Chapter 92 (2/2)

Fu Zhiran looks at the bleeding wrist, and the picture of LAN Jingyan and Jia Beishan taking wedding photos in the park that day comes to mind.

Imagine how many blessings they receive today.

She had expected, proud of him was hurt, not so easily back, so she made this last fight.

But still can't turn the tide.

All of a sudden, she forgot the purpose of what she did today. She really felt that life was beyond love.

Suddenly, I want to die like this.

Fu Zhiran slowly closed his eyes, his hand was full of strength, clenched his fist, trying to make the blood flow faster.

Want to end quickly, no longer so tangled alive.

”Bang!”

The door of the bathroom was kicked open.

But Fu Zhiran has no strength to open his eyes, but the sound of kicking the door is so familiar that there is no one else except the domineering LAN Erye.

”Fu Zhiran, are you crazy?”

See the blood flowing into a river on the ground, LAN Jingyan's heart, in that second, almost jumped out.

He stepped to Fu Zhiran's side and bent down to pick her up.

Her weight made his heart beat.

In his familiar arms, Fu Zhiran gradually regained her sense of survival. She tried to open her eyes and look at the man's tense and cold face.

The corner of her mouth slowly tilted up, ”Jingyan!”

She raised her bloody hand to touch LAN Jingyan's face.

The weak voice, in LAN Jingyan's ears, is pitifully like the cry of a newborn kitten.

Let him can not help but want to love, love.

LAN Jingyan reaches out her hand, grabs her bleeding wrist, grits her teeth, and stares at her angrily, ”don't you fall in love with Rong Yue? So what are you doing now? ”

During the conversation, he was out of the bathroom and at the gate.