"How is she?" Liu Yu hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Zhu Jin looked calm and said lightly, "Trauma, it doesn't matter. ”

The nature of the work of the poppy organization means that they are destined to suffer some trauma frequently, so after entering the organization, the management of trauma is the most basic training. Moreover, years of killing have made them accustomed to such injuries.

"I'll go in and have a look." Liu Yu's expression was a little urgent.

Zhu Jin glanced inside, and the figure behind the curtain was leaning on the side of the bed, not lying down. Zhu Jin turned sideways and motioned for him to go in.

Liu Yu nodded, thanked her, and walked into the house gently.

Zhu Jin looked at their entangled affair, and he didn't know what he thought of in his heart, and he was also sad. She sighed and exhaled, helping them slowly close the door.

Liu Yu slowly approached Tianjin's bed, looking at her somewhat pale face, extremely heartbroken.

Just now, I prepared a lot of coaxing words outside the door, but standing in front of her at this moment, I could only say two words, "Jin'er......"

Tianjin's eyes rolled slightly, avoiding his gaze, and said in a low and steady voice, "I'm fine, if you are not seriously injured, go back to the barracks." Sima Yuanxian should also go back. ”

Since she regained her memory, her former cute and even somewhat playful appearance has disappeared, and she has become cold and arrogant, and she no longer shows weakness.

Since she is no longer showing weakness, she has no choice but to show weakness to Liu Yu, "Jin'er, I'm sorry." ”

"It's all my Tianjin who is wrong, what do you apologize for?" Tianjin snorted lightly, did not show weakness or accept his weakness, and continued to scold, "Aren't you angry? Isn't it gone? Who am Ijin, what crime has I not suffered in Tianjin, and what is it for me to worry about this little thing. You, let go ......"

In the end, he lost the demeanor of a strong man at all, but gambled like a little woman. Liu Yu saw that she was getting more and more out of control, so he simply grabbed her hand

"Jin'er, Jin'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Liu Yu held Tianjin's hand tightly, his face was full of guilt, and he kept apologizing, "I shouldn't be jealous for no reason to make you angry, I shouldn't doubt you, and I shouldn't always leave you alone to face those hardships." ”

However, he didn't mean to trouble her, he just loved her too much.

Love to the point of getting carried away.

"It's me who is willful, it's me who always wants to dominate you, and I don't care about your feelings. It's me...... I've always wanted you to forget the past, and I've even done anything to hurt you. ”

He confessed to the stupid things he had done, just as he admitted that he was humble. It takes the courage to bow his head, and it also needs a listener who makes him feel extremely relieved.

Although Tianjin had questioned him about the poison in his eyes, she had already forgiven him when she learned about it from Dr. Zhang. She was just angry, angry at why he didn't believe in his heart. He actually tried to use those indiscriminate means to force her to show weakness and force her to forget the past.

But the past is not Tianjin's refusal to let go.

"I also want to forget the past, and I also want to be that innocent woman, snuggling up to you without distractions. But the killings, the bloody past, weighed heavily on my heart. ”

Tianjin let out a low roar, tears of pain came out of her eyes, God knows what she endured every night, "They all blame me, I can't say anything." My father abandoned the Dajin Army, and I couldn't take Xie Yan with me...... As soon as they closed their eyes, they were full of resentful voices. Even you blame me, you doubt my loyalty, hate me for having two hearts......"

"No, no, I know you love me." Liu Yuyi hugged the heartbroken Tianjin into his arms, he never knew that his wife had to bear so much pain in the past.

And Liu Yu's pain is just ......

"I just can't accept that you once loved another person so deeply."

Yes, loved, loved fiercely.

Love to the heartbreak, love to have no regrets, love to the mountains and rivers broken.

But so what?

Tianjin closed her eyes, tears dripping down her palms.

They didn't get together in the end.

"The jade flute shattered again, like a curse." Tianjin lamented, "In the troubled times, you sang and I appeared, can we go to the end?" Will we betray each other? Will we separate? ”

"No, we'll make it to the end." Liu Yu hugged Tianjin tighter, "Jin'er, forgive me, don't be angry, and don't be sad anymore." I, Liu Yu, will never betray you. ”

Such beautiful words, Tianjin has not heard before. It's just that in the face of creation, all words seem light. But Tianjin still firmly believes in every beautiful word.

If a person's life sees everything thoroughly, then the years from the rest until death comes, it should be a sad time.

"That's right." Tianjin suddenly remembered something, and his eyes became cold, "Is Wen Jin still in Liu's Mansion?" ”

"Yes." Liu Yu was a little puzzled, "I locked her up in Liu's Mansion and sent someone to supervise her, what's wrong?" ”

Tianjin was silent, his expression was solemn, his brows were slightly twisted, and his eyes were faintly filled with murderous intent.

"I haven't seen her since I imprisoned her in Liu's mansion." Liu Yu thought that Tianjin was still thinking about his mistake of Wen Jin and Tianjin, so he couldn't help but swear again, "I will never have anything to do with her again, if you don't like it, I will send someone to send her away tomorrow." ”

"Don't, just let her stay there......" Tianjin stopped Liu Yu's arrangement, and looked out the window with a steady expression, but there was a terrifying aura in his unwavering eyes.

In one of the wings, the windows were tightly closed, and the sunlight shone through the window paper, casting a faint mottle on the desk.

A pair of slender hands are gently gluing a torn painting with a long strip of paper. His fingers were slender and distinct, and they were clearly a pair of vigorous and beautiful hands. However, the hideous and terrifying scar on the back of his hand faintly tells his story that will not be ordinary.

Gluing the last small piece, the man blew lightly before carefully turning the painting upside down.

In the painting, there is a fiery woman like a song, she is dressed in a scarlet military uniform, with a fierce demeanor and peerless beauty. It's a pity that a small imprint cross-cut through the painting has become a big pity.

It's clearly a torn painting.

The man was wearing a mask, and his expression was not clear, and the tips of his fingers slid gently over the edge of the painting, but he was reluctant to touch the beautiful woman in the painting as if it were taboo.

Eventually, he looked up at the closed window, stunned. He seemed to be able to see far, far away through the opaque window.