A withered but blood-red hand from the fire climbed up to Liu Ying's leg.

"Help...... I ......"

Unkempt, bloodied heads protruding from the ruins.

The night was dark, and even with the faint yellow light, it was still intimidating.

The man took a few steps back and ran away, screaming.

Liu still swallowed dryly twice, and froze in place.

"Still, come here!"

The man stood in the distance and shouted.

The horrible man's hand slumped and departed from Liu Zhen's legs, unwilling to wrestle on the rough sand and gravel ground.

"Don't leave me behind...... Save me...... I don't want to die. ”

Ryu still suppressed the shade clinging to his back, and carefully looked at the "monster" on the ground. ”

"Come here, it's a person."

After a while, Liu still turned his head and shouted at the man.

But the man was clearly not going to come any closer.

Ryu still ignored the man and took out his mobile phone to call someone.

Soon someone came and carried the charred man away.

It took nearly three days of surgery for the man to be completely out of danger.

When the man was covered in straps and lying on the hospital bed unable to move, Liu was still late.

"Although I saved you, you yourself have cancer, and you can't survive the operation and die."

If she didn't guess wrong, this person should be Lin Xiaoxi who should have been burned to ashes.

Lin Xiaoxi's black and white eyes rolled with hatred and helplessness.

Liu still smiled and clamped her bandaged jaw, "Since you are still alive, you will live well, I am still waiting for you to repay me." ”

Lin Xiaoxi's eyes flickered, and she shed cold tears and whimpered silently.

How wronged should it be, so that even the air around him will be dyed with endless sadness.

Ryu was still a little unsightly.

And at the same time.

Leng Mochen groped for the cold tombstone, and looked at Lin Xiaoxi's bright smiling face on the monument in distraction.

He understood, he had never let go of Lin Xiaoxi for a moment.

He had been thinking about her.

But she doesn't belong to him.

Because he didn't belong to him, he couldn't control himself to hurt her.

It's like a child grabbing candy from a girl they like.

He is a child with little confidence, and he tries all kinds of rebellious and outrageous ways to get her attention.

The corners of his eyes glazed.

A light rain fell from the sky, but he was reluctant to leave.

Until—

The umbrella blocked the icy rain from his head.

"Mochen, let's go back."

Ning Lishuang held the umbrella, smiling more ugly than crying.

Leng Mochen was silent and didn't move half a step.

"Let's go." Ning Lishuang gritted her teeth unwillingly, "If Xiaoxi is still here, I definitely don't want you to be so sad." ”

"You go back first." Leng Mochen didn't give Ning Lishuang half a look.

He could feel his heart cramping, the pain unbearable.

The stinging was like a shadow, and I was afraid that it would be a heavy gray for the rest of his life.

From an angle that he couldn't see, Ning Lishuang's face was vicious.

God wants Lin Xiaoxi to die!

Couldn't she fight a dead man?

Her eyes darkened, she swayed, and her body suddenly fell weak.

The umbrella landed first, making a huge splash on the ground.

"Frost! What happened to you? ”

Leng Mochen couldn't allow Leng Mochen to think more, he picked up Ning Lishuang and ran to the car anxiously.

In his gloomy and low days, she was the one who accompanied him through.

He can't let her have trouble!

Ning Lishuang's head shrunk in Leng Mochen's arms, and when her vicious gaze fell on the cold tombstone, she evoked a sly smile.

Lin Xiaoxi is not destined to be her opponent!

Leng Mochen hurried to the hospital with her in his arms, "Doctor! ”

The doctors quickly surrounded and helped Leng Mochen put Ning Lishuang on the hospital bed and sent her to the operating room.