"I don't believe it."

Kong Xinyi spoke, his tone was light, without a trace of hesitation, firm as a rock.

A sadness flashed on his face, as strong as Wan Zhiwei, when he mentioned the name of the girl he loved deeply, his brows would be frowned, his face would be melancholy, and his chest would hurt while breathing. The water in the cup of his mouth can no longer have the heart to drink, if only time could prohibit it, and there is no need to accept such a painful ending.

The ending of three people.

Ji Ouya died, and now it is Yun Moyu's turn again, Wan Zhiwei hooked the corners of his mouth unashamedly: "Our brothers are really difficult brothers, even women can't protect them, and the nest is dead." ”

"Zhiwei, are you sure what you're seeing is the truth? And not an illusion? ”

"......" Wan Zhiwei stared at him fiercely and looked at Kong Xinyi deeply.

The surrounding atmosphere froze, and Kong Xinyi stared at him fixedly for a long time before lowering his head and clenching his fists: "I still don't believe it." ”

"Then you can find a way to see it yourself, I can't help you," Wan Zhiwei suddenly glanced at the surrounding environment, just a small hotel, dim yellow walls, burgundy thick curtains, inferior carpets, turbid smell, God, I Wan Zhiwei actually mixed into this field, how is it not a kind of retribution.

Taking a deep breath, Wan Zhiwei took out a cigarette, but there is not even a balcony here, how can he smoke it?

He, damn it, died of grievance.

"Even if I heard you say it with my own ears, I still don't believe it."

Haha laughed, Wan Zhiwei pulled his hair, squatted down unusually irritablely, and raised Kong Xinyi's face like a panda with one finger, he just played very smoothly, without mercy, but it was a pity that such a handsome face that was unparalleled in the world: "What do you mean?" Otherwise, pull me to unravel? ”

Gao Tingting, who was eavesdropping in the bathroom, had been thinking about it, and suddenly opened the bathroom door in fright when she heard this: "That...... Mo Yu ...... Not ...... really"

couldn't go on, Gao Tingting felt that she hated her, and she cursed every day when she was in the cage. But when it came to life and death, she found that she didn't hate Yun Moyu at all, and she was very heartbroken, if she was still alive, the two might be able to reconcile. Gao Tingting was selfish, but in her heart, it was true that only Yun Moyu walked in alone.

She is even willing to kneel down every day to pray for blessings, as long as Moyu can live, but it is too late to say anything, and it is too sad for Gao Tingting to see the last face, she covered her mouth dumbly, and the tears that she couldn't hold back broke the embankment again, Gao Tingting lost her strength, knelt there and closed her eyes, crying with a whimper.

The joy of reconciling with Wan Zhiwei was diluted by the sadness of Yun Moyu's imminent death......

Wan Zhiwei's face became even more ugly, he went out of the room with a cigarette, and gave Kong Xinyi a chance to ask Gao Tingting, don't ask, this guy won't give up, Wan Zhiwei knows him very well. As for whether Kong Xinyi will hurt Gao Tingting? Wan Zhiwei knew that he wouldn't, because if that was the case, then Wan Zhiwei would also be endlessly devoted to Kong Xinyi.

Two people who know each other, they don't need to say hello at all, after the door was closed, Kong Xinyi struggled to get up from the ground, his legs were still shaking, damn Wan Zhiwei, he kicked too hard, will it break? Damn! Kong Xinyi gritted his teeth and breathed, finally suppressing the unbearable pain.

Jumping two steps on one leg, Kong Xinyi came to the place where Wan Zhiwei had sat before, and sat down: "I have a few words I want to ask you, come here." ”