Chapter 568: Mu Jinghong, I Don't Like You Anymore
Seeing Mu Jinghong like this, Su Lianjin was not so excited.
"Since you want to die so much, Cheng, I'll accompany you now, anyway, I won't let you suffer this kind of unjust death!" As he spoke, Su Lianjin quickly pulled out the dagger hidden in his boot and stabbed it at his heart.
Mu Jinghong was startled, and quickly got up and held it, holding the dagger with one hand and preventing the dagger from stabbing into Su Lianjin's heart, her hand was also instantly injured by the dagger's blood.
Looking at Su Lianjin, Mu Jinghong couldn't feel the pain in her hands, her mind was full of those tragic pictures of the past, especially the picture of Su Lianjin dying tragically in front of her, which stimulated her heart like a knife, and tears appeared in her peach blossom eyes little by little.
I saw her choked up and said: "You are destined to have no wife and no children, I am destined to have no husband and no daughter, we are both born and restrained by each other, if we obey our fate, we can each live a long life; If we don't, we won't end well......"
Just like in their last life.
In the previous life, they knew what their respective lives were, but they still had to be together.
"Su Lianjin, this is what you've always wanted to know why, are you satisfied now?" She also asked.
If it was before, when she heard that Mu Jinghong had told her fortune, Su Lianjin would definitely jump up happily, but now, Su Lianjin couldn't be happy.
As for Mu Jinghong's fortune, Su Lianjin has always believed in it, so Su Lianjin couldn't be happier.
Especially Mu Jinghong is still in such pain.
This was the first time he had seen Mu Jinghong so painful......
It was also the first time he saw Mu Jinghong crying......
Su Lianjin didn't say anything, and he didn't have any expression, he just helped Mu Jinghong to sit down, and then took out a bottle of wound medicine from his arms and poured it on Mu Jinghong's injured right hand, stopping the bleeding in Mu Jinghong's right hand. Mu Jinghong's right hand was too strong to hold the dagger, and the bones were deeply visible.
As soon as he gave Mu Jinghong's hand good medicine, Su Lianjin tore off a long strip of white cloth from his underwear and bandaged Mu Jinghong's injury.
After the bandaging was done, Su Lianjin didn't speak, just sat next to Mu Jinghong, lowered his eyes, and quietly looked at Mu Jinghong's injured right hand that was handled by him.
Mu Jinghong didn't speak, but looked at Su Lianjin.
After a long time, Su Lianjin continued to stare at Mu Jinghong's injured right hand, and said to Mu Jinghong without any emotional fluctuations: "Mu Jinghong, I'll just say it again, you listen well, I, Su Lianjin, don't like you anymore." ”
Mu Jinghong burst into tears instantly.
She knew he was lying.
Every time he lied, he didn't dare look her in the eye.
She knows.
She knows it all.
Su Lianjin continued to look at her injured right hand and said, "I don't want to marry you anymore." ”
Mu Jinghong's tears flowed even more fiercely.
Finally, Su Lianjin raised his head, looked at her beautiful face, looked at her peach blossom eyes full of tears, looked at her face full of tears, and looked at her very painful expression, he said without any emotional ups and downs: "So, you live well, I live well, and we will live together to be a hundred years old." As before, as friends, and as relatives, I am good to you, and you will be good to me-"
Speaking of this, his throat was choked, choked with pain. Tears also poured uncontrollably into his eyes and flowed down.
He didn't wipe the tears that kept flowing, but choked and cried and pleaded, "Okay? Is that good? Is it good? ”