Chapter Seventy-Five: Han Qingqing
Blood-stained people, I'm afraid it's not enough to describe Meng Shan's misery at this moment.
Meng Shan could clearly perceive that life was being withdrawn little by little, and even his bright eyes lost their due color.
The pupils slowly dilated, but the crumbling body was still stubbornly supported by the feet that refused to admit defeat.
Meng Shan knows-
The next moment, death awaited him.
A sharp sword with a cold light stabbed over, and Meng Shan knew that this time, he might not be able to hold on.
"Poof!" With a bang, the sound of the sword stabbing like flesh and blood was clearly audible.
Are you going to die?
However, why didn't he feel the pain, was it because there were so many wounds on his body that he couldn't even feel the pain of the sword to the bone?
However, then a barely audible cry of pain rang in his ears, and Meng Shan knew that he was wrong.
"Hmm."
"Qingqing?"
Meng Zihui looked at Han Qingqing who fell under his sword in disbelief, as well as the tip of the sword that was still dripping blood.
What did he do, he, killed Han Qingqing with his own hands?
"No, Qingqing, how can you, you can't, you have obviously lost the ability to move freely.
How could you possibly climb down from that far away? ”
How could she?
Meng Zihui broke down and pulled his hair, he tried to look at all this with his eyes wide open, his eyes were red and swollen, and he still couldn't believe the facts in front of him.
Han Qingqing also felt that she couldn't, obviously she didn't have any strength in her hands and feet, but seeing Meng Zihui's sword pointing at Ah Shan, she rushed down so magically.
Fortunately, it was she who was stabbed.
Meng Shan's eyes finally cleared up for a moment, and he saw Han Qingqing fall at his feet.
The legs that were originally strong knelt down suddenly, and his hands trembled to help Han Qingqing up, he wanted to help Han Qingqing wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, but he wiped more and more.
There is his, but more is Han Qingqing's own blood.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, woo......"
Meng Shan hugged Han Qingqing and cried silently, he didn't know what else to say except sorry.
Now, he can't even help her wipe the blood off her face, he's really a waste.
Meng Shan cried out in pain, hugging Han Qingqing and crying like a helpless child.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
It was he who hurt Han Qingqing, and he was sorry for him.
"Ah, Ahshan."
Han Qingqing's hand didn't have any strength at all, but she seemed to raise her hand to touch Ah Shan's cheek, she was afraid that she would never have a chance again in the future.
Meng Shan, who was crying bitterly, heard her weak voice, and immediately raised her red and swollen eyes, and when she saw the hand she struggled to raise, Meng Shan did not hesitate to grab her hand and put it on his own Internet.
"I'm here, I'm here."
Meng Shanqiang couldn't help but sob, and smiled softly at Han Qingqing, "I'm here, always there." ”
Han Qingqing also smiled, she liked this sentence so much, if she could, she would never get bored of listening to it for the rest of her life.
"Ah Shan, can you change me again, a green voice?"
In a word, Han Qingqing said intermittently, but the longing in her eyes stabbed Meng Shan's heart fiercely.
Han Qingqing asked him to call her Qingqing more than once, but he never shouted, not once.
Meng Shan grabbed her hand, smiled softly in her expectant eyes, and called softly, "Qingqing, Qingqing." ”
"Huh." Meng Shan cried and laughed, shouting over and over again, "Qingqing, Qingqing, if you like it, I will call you like this in the future, okay, Qingqing?" ”
finally got what he wanted, although this Qingqing came a little late, but he waited for it after all.
Han Qingqing looked at the two Meng Shan who appeared in front of her, she had been thinking about Meng Shan all her life, and said softly and quietly
"If only you hadn't left at the time."
didn't leave, and now, it's the two of them who are married.
"Qingqing?
Green? What did you say, I didn't hear clearly, you be louder, you tell me what you just said?
Qingqing, Han Qingqing! ”
However, no matter how Meng Shan shouted and cried, Han Qingqing did not wake up after all.
"Ahh
Meng Shan looked up to the sky in pain and howled, and he was in pain.
"Han Qingqing!"
Why, why do this to him!
In this world, the only person who remembers him and cares about him is Han Qingqing, but now even she is gone.
It was he who killed her, the only person who was true to him.
Meng Shan hugged Han Qingqing's corpse and sat on the ground in despair, he really didn't know what to do now.
In this world, the person he is most sorry for is Han Qingqing, and he owes her and can't pay it off in his life.
No, it's the next life, and the next life can't be paid off.
"Qingqing?"
Meng Zihui also took a step forward in disbelief, but as soon as he took a step, he retreated again and again in horror.
Han Qingqing, dead?
Or, did he kill with his own hands?
"No, no!"
"It's not me, it's not me who killed it, how can I kill it?"
Meng Zihui stumbled and sat on the ground suddenly, although he didn't believe it in his heart, but Han Qingqing was indeed dead.
Meng Zihui couldn't accept all this, "No, it's impossible. ”
Then let out a heart-rending roar.
"Ahh
He didn't mean to, he never wanted to hurt her.
He just wanted to keep her to himself, why did he do this to him, why?
Looking at Meng Zihui's decadent appearance, Meng Renyi frowned dissatisfied.
The death of a woman actually made the two men suffer so much, and Han Qingqing, a woman, really fought with their Meng family.
is lurking in the Meng family, but it is actually for Meng Shan, an abandoned son.
"Zihui, stand up.
It's just a woman, how many women do you want in the future, what kind of women don't have it, why be sad for Han Qingqing, a woman full of scheming. ”
Seeing that Meng Zihui didn't listen to his words, Meng Renyi directly pulled him up rudely and reprimanded, "Look at what you have become now, is this still a good son I have carefully taught?"
I pinned all the hopes of the Meng family on you, but what about you, now you are so depressed for a woman who is not worth your effort, are you worthy of me and your mother's teaching to you? ”
"Zihui, the big thing is important, don't let your children's personal affairs ruin your ambitions." He Yanwu also came to persuade him.
Meng Zihui raised his head in a daze.
Event?
Big ambitions?
Now, what else does he have to think about continuing the big things they are talking about?
Han Qingqing is the woman he loves, he loves her so much, even if she never gave him a good face, he still loves her deeply.
He thought about the special couple they might always get along with each other like strangers, and he also thought that they might one day really love each other and love each other.
But no matter what, they are people who can accompany each other until they grow old.
He never thought that the end of the two of them would be that he would kill her with his own hands.
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