"Why are you crying, don't cry."

Perhaps because the effect of the anesthetic was not fully understood, Mo Yanjie stumbled several times before coming to Jingtian's side.

Mo Yan wiped away the tears in Jingtian's eyes with his own hands.

"Don't cry, didn't I just speak in a heavier tone, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Mo Yan apologized directly without even thinking about it. He's like a little boy who is helpless, how can he look like a big man.

Seven years, even if she hasn't seen her for seven years, Yanjue will always apologize at the first moment she cries.

This scene seemed to evoke Jingtian's past memories, and tears flowed more cheerfully for a while.

"Smoke."

Jingtian choked up and hugged Mo Yanjue.

It's been seven years, and the temperature of this embrace never seems to have changed.

It was so warm that she wanted to cry.

"It's me, I'm Yanjue, I'm your Yanjue."

Mo Yanjue, this man who is indifferent to everyone, ruthless, and can sacrifice everything to achieve his own goals.

At this moment, I cried unusually embarrassed.

Because he knew that he had been waiting for this moment for seven years.

"I thought, I thought I couldn't wait for you anymore."

"You know what? I thought I was going to lose you forever. ”

Seven years, he looked for her for seven years.

He stood up in despair every time, and he always believed that she was not dead.

He believed she wasn't dead.

But no matter how strong a person is, he will despair.

The shattering of hope again and again made him miserable.

He thought he couldn't wait for her anymore.

He thought he would never be able to wait for his greenery any longer.

It turned out that she was still there.

She's still there, she's still alive and well.

Two lines of tears slid down the inky cheeks.

Hot tears dripped down Jingtian's neck, burning every inch of her skin.

Jingtian couldn't help but cry bitterly when she heard these two words of deep despair in Mo Yanjue.

"I'm sorry for the smoke, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to."

She didn't leave on purpose, she didn't want to leave her on purpose.

She didn't want to.

She didn't expect that when she was doing the task, she would be betrayed by her own people and drugged.

When she had sex with that person, she knew she couldn't go back in this life.

She couldn't drag her defiled body with the smoke.

She didn't dare to go back, and she was afraid that she would see Yan Yan again.

She was afraid that he would dislike her.

"I just think I'm so dirty like this."

Hearing Qingwu's words, Mo Yan's heart was broken.

When did the woman he had been holding carefully in his hands, a woman as dazzling as the stars, be so unconfident?

"Qingwu, you big fool. I don't love your body. ”

Qingwu's words pierced Mo Yanjue's heart, and her words gave him all the explanations.

Why hasn't she come back for seven years?

"But Qingwu, you are too ruthless."

"Seven years, how can you leave me for seven years without saying a word."

For her, he became the first leader of the organization.

Because only in this way can he save her life.

Although he doesn't know if she's still alive.

But before he gets the news of her death, he will do everything in his power to protect her.

For seven years, he lived for her like a human being, and a ghost was not like a ghost.

Thankfully, he waited for her.

If he really can't wait for her, he will go with her in this place.

Jing Tian heard Mo Yanjue's crying accusatory words, and choked up so much that she couldn't say a word.

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