During the trial, what was surprising was that Li Nanchuan, who had always refused to admit his guilt, pleaded guilty.

Moreover, the appeal was not continued.

Probably, he himself knows that there are all human and material evidence, and even if he appeals, it is useless.

He was sentenced to death, deprived of political rights for life, and executed immediately.

He demanded lethal injection.

Before the execution, he asked to see him again.

When I saw Madsong, he was already tied to the bed.

Crazy Song didn't wear a police uniform this time, but still wore a red cheongsam.

She took a red rose in her hand and put it on the tip of his nose: "I just picked it secretly from the flower garden at the gate of the courtyard, isn't it very fragrant?" ”

She smiled and murmured, as if nothing had happened.

Li Nanchuan stared at such a wild song.

Staring at her delicate appearance, her throat rolled, but she couldn't say anything.

He rarely had a time of sadness, but now, when he was dying, he didn't know why, he just felt sad.

It was even more sad to see her so delicate and beautiful.

She was originally, always his.

It's his palm pet.

He thought he had done it the wrong way in the first place.

"Do you hate me?"

"Never hated."

"What about you, did you ever love me?"

In the past few years, the love words she said to him, the things she did to him, was it really just because she was an undercover agent?

She never said she loved him.

In the end, does she love him?

Hearing this, Madsong raised his eyes and looked at him seriously.

Reaching out, his fingers tracing his features.

She said, "I haven't loved you, and you're not qualified for me to love you." ”

He used to be a special being who would give birth to a war spirit and wanted to fight it out.

But that's not all.

She is a dignified hammer that destroys the world, so she will not fall in love with such an existence.

He didn't expect that it would be such an answer, and his expression suddenly seemed to cry and laugh.

This result was expected for a long time, but he was still dying: "Then you, then you gave me those flowers and said those words to me, are they all lying to me?" ”

"No, I didn't lie to you." Wild Song said, "You were dating me at the time, and I was just pampering my own object." ”

She added: "Although I don't love you, but during my relationship with you, I feel that I should be a qualified girlfriend and spoil my man to the sky." ”

He listened to her words and laughed: "You just love me, you don't even realize it, you love me." ”

Crazy Song looked at him helplessly: "If you think it's better to feel like this, then think like this." Actually, I think you're too scumbag, and I want to tell you in that way how boyfriends and girlfriends get along. You say you love me, but you never spoil me, I want to use that way to tell you what it means to really love someone. ”

Li Nanchuan stopped smiling and looked at her.

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything to refute it.

Just staring at her without blinking.

It seems to be using her gaze as a pen, little by little, to trace her into the depths of her soul.

He said: "Really, I love you, I really love, I love very much, I'm going to die now, I can let go of anything, the only thing I think of you is, I feel so uncomfortable." ”

"You're not qualified to love me." Crazy Song touched his head: "Bad people who regard their fellow kind as grass mustard are not qualified to say love, nor are they qualified to be loved." ”

Li Nanchuan laughed when he heard this, as if he had heard some big joke, and tears broke out in the corners of his eyes: "Really, you and I are the same kind, only you and I are the same kind." ”