Chapter 1987 (2/2)
If it was me, I would never forget you unless I died.
But you don't recognize me
You look at me now, so strange, like looking at a stranger, looking at a prey
”Bang!”
In the cloud painting a heart blocked to death, the room sudden changes.
Bo Si Qing suddenly took his head and bumped into the small glass window on the door!
What's going on here?!
Cloud painting was startled. She even stepped back and looked at the scene in horror.
”Bang!”
”Bang bang!”
Bo Si Qing's head seems to be completely unaware of the pain, as if there is no sense of general, once and again hit the glass window!
The glass is toughened glass with high strength and can withstand certain shock waves. Cloud painting has been tried, and it is difficult to break the glass with a fist.
But Bo Si Qing just used his head, and smashed the glass to crack again and again!”Ah Qing!”
”Bo Si Qing!”
”What's wrong with you? You stop! You don't want to die! ”
After the initial shock, cloud painting is a huge panic.
Bo Si Qing smashed the glass with his head like this, which was like losing his mind completely. Did he want to crash himself to death!
However, no matter how the cloud painting yells, the Bo Si Qing inside seems to be unable to hear it.
He's still banging his head on the glass.
Later, he even held his head in his hand.
It's just that his movements are strange.
His hand pushed the door for a while, as if to push his body away, and then he broke his head, as if to prevent his head from hitting the glass
”Bang!”
He hit himself all of a sudden.
Cloud painting was startled, she covered her mouth in horror, her eyes were not confident.
Is he crazy?
He hit himself hard on the cheek.
He threw himself staggering a few steps, bumping into one side of the wall before stopping.
Cloud painting is full of panic.
At this time, Bo Si Qing, who ran into the wall, threw his hands on the wall, pinched his fingers on the wall, and scratched ten bloodstains on the white wall
His fingernails were bleeding, but he couldn't help it. His fingers were still digging hard against the hard wall.
Cloud painting is about to collapse. What's wrong with him!
Are you crazy?
At this time, Bo Si Qing's body was like a rusty machine, turning her head bit by bit mechanically to see Xiangyun painting.
His eyes were red.
He opened his mouth and spoke.
There was no sound.
The door was isolated, and she could not hear any sound inside. She could only look at his mouth and guess what he was going to say.
The first time, she didn't understand.
She thought he would not repeat it, but to her surprise, he did.
Cloud painting can only understand simple spoken language. He seems to be holding on, twisting his head to look at her. The tendons in his neck are protruding, collapsing very straight and tight, like this action, which needs to consume all his strength!
”Go, draw, go, go...”
”Draw, go, get out of here...”
Yun Hua followed his mouth and said these words, which he kept repeating.
He knows her?
He knows her!
But He let her go?
Cloud painting was stunned for a moment. Before he could be happy, he quickly and constantly shook his head, ”no, no, Bo Si Qing, I will never go! I won't go! I'm not going to die
”Go
”Go
”Draw, go! Leave
The red color in his eyes was even more red, and the bloodstains left on the white wall were longer and heavier. His mouth grew to the largest, and the tendons in his neck were completely protruding. It seemed that he had used all his strength to roar at her: ”go! Let's go -- ”
go