"I can't die." Gong Shaoming still said so lightly, not caring about his own life or death.

An Moran put the disinfectant and tourniquet into the first aid kit, and reached out and pressed Gong Shaoming's hand that wanted to start the engine, "Go to the hospital first, otherwise I won't go anywhere." ”

"I said I can't die, An Moran, put away your coy attitude, if you're really afraid of me dying, you won't shoot me!" Gong Shaoming's uncontrollable roar.

The picture of An Mo Ran blocking in front of Lan Rui and shooting at him came to mind, and his heart ached.

Damn woman, actually shot at him for other men!

An Moran was stunned by his roar, "I said I didn't mean to......"

She really just missed......

"Is there a difference?"

Whether it was intentional or not, she shot at him to protect other men, does it make a difference?

An Moran pulled out a bitter smile and didn't explain again.

"You have to go to the hospital."

That's what she insisted on.

Gong Shaoming didn't even give her the corner of his eye, reached out to break her hand that was blocking him, and quickly pressed the lock of the car door to prevent An Moran from threatening him by jumping out of the car again.

As soon as the accelerator was pressed, the car sped out like an arrow off the string.

……

"Gong Shaoming, your injuries need to be treated in the hospital......"

An Moran repeated the Nth time tirelessly, looking at Gong Shaoming, who seemed to be deaf and couldn't listen at all, his beautiful face was not full of anxiety, he couldn't care about anything, he just wanted to persuade him to go to the hospital.

didn't notice at all which direction Gong Shaoming's car was going, and everything around him had slowly moved away from the hustle and bustle of the city......

"Uhhh

The car stopped steadily in a quiet suburb, An Mo's eyes were shining, sweeping the familiar scenery in front of him, a little stunned, here it is-

"Get out of the car."

Gong Shaoming turned his head, turned off the engine, and opened the car door straight and walked down first.

An Moran came back to his senses and pushed open the door and got out of the car, and glanced at Gong Shaoming, who walked to the back compartment and took out a bouquet, his eyes moved slightly.

When she took the first aid kit just now, she found the bouquet in the back compartment, and thought it was just a coincidence, but now it seems that Gong Shaoming had prepared it a long time ago.

But why, did he bring himself here......

An Moran took a deep look at Gong Shaoming's tall body, his eyes fell on the mountain not far away, and his steps moved forward uncontrollably......

Gong Shaoming took the bouquet and turned around, and saw An Moran's back walking firmly in one direction, his eyes dimmed, refracting a ghostly light.

He strode towards her, and when he walked to An Moran's side, he put his big hand around her shoulders and led her slowly towards the grassy hillside.

"Mom, we're coming to see you."

Gong Shaoming had a warm smile on his face, and gently put the flowers in his hand in front of an inconspicuous tombstone on the hillside, and the golden tulips were as noble and elegant as the people in the tomb.

Wei An's body was half-squatting, and his slender fingers took out a square scarf and carefully wiped the photo of the kind-faced woman on the tombstone.

An Moran stood behind him, his eyes moistened as he watched his actions, and he wanted to step forward to say something several times, but he held back again.

His eyes kept moving from the tombstone in front of him to a small dirt bag not far away, touching the small blades of grass flying on the small dirt bag, and he couldn't help choking......

Gong Shaoming turned his head and looked at An Moran with tears like rain, his handsome face was tense, his eyes flashed, and he looked along her line of sight, but he didn't see anything.