The owner of the red pupil looked at the surprised Li Qianshuo and said coldly, "Why?

Li Qianshuo came back to his senses from the words of the master of the red pupils, and said with a little stuttering: "You, you are Yuan!"

"Hmm. Yuan replied coldly.

Li Qianshuo suddenly reversed his previous attitude and said in a deep voice: "Tell me what's going on now?"

Yuan said indifferently: "What's the matter, don't you know it very well in your heart? ”

Li Qianshuo grabbed Yuan's shirt and looked dark. Although he had thought that he might die, he was still a little unwilling. Looking at Yuan who was so indifferent and didn't care, he still couldn't stop wanting to be angry and question.

"Dead, how?"

Yuan looked at the angry Li Qianshuo, paused slightly, took off his hand indifferently, and said boringly: "I don't know." ”

"I don't know, you don't know, you don't want to say that I slept myself to death, do you?" Li Qianshuo glared at Yuan and mocked.

"It's not impossible. Yuan ignored the angry Li Qianshuo and said lazily.

"Are you fooling me?"

"Is it that important?" Yuan looked at Li Qianshuo with some puzzlement. But as if he knew something, he opened his mouth and said, ignoring Li Qianshuo's gaze as if he was going to devour him alive.

"For the sake of what you want to know, it's nothing to tell you. It was killed by Yan Jin's people. ”

"You're going to provoke Yan Jin's people?"

"I blew up their headquarters. ”

"You, you're a madman. However, it doesn't matter if they blow up, whoever calls them so hateful. A frenzy flashed in Li Qianshuo's eyes, and he said expressionlessly.

"Can you be a little more restrained when you speak, it's obviously a paralyzed face, and the tone of your voice doesn't match you. ”

"Tell me, mind yourself, dead. ”

"Do you know how long you've been asleep?" Yuan said heavily, looking at Li Qianshuo, who was paralyzed.

"How long?" Li Qianshuo asked suspiciously, not knowing what medicine Yuan's Hululi was selling.

"A year. ”

"Dead man, what are you talking about?" Li Qianshuo said with some exasperation.

"I didn't want to stay long when I woke up, I just ......"

Li Qianshuo suddenly felt that he was shattered by thunder, his heart was torn bloody, and his lungs seemed to be crushed by a thousand pounds of boulders, which made people breathless, and his throat was also burning fiercely.

Li Qianshuo's pale face had already crawled with tears, and he suddenly rushed towards the abyss. Grabbing Yuan's placket with one hand, his clenched fist and his distinct bone joints smashed into Yuan's face. There was a sad roar in his mouth.

"You lied to me, you lied to me, you lied to me. He is so strong, so shrewd, how can he die, how can he die. You're lying to me, aren't you? You're lying to me. I still owe him so much, how could he die, how could he die. Why is it not you who died, nor me, but why is he the one who died? Why?"

Yuan's indifference and indifference had already died in his arms when he said that the gentle and sunny young man. When the boy who was two years older than him died for him, he was broken. Yuan was like a puppet with a lost soul at Li Qianshuo's beating. Fragile, he looked at the young man with the same sad face as himself with a confused gaze, and he closed his blood-red eyes to meet the boy's anger. It's all for him to bear.

Li Qianshuo's vision had long been blurred by tears, but he was so angry that he couldn't see that Yuan was as sad as him, or even deeper than him. Otherwise, how could he let him hurt himself so much and not fight back. It was his own punishment for himself, as a way to alleviate the grief in his heart.