(Cat pounces Chinese looking at this approaching man, his expression is indeed looking at a dead man.

She was sure that she was dead, that she had left him...

Seeing him running away and unable to do anything, Luo Xi suddenly cracked the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Smile so relieved, so bright.

It caught Jing Mohao off guard.

This bright and touching smile was something he hadn't seen in a long time.

But why, what he saw in this smile was her heartfelt relief and ridicule.

"Jing Mohao, I'm finally leaving you."

The woman suddenly spoke, her voice ethereal, like a transmission from heaven.

The man's face was gloomy and terrifying as he listened to her incomparably beautiful and heartfelt words, but after taking a step towards her, he burst into laughter, chuckling like a ghost, unpredictable.

This time, it was Luo Xi's turn to be stunned.

Before the smile on his face could be withdrawn, he heard the man's ghostly voice come from him, "Luoxi, do you think you can escape?" ”

When Luo Xi heard this, his complexion suddenly disappeared.

He could hear himself.

I'm not dead...

She got up suddenly, but suddenly felt her wrist sink and couldn't lift it at all.

Lowering his head, Huo Ran found that his wrists were tightly trapped by two heavy handcuffs welded to the side of the bed, and he couldn't move at all.

When he raised his eyes again, the man was already standing at his side, his face full of cold desperation, and no smug pride.

He did this, which in itself was the greatest insult to himself, because he couldn't think of any better way to keep her.

He couldn't trap her heart, and he could only use such the most despicable person to imprison her.

Jing Mohao propped his hands on the woman's side, his face approaching, forcing Luo Xi to lie back on the bed.

The cold light in his eyes was hidden, and his lips fell on the woman's forehead, "Lie down." ”

Luo Xi's eyes were filled with disgust, as if being in this world would make her covered in mud.

"Why save me, why do you want to come back!" It was almost an angry rebuke, penetrating deep into Jing Mohao's chest.

Why don't you let her die...

Why do you want to tie her up in this cold and foul-smelling world?

Seeing her live like this is better than death, is he so happy...

The man looked at her again, and there were only a few scattered clouds left in his pupils, "Why?" Just because you are my person, it is up to me to decide when you die. ”

It is inevitable that a person's birth cannot be controlled by himself, and how sad it would be if even death could not be determined by himself.

Can't survive, can't die, what does he do with himself? Prisoners?

Scold... Now that even the handcuffs are used, what is it if it is not a prisoner?

But what had she done wrong to make him treat herself like a prisoner?

Why should he... Why?!

Luo Xi's eyes were filled with angry flames, waiting for the man in front of him, as if he could burn his charming handsome face to ashes.

She struggled to break free of her clamps with both hands, and her already slender wrists slammed against the iron cuff, making a series of piercing sounds.

The man's eyes sank, and he quickly grabbed the woman's cruel hands, and said in an aggravated tone, "Luoxi, you give me honesty!" ”

Luo Xi raised his foot and kicked at the man, but the man pulled out a hand to hold his ankle and threw it back to its original place.

"Luoxi, I think you have replenished your blood a lot, and your strength is useless, right?"

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