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"Yemo, please, don't be a bad person, okay? Those businesses are illegal, and it makes me feel chilled that you do them! ”

Luo Yan understands what justice is, and can distinguish what a good person is and a bad person, if anyone does that, it will make her feel unforgivable, Yemo, let alone cannot.

She couldn't stand the people she was getting closer and closer to, towards the way she didn't like it, little by little.

Yemo didn't speak, just sat at the head of the bed.

He held an unlit cigarette between his fingertips, and with a slight effort, he twisted it.

He frustrated and threw the cigarette into the trash.

"Today's fire has killed too many people inside, some people are not sorry to die, but some people, they don't deserve to die, just like those policemen, he ......"

"And what if I die? Isn't it...... Do you also feel sorry for it? He slowly turned his gaze sideways to look at her, and spoke calmly.

The corners of Luo Yan's lips tensed, and she bit her lower lip harder, and she bit harder and harder until she tasted the blood in her mouth.

Time passed second by second, and after a long time, Luo Yan finally spoke.

"I can't bear to let you die."

She said reluctantly.

Ye Mo's heart twitched fiercely, as if a pair of hands had reached into his heart and grabbed it hard.

There are some things that he can't choose, and if he can, he also hopes that he doesn't have his current identity.

With her presence, he didn't want to be a bad guy.

Because, he didn't want to make himself unworthy of her.

The atmosphere, the eerie silence.

Luo Yan's body slowly slid down, she leaned against him, rested her head on his hun mouth, quietly listened to his strong heartbeat, and tried to close her eyes......

But tonight's ones are still vivid, and her thoughts can't stop for a moment.

Suddenly, Yemo felt that his heart was wet.

He looked down and saw that it was her crying.

At first, she just silently shed tears, and then, the body bones nestled in his arms slowly trembled, and finally ...... It was the sound of her sobbing and sobbing.

"Don't cry......" He carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his warm fingertips, and Luo Yan turned his head slightly to the side as if he was sulking, avoiding his touch.

Maybe Yemo didn't know what she was crying about, but Luo Yan knew very well why she shed tears.

Because of what Yemo did, she was disappointed in him.

In the past, Luo Yan never minded what kind of person Yemo was, even if he went to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and did all the bad things, Luo Yan could pretend to turn a blind eye, because she didn't love him, she didn't care about her, but now, no.

Luo Yan cried and cried in Yemo's arms, and he had no strength to cry, and in the end, he was drowsy.

Yemo looked at the person in his arms, looked at her crying red eyes, and felt uncomfortable, that feeling was like being choked by a rope, making him breathe heavy and out of breath.

He had never felt so tired.

In the past, he was alone, and no matter what he did, he could have no scruples, but now, he has Luo Yan and ...... their children.

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Luo Yan slept in a daze, and when he woke up, it was already noon the next day.

Her body moved carefully, but the side was empty, Luo Yan opened her eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed as if she had a spring.

The room was very small, there was only one bathroom, one bedroom, Luo Yan didn't see him in the bedroom, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed and rushed to the bathroom!

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