Chapter 386： Ironing his heart ... like blowing a breath on the wound (1/2)
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A beautiful and elegant woman is standing across the dark alley.
She was wearing a simple black coat, her hair was blown by the cold wind, and she looked at the man who was seriously injured. Finally, her eyes fell on Chi Huan's body, and she frowned slightly, with a sigh in her expression.
It's Wen Yan.
”You send him first ...”
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by a sudden sound of panic, ”Shi Qian!”
Liang Manyue got out of the taxi and ran straight over.
It wasn't that she knew Mo Shiqian was here from the beginning, but just because Wen Rong and Chi Huan were standing there with their own attractive gas fields, she ran over when she saw Chi Huan.
Then naturally saw the seriously injured man.
Even if she was originally wearing a black body, the light was almost dim, and she could only see the outline of the person, but the man's black body seemed to be dark red with blood.
Wet the ground.
Compared to bright red blood, it is less shocking, but it is easier to let panic be amplified by imagination.
What's more, the unhealed injuries of the car accident, the second injury of getting out of bed, and the relentless attack by three or four men ...
No need to zoom in anymore.
Liang Manyue rushed forward without thinking, lifted him from the hands of several bodyguards, tears burst out, and his voice was crying. ”How are you, the doctor said you can't get out of bed Now, why did you run away again ... ”
The crying, silent, seemed exceptionally clear in this quiet night.
As if the night was quiet.
Wen Zheng looked at Chi Huan, and still whispered to the bodyguards, ”Be careful, take him to the hospital.”
”Yes.”
Chi Huan's sight had already fallen on Mo Shiqian's body. She stepped on high heels, stepped forward, stopped, took another step, and then stopped.
Liang Manyue cried so hard that she couldn't cry a drop of tear on her face.
She still didn't walk over in the end.
Because Wen Yan has come to her.
Her voice is low and soft, and there is a gentle illusion, but her words are neat and clear, ”You want to pass, I will not stop you, but you think clearly, you pass now, do you think clearly? And accepting the consequences of the past is still just a moment of intolerance and impulse-if it is just an impulse, it is better to bear it. ”
Better to bear it.
to beat……
These three words are like black and white words, hanging in her mind and looping countless times, there is no other content.
Mo Shiqian was carried by her bodyguard and passed by her eyes.
She saw his face, handsome, frowning, injured, still cold.
His arm dropped, and the dark red blood dripped down his fingertips, dripping all the way.
Her eyes were always close to him, but her face seemed to be numb by the cold wind, without expression.
”Slap”.
It was another slap, and fell to her face with extreme anger.
Just hit the face of the woman who fanned before, even stronger.
Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Chi Huan, seeing her expression and reaction, so she didn't stop or say something.
Liang Manyue was shaking with anger in her whole body, and looked at her with almost hatred, ”Why do you treat him this way? Chi Huan, why do you have the heart to treat him so?”