"Cher......" An irresistible grief was like the sharpest sword in the world, slicing his heart fiercely.

He really didn't have the confidence that he could move her in two months.

"I don't want to see you again, you let me out! I've read that book too.,You said it yourself.,You'll leave after I'm done! ”

Jian Junxi stretched out his hand and pointed to the door of the room, as if he was possessed by Shura, his ruthless gaze was not as cold as a human being.

Her words made Nangong Jing feel that a huge clutch suddenly appeared on his back, ruthlessly pushing him into the abyss, never seeing the light of day.

His legs trembled slightly, and tears of grief slipped silently from his eyes, in this life, except for the death of his second uncle, all the tears flowed for her alone.

He doesn't know why? She can always be so ruthless

Desperate asked in a tone: "I just want to ask you one last question, have you ever liked me, even a little bit ......"

Jian Junxi has a pain in his throat that he can't spit out, do you like it?

I really didn't think about this problem, where did she have time to think about whether she liked him or not, and she had endless problems to solve every minute of her soberness

I'm afraid that if I don't take into account any detail, everything I have been operating for many years will be in vain.

However, why did his tears make her feel like a sharp sword piercing her heart, and the pain was so sudden.

Turning around, he lifted his eyes, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Never, even a little!" ”

Nangong Jing only felt that something suddenly smashed on his heart, and in his dim eyes, tears of grief slipped down, as if his heart was dripping blood.

The pale lips trembled slightly: "I know, I'm sorry to disturb you, in the future, I won't appear in your world."

If you live, I will live with you, and if you die, I will go to hell with you! ”

Jian Junxi's cold eyes were mixed with tears, and this kind of pain made her feel very strange.

After countless kinds of pain, the pain of skin and flesh is the lightest, the pain of guilt makes her chok, and missing her mother is her most painful, so what is this? Is it hard to ask for it?

In an instant, there was silence, and endless sentimentality spread in the room, so oppressive that it was suffocating......

At the moment when the two of them looked at each other, Nangong Jing suddenly narrowed his eyes and pushed Jian Junxi away like the wind.

"Bang ......" "Hmm......" With the sound of glass explosion, he snorted and his body trembled slightly.

Jian Junxi was pushed to the ground by him, and when he saw blood dripping on the ground, he was shocked, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that Nangong Jing's heart was bleeding nonstop, and he was about to fall to the ground.

"Gong Jing......" Jian Junxi screamed, like a sword off the string, rushing up to support his body like a lightning speed, and fell to the ground.

The shocking blood made her face fade with fright, and her mind was blank, and she had no way to think about what happened at that moment just now?

"Gong Jing, you...... How are you? Jian Junxi's hand trembled uncontrollably, and he reached out to press his bleeding chest.

Nangong Jing's forehead was covered with a big cold sweat, but the corners of his lips raised a slightly tired smile, this smile pierced Jian Junxi's heart......

She hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed Wen Hao's number.

Before he could speak, Jian Junxi shouted hysterically: "Rush to my house as fast as possible!"

Nangong Jing was shot in the heart, I have all the instruments and equipment here, you just need to bring medicine, you must be fast! ”

"Yes, young master!" Wen Hao also heard the seriousness of the matter, and began to prepare medicine after hanging up.

(End of chapter)