"Would you like to go in and see him?"

Mu Hanshen lowered his head, looked at Bo Huan's misty eyes, clenched his hands, and asked with a gloomy face.

The last time he brought Bo Huan to see him, he thanked him for saving his life.

In time, the accident was planned by him and Bo Xuewei, but at least all the troubles were solved.

He didn't want his woman to have a crush on other men.

Hearing Mu Hanshen's words, Bo Huan raised his eyes slightly

Bo Huan raised his head, looked at Mu Hanshen deeply, endured the coldness all over his body, and said with a pale face: "Do you really want me to go in to see him?" ”

"I don't want to, but I don't want to owe him either!"

Mu Han said with a cold face.

After speaking, he gently held Bo Huan's hand and said in a deep voice: "I'll accompany you in!" ”

The door opened, a biting chill hit his face, Bo Huan's eyes were covered by mist, and he couldn't see what the man lying on the big bed in the middle of the room, covered with a white cloth, looked like.

"I know you have something to tell him."

Mu Han opened his mouth coldly, easily opened Bo Huan's hand, stepped forward, and lifted the white cloth covering Lu Mubai's head.

Lu Mubai's gauze-wrapped face instantly appeared in front of Bo Huan's eyes, his eyes were closed, his lips were white, and the whole person was motionless, lying quietly on it.

Mu Han stared at him condescendingly for a few seconds, and suddenly saw that his clenched hands seemed to be pinching something.

The man frowned, and raised his hand to pull the thing out of his palm.

But who knew that Lu Mubai pinched it extremely tightly, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

But Mu Hanshen still saw what it was.

A photo!

Bo Huan's photo!

When he died, he died holding Bo Huan's photo.

Staring at this scene, Mu Hanshen's dark eyes were a little deeper, he raised his eyes to look at the woman behind him, and said softly: "Bo Huan, I'll give you five minutes." We'll be away in five minutes! ”

He gave him five minutes to see her one last time, which was forgiving enough.

Bo Huan stiffened his body and stepped forward, his eyes falling on Lu Mubai's unresponsive face.

There was a faint smile between Lu Mu's white eyebrows and eyes, there was no heart-rending pain before he died, and he was exceptionally peaceful and calm.

When he decided to end his life, he also completely liberated himself.

No worries!

Bo Huan stared at him and didn't speak for a long time.

He said: "I'll give Mu Hanshen back to you, Huanhuan, don't hate me, okay?" ”

She should hate him, but she can't hate him until he dies.

In the next life, don't meet her again, go find a girl who is really good to you, and grow old together.

"Two minutes to go."

Mu Hanshen stood beside Bo Huan, his dark eyes fixed on her face, and his eyes were dyed with coldness.

He saw her crying, for the sake of other men!

Bo Huan pursed his lips, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, stared at Lu Mubai's face, and said softly: "Lu Mubai, I forgive you, I won't hate you!" ”

"In the next life, you will live for yourself, and I want you to be happy."

After saying just two sentences, Bo Huan personally re-covered him with a white cloth, "Lu Mubai, goodbye!" ”

After speaking, Bo Huan raised his hand to take the photo he was holding tightly.

This time, the photo was easily pulled out of his palm.

Staring at the characters above, Bo Huan had mixed feelings in his heart.

He was willing to let her take it, did he really let it go, right?

Mu Hanshen was on time, and as soon as the time was up, he held Bo Huan's hand and walked outside without hesitation.

In a hurry, the photo slipped from his hand and fell lightly under Lu Mubai's body, lying quietly like him.

It's as if everything is frozen in this moment.

It's all over!