Outside the window, thunder fought, and lightning flew in front of the window, as bright as day.

Didn't get a response.

"Guns."

Quan Mo stretched out his hand to the bodyguard next to him, and a silver pistol was placed in his palm.

Kwon Mo shot at the door lock.

The door opened.

Quan Mo's hand spasmed, threw the gun away, and walked in step by step, his legs were stiff, his short hair had already been wet by the rain, his handsome face was pale, and the blood stains on the corners of his lips were like poppies.

In the air, there was a bloody oppression.

He walked in, An Ge sat quietly at the window alone, his legs were also shrunk, a pair of slender arms hugged his knees tightly, a pair of black and white eyes stared blankly ahead, there were no tears on his face, and there was no emotion.

Even if it's a doll without a soul.

Only the hollow remains.

The rain slanted down her face, soaking wet.

At that moment, Quan Mo's feet were nailed to the ground alive, as if he was looking at a non-existent person, too far away from him......

For a long time.

Quan Mo walked up to her step by step, raising his palm to caress her face.

After making sure that he had touched the real her, Quan Mo said in a dumb voice, "Ange, come down ......"

Only this sound, only this one gentle movement, An Ge unconsciously dodged, as if frightened, the person was planted out of the window, and the next second, she was hugged into her arms by Quan Mo, and the person was pulled away from the windowsill.

Both fell to the ground.

She lay on top of him, her face resting above his waist, her eyes still hollow......

"I'm back."

Quan Mo lay on the cold floor, his slender five fingers inserted into her hair, and the warmth of his palm was transmitted to her.

“……”

An Ge's eyes were hollow, dull, and numb.

"Ange, I'm back." Quan Mo repeated in a low voice, "No matter who it is, no matter what you say, don't believe it. ”

You know what.

As long as he came back, she didn't have to fear anything.

“……”

Ange remained motionless.

Quan Mo sat up from the ground, pulled her up, and stroked her face with his big palm, the numbness on her face made him panic for no reason......

How much did she know?

It's much clearer.

For a moment, An Ge's long eyelashes trembled, his pupils moved, he looked at him, his eyes fell on the blood stains on the corners of his lips, and he slowly raised his hand to wipe it off for him, and even his voice was pale, "Why did you get hurt?" ”

"Because I want to see you."

"......" An Ge was stunned.

"I lied to you on the phone, it's not that I don't want to, I'm coming back to see you." Kwon Mo's voice was hoarse, and his dark eyes stared at her deeply.

He doesn't like to talk about love.

But if love words can change something, he is willing.

An Ge's heart was pounded hard, and he looked at the scars on his face fixedly, in order to see her, so it didn't matter if he was injured, right?

Silly power ink.

An Ge's eyes were red, the water covered his eyes, his fingertips brushed the blood on the corners of his lips, and he said with some difficulty, "I...... I remembered ......"

"What do you remember?!"

Her hand was clenched by him, firmly imprisoned.

An Ge was stunned, staring at his wound for a long, long time......

"Boom—"

Thunder rang out again, frantically destroying ears.

Kwon Mo's dark eyes locked on her face, and his slender hand tightened tighter and tighter, revealing his nervousness.

For a long time.

The light in An Ge's eyes flashed, he lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I...... I remembered what I had identified my senior ten years ago. ”

“……”

Kwon Mo's pupils constricted.