world of light, just as he was destined to live in darkness.
"Cheng An, I'm sorry...... It's all my brother's fault. ”
The trembling voice blurred the eyes with tears, and at the moment when he was about to touch it, his body that had lost too much blood could no longer bear the ups and downs of emotions, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"No, I don't have a brother," An Yang's voice was cold and clear, grabbing him out of the darkness and into a dream.
Cheng Yu's pupils contracted, and panic instantly overwhelmed him.
"What did you say?"
He was forced to kneel on the ground, his brain humming so loudly that he couldn't think anymore.
"You're still going to lie to me?" An Yang's black hair was rarely tied up, and a pair of half-squinted eyes carried a coolness that he had never seen.
"Click."
The sound of a bullet loading in the dark night made all the emotions in his eyes fall silent.
An Yang in front of her has grown up, and her black smooth leather coat outlines her well-proportioned figure. The eyebrows that swept up brought a heroic spirit that he had never seen before.
The child he raised with his own hands, but in the dream, he could no longer find half of the familiar taste.
"Cheng Yu, die."
The cold chamber of the gun was pressed against his forehead, and he looked at her with hatred in his eyes, his lips trembling for a moment, and tears welled up in his eyes.
I don't want to listen to his arguments at all, and I don't even want to bother with words.
After all, he forced the relationship between the two of them to a dead end.
A terrible silence crept through the dream, as if waiting for his choice.
"Okay," in a dull and decadent voice, he raised his chin slightly, and his eyes that were rubbed into the darkness dotted the sea of stars, "Cheng An, I ......"
If you don't have time to spit out, you are interrupted by the sudden opening of your eyes.
The harsh incandescent light shook through the endless loneliness, and he stared blankly at the ceiling, tears falling silently.
"Does it hurt somewhere?!" Chen Ke was shocked by his sudden tears.
"I can't go back lately."
It didn't take too many words for the man in black to understand what he meant.
His eyes fell firmly on Cheng Yu's face, and the screeching sound of the soles of his shoes running over the ground for a long time, the whole space was completely quiet.
In the hospital in the dark night, every difficult footstep reverberated with a terrifying echo.
Cheng Yu stared at Anyang's quiet face, his eyes soaked in tears were red and decadent.