Ming Liuyue held Mu Xunyu's hand for a moment, she looked back at Ye Chuwei, who was almost crazy, and said to Mu Xunyu: "I'll go and talk to her, I'll come right away!"

Ming Liuyue's gaze turned around Mu Xunyu, and quickly walked to Ye Chuwei.

"Ye Chuwei!" Ming Liuyue blamed herself a little, she didn't expect Ye Chuwei to attribute Jiang Hao's death to Mu Xunyu, and even she planned to kill them.

Ye Chuwei was imprisoned with her hands, but she still didn't settle down, "If it weren't for him, Jiang Hao wouldn't have died!" Jiang Ho won't die!"

Ye Chuwei cried so much, Ming Liuyue frowned, and slapped it down.

"If it weren't for that farce at the wedding, you and Jiang Ho would definitely be fine."

"You ruined the wedding yourself, and you killed Jiang Ho."

Thinking of the injury on Mu Xunyu's back, Ming Liuyue's eyes were slightly cold, "If killing people can relieve hatred, then you should kill yourself the most!"

After speaking, she ran to Mu Xunyu and left with him.

Ye Chuwei's cheeks were still a little painful, she looked at the dagger stained with blood on the ground, and suddenly thought of Jiang Hao's appearance that day.

He said, I thought you had taken a liking to me for so long.

He said, if only you liked him and told me.

Ye Chuwei's eyes overflowed with tears, and suppressed cries kept coming out of her throat.

That day, Ye Chuwei went to the police station to turn herself in.

After turning herself in, she made a request.

The people of the Jiang family did not allow her to worship Jiang Hao, but her last wish was to go and see him.

Ye Chuwei prostrate in front of the tombstone, looking at the words on the tombstone, lost her mind for a long time.

The wedding was ruined by herself, and Jiang Ho was killed by herself.

"Jiang Ho ......" Ye Chuwei bit her lip, and her big tears fell to the ground.

In the quiet air, only Ye Chuwei's crying was left, she looked at the tombstone and moved her lips.

My dear, I still have a word for you—

I love you.

*

Hospital, inside a huge ward.

Ming Liuyue looked at the bandages around the bed, and then looked at Mu Xunyu's pale face, and said in a tangled manner, "Why do you have to bandage me?" I'm afraid I'll hurt you. ”

Mu Xunyu was sweating at the corners of his forehead, the shirt on his back was soaked with blood, and he pulled his lips and said, "Do you want others to take advantage of me?"

Ming Liuyue hesitated and stretched out her hand and asked, "Your shirt ...... Can you solve it yourself? ”

Mu Xunyu: "It hurts."

Ming Liuyue had no choice but to start unbuttoning honestly, and she didn't know if it was because it was too close, she could even hear his breathing clearly.

A button was unfastened, and his delicate collarbone was unmistakably white.

Ming Liuyue almost couldn't untie the second one with trembling hands, she breathed steadily, and unbuttoned them one by one.

Seeing his lean waist, Ming Liuyue's heartbeat gradually accelerated, and she carefully took off his shirt.

The place where he was stabbed in the back was already stuck with the viscous blood "fluid", which looked very terrifying.

Ming Liuyue tried her best to lighten her movements, tearing the piece of fabric apart little by little.

Even though she moved lightly, she couldn't help but ask, "Does it hurt?"

Mu Xunyu's eyes did not change, but the sweat on his forehead kept coming out, and his voice was hoarse, "Hmm." ”

Tearing open the shirt that was sticky with blood, Ming Liuyue casually took out a piece of mint candy, peeled off the leather coat with one hand, and stuffed it into Mu Xunyu's mouth, "You bear with it, it won't hurt to divert your attention." ”

Wonderful! ( = )