Huangfu Xiao threw away the fruit knife in his hand without thinking. Before Wan Wan's other arm was about to disappear from his eyes, he rushed forward, reached out and grabbed Wan Wan's left hand.

Outside the window on the 15th floor, two people were hanging high in the air, and one person was lying on the edge of the window, struggling to drag himself up.

Huangfu Xiao held Wanwan's left hand tightly, and Mo Xichen hugged Wanwan's legs tightly.

With Huangfu Xiao's strength alone, there was no way he could pull them both up.

Wanwan raised her head and looked at Huangfu Xiao with a painful and distorted expression with tearful eyes. She choked and said: "Ah Xiao, let go. If you do this, you will be dragged down. Let go quickly. Let go."

"Don't let go, I won't let go, I can do it. Wife, hold on, I can do it. I am a soldier, this weight is nothing." Huangfu Xiao gritted his teeth and lifted it up with all his strength.

He tried to lift it up, but he only lifted it up a little, and Wan Wan's whole body sank, and even Huangfu Xiao's body was pulled out a little.

"Let go, let go, we will all die if we continue like this. If you don't let go, I will let go." Wan Wan looked at Huangfu Xiao who looked increasingly painful and uncomfortable, and her heart was filled with sadness.

In this life, she has tormented him too much, and she cannot always be his burden and burden.

"Yi Wanwan, if you fucking dare to let go of me, I will jump down right away. None of us will care about our son. Let him be an orphan. Hold on to me, hold on to me. Do you hear me?

Wan, you bastard, you stinky woman, you troublemaker, how dare you let go

If you hold your hand, if you dare to let go, I will hate you to death. I will never see you again in the next life. In the next life, I will find another woman to piss you off and have children with another woman." Huangfu Xiao felt that Wanwan's arm was moving.

It slid down bit by bit, and the little hand holding his wrist gradually loosened.

Huangfu Xiao looked at Wan Wan with sharp eyes, yelled loudly, almost crying, with urgent pleading, looked at Wan Wan's body sliding down bit by bit with horrified eyes, and pushed her hard

Pull up.

"Huangfu Xiao, you won and I lost." Mo Xichen, who was under Wan Wan, smiled sadly and exhaled, "You are right, what I love is winning or losing, and what I love is myself.

I don't really love Wan Wan. Loving someone is not like this. Wan Wan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Now, even if I die, I can't redeem myself for the mistakes I have made."

Mo Xichen underneath him had a charming smile and an elegant face, regaining his former modesty and gentleness.

Mo Xichen cast a reluctant glance at Wan Wan, with a deep and distant smile on his lips. He then let go of his hands and fell straight down the 15th floor.

Wan Wan stared blankly at the falling Mo Xichen, her eyes flashed with astonishment and shock, but more of a sense of sadness and helplessness.

High in the sky, the man in white clothes fell straight down, drawing the most stunning and perfect arc in his life.

Perhaps, people will only wake up completely when they face real death.

That white figure just disappeared from Wanwan's sight.

Huangfu screamed loudly and used all his strength. Without Mo Xichen's weight, he felt much more relaxed. He lifted up with all his strength and pulled Wanwan up and pulled her into his arms.
Chapter completed!