Su Yueyue grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly, gritted her teeth, and looked at him with clear eyes.

"Hustle - I think... Ask you one thing... No... Lie to me..."

Mo Huo looked at her eyes, strong and desolate, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"Yueyue, you say, you can ask a hundred things, I won't lie to you, I'll tell you everything."

The current Su Yueyue is like an iceman who will melt at any time, unable to withstand the slightest blow, and is extremely fragile.

But there was still strength in her eyes, and she looked at him seriously.

"Hustle... You tell me... Those 130 children... Isn't it... He's dead? ...”

When the words fell, Mo Huo's whole person suddenly seemed to have been struck by lightning and froze there.

Su Yueyue looked at Mo Huo's dull gaze and grabbed his sleeve, "Hustle... Tell me..."

Mo Huo didn't expect that Su Yueyue would actually know about it.

That incident, he did it perfectly, there was no loophole, how could his Yueyue know?

The people who knew about it, he had already killed him, didn't he?

Unexpectedly... Someone told her anyway...

One hundred secrets and one sparse -

"Tell me... Is it true... Uncle Dean... Isn't it... He's dead? Su Yueyue's desolate eyes looked at him deadly, although she had read something from his eyes, she still held on to the last glimmer of hope.

"Hustle... You say... Please... Tell me...", with a pleading, she clutched at his sleeve and was so helpless.

Mo Huo didn't dare to look into her eyes anymore, he didn't dare to accept the desolation in her eyes, let alone listen to her prayers.

But what can he say?

He did all this, and he did it all with his own hands.

It was he who lied to her that Dean Yang had opened another kindergarten with her children in a certain city.

It was he who lied to her and said that they lived happily ever after.

He lied to her that the children were already in school...

He, what else can he say?

"Isn't it...?" She reached out and turned his face to meet her own.

"Hustle... Please, tell... I—" She continued as she spoke, gulps of blood poured up again, and the blood on her face that had not yet dried up was soaked again.

Mo Huo looked at her face and didn't dare to tell her, but his heart hurt because of her clear eyes.

"Yueyue-I..."

Subconsciously, he closed his eyes and did not dare to look into her eyes.

"Dean Yang... I had someone kill him... Those 130 children... It's also me... Drowned..."The words fell, and he only felt a cracking pain in his heart.

He didn't know what her expression was now, he didn't dare to look at it, let alone open his eyes.

Silent, quiet without a single sound.

Su Yueyue listened, her heart ached, she didn't expect it.

It's just because of himself that he killed so many people.

She didn't know the cause of their deaths, and even fell in love with their enemies and conceived children.

Hehe - it seems that the child is destined to be beaten, and her terminal illness is also their curse on her.

It's all her fault...

"Hustle—look at me—" she let go of the tip of her tongue, and in an instant, a wave of nerve-piercing pain came from her chest and brain.

Su Yueyue's eyes flickered, "Poof! Blood spat out his body.

"Yueyue! ... Don't be angry, don't be angry..."Mo Huo opened his eyes, he didn't expect to see such a scene.

All of a sudden, my heart was entangled.

"Yueyue, it's my fault, it's me who is sorry for you... Hit me, scold me. Mo Huo hurriedly calmed her down, but Su Yueyue vomited blood in a big gulp, and the air around her didn't seem to be enough for her to breathe, and her chest rose and fell.

"Hustle..."She tried to open her eyes full of mist and looked at Mo Huo's face seriously, as if she wanted to remember it deeply.

"Hustle... Next... I must... Don't talk to you... Meet again—" she said, holding out a trembling hand to touch his face.

"Just think it's... Also their... I wish I had it..."

"Monthly... No... You won't be allowed to leave me in the next life... I don't want you to go..."Mo Huotong's red eyes couldn't help but shed big tears.

Tears dripped on Su Yueyue's blood-covered face, but it made her smile.

"Hustle... I hate you so much... But..."(I love you so much.) Before the last five words were finished, the voice suddenly sounded like a phone with a power outage, and the music inside stopped abruptly.

In the next second, her hand hung down weakly, her head was tilted, and she lost her breath.

Mo Huo was stunned, and at this moment, he paused there.

For a few seconds, as long as a century had passed, the air around him felt cloudy, lifeless, and hopeless.

In his ears, only the words swirled, 'I'm so good... Hate you'.

She said she hated him...

She didn't even finish the rest of the sentence and left him like that.

Why?

Why did she say when she died, don't meet him again in the next life?

"Yueyue-Yueyue..."Mo Huo's eyes were glazed, and he couldn't shed any tears.

He just reached out with a trembling hand and gently stroked her cheek, wiping the blood from her face.

Her other hand was still tightly gripping the corner of his clothes, never letting go, with the last trace of nostalgia.

"Yueyue—don't be afraid, I'm here." Mo Huo opened his eyes stupidly, hugged her in his arms, and then he smiled.

"Yueyue, didn't you say you wanted to go to the countryside with me?"

"Let's go to a distant place to live in seclusion together, and live a life of coarse tea and light food, okay?"

"You also said that you want to go with me for all the flavors of ice cream, and you also said that you like strawberry flavors."

"You said we were going to eat once a day... It's my fault, we could have eaten together that day..."

"Yueyue, you smile, you clearly said that you want to give me a lot of children..."

The rain gradually fell and hit the two of them.

Su Yueyue's blood was scattered, and delicate flowers bloomed on her face.

"Yueyue-it's okay, you hold on a little longer, I'll take you to the hospital."

As he spoke, Mo picked her up with a smile and staggered in the rain step by step.

"Brush-" The first plane to City A flew over Mo Huo's head, and Mo Huo patted Su Yueyue's cheek in his arms, "Yueyue, look, we didn't catch the plane, it flew away..."

"Yueyue, let's go to the doctor first, and then catch the next plane, okay?" He looked at Su Yueyue's pale face stupidly and waited for a few seconds.

"Oh, you said okay, then let's go to the doctor first."

There was no response, but he seemed to have an answer and walked slowly towards the hospital.