"Really?" An Ge's tears dripped down and flowed into his lips, salty and bitter, "It turns out that I still did something for you, I was just asked by her, I can't think of it, all I think about is how you take care of me, do this and that for me, like a servant......"

"Ange ......"

Quan Mo has always disliked her arrogance.

"You were still injured when you came back, why didn't you say it? I still want you to carry me here, go there......" An Ge raised his hand and lightly touched the handsome face resting on her lap, his eyes moist, "I'm afraid, it turns out that all I have brought you is harm." ”

"Ango."

Kwon Mo took her hand and brought it to her lips, stopping her from continuing.

"Let's go, Kwonmo, okay?" Ange said again.

"Do you really think so?" Kwon Mo asked, the voice was magnetic.

"Hmm."

She wanted to leave.

Leave the city already unrecognizable.

"Okay." Quan Mo did not hesitate, and promised her in a deep voice, his thin lips clinging to her soft hand.

An Ge didn't expect Quan Mo to agree to her so easily, the moment the tears fell, his lips hooked a touch, and he nodded vigorously, "Hmm." ”

Get away from here.

"Let's ignore that Alina, okay?" Ange said softly, "She is not from the same world as us. She's your savior, and we'll give her a gratuity, okay? ”

Alina is the daughter of the underworld, and any killing poke is a common thing.

Perhaps, being in such an environment for two months has also caused some changes to Quan Mo, and she wants to pull Quan Mo away and not let anyone influence him.

"Okay." Quan Mo looked at her, "Whatever you say is whatever you say, as long as you don't ignore me anymore." ”

“……”

An Ge nodded.

"I'm tired, I'll lie on you and sleep for a while." Kwon Mo said in a low voice, leaning sideways, facing her, curling up his slender body, lying on her lap and closing his eyes.

"Okay."

An Ge said, his hand was tightly grasped by Quan Mo, and he had no intention of letting go.

She looked out the window, and the sun was just right.

It's still in time, isn't it? She can change Kwonmo, can't she?

He is tired and has suffered so much, so let her accompany him to a quiet place to heal......

——★——★——★——★——

Bai Xuan's funeral was three days later.

The hall was full of wreaths and white curtains, and in the center of the tight clusters of flowers was Bai Xuan's posthumous photo, a proud and noble face smiling, but no one could deny her beauty and her youth......

Bai Xuan's posthumous photo is in color.

But no matter how colorful it is, it can't erase the fact that she has passed.

Outside the auditorium, reporters surrounded the media.

An Ge was wearing a wide black dress, so that her stomach was not visible, she walked in with Quan Mo's arm crooked, took the small white flower from the waiter at the door and pinned it to her chest, and then picked up a white rose.

"Xi Shao said, the young grandmother likes white roses very much."

The waiter raised the white rose in his hand and added a sentence.

Almost every guest who came to pay their respects heard this from the waiter.

A simple sentence, inexplicably, makes people feel uncomfortable.

An Ge walked in with Quan Mo's arm around him, there were already many guests gathered in the auditorium, and in front of the mourning hall, Xi Nanxing was standing in a black suit.

It's just that he hasn't seen him for three days, and Xi Nanxing has lost a lot of weight.

An Ge and Quan Mo walked over and bowed three times to Bai Xuan's portrait, she couldn't help but look at Quan Mo, Quan Mo's face was as handsome as ever, and his black eyes were indifferent, revealing a trace of emotion.