Warmth was rescued.

Stopped the bleeding in time and rescued it. There was no death due to excessive bleeding.

When she woke up, she didn't eat, drink, or speak.

Seeing that people have no focus, it seems that they are also lifeless.

The police came.

Because of the death of the child.

Seeing Wen Qing lying on the hospital bed, people didn't even speak.

Asked anything, there was no response.

This is difficult for forensics.

And when Ling Song saw such warmth, he felt ridiculous, and he felt pathetic.

Is he the one who caused this?

Not.

A lot of it is self-inflicted.

After the police left.

Ling Song sat in front of the hospital bed.

Looking at the warmth on the hospital bed.

"It's all your own choice, so take it."

When Ling Song said this, he was full of danger.

Many people don't understand, Ling Song wants to save her again, why do you say such a thing?

Only Ling Song himself knew.

For the woman in front of me, hatred is greater than love.

Loving someone can be tiring.

But hating someone makes it even more tiring.

And he doesn't seem to have a choice.

You can only hate!

After a long time, Wen Qing slowly spoke: "Why did you save me?" ”

The sound is muffled and soft.

Why didn't you let her die?

Why save her?

Why?

"I want you to know that it's easy to destroy someone, I'm not just ruined by your own hands, I should let you taste it."

Back then, he had never thought about betrayal.

Back then, he was not high-spirited.

But for her sake, he became a different person.

One person is enough to change another person, and enough to destroy one person.

The warm gaze finally fell on Ling Song.

Her gaze was indifferent: "Now you are happy?" ”

"Yes, because only I can match you, and now you are only worthy of me."

Paranoia, even pathological obsession.

Everyone's love is different.

Everyone's hatred is different.

And today's Ling Song is shaped step by step by warmth.

She didn't have a choice, and she couldn't choose.

What's more, she can't change Ling Song now.

At the beginning, Wen Qing thought that he could control Ling Song.

It wasn't until later that she found out.

When you love you, you can be an ancestor.

When I don't love you, you're a speck of dust.

I have seen Ling Song's gentleness, and I have also experienced his violence against her.

So, is there any hatred at this moment?

Yes, there is only hatred for yourself.

Close your eyes, stop talking, and at that moment, it seemed that the whole world was silent.

……

The next day, Qin Shuyu heard the advice of his subordinates.

Warmth went to turn himself in.

She killed the child.

Murder pays for life.

And she was willing to resist.

As for warmth, Qin Shuyu is no longer interested in warmth at the moment.

"What about the man?" she asked. ”

The subordinate understood who she was talking about, and replied: "As for Ling Song, on the day he went to surrender with warmth, he disappeared without a trace. ”

"Hmm." Qin Shuyu didn't ask about Ling Song.

Then he only heard his subordinate continue: "The rest of the money, he confiscated." ”

This made Qin Shuyu stunned.

Why confiscation?

Because of what.

Qin Shuyu felt that Ling Song, a man, was really incomprehensible.

What kind of person he is seems to be very different as rumored to be!

"Call his account."

"Frozen."

Qin Shuyu: "...... That's it. ”

Qin Shuyu put away his phone.

At the end of the day, I was full of worries.

Feng Fu saw that she was absent-minded.

Leaned over and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Quarreled with your male god? ”

Qin Shuyu shook his head.

"Then you've been frowning all day and staging a melancholy drama?"

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