Chapter 218 I will accompany you and we will die together (8)

"don't want……"

When Tong Ran saw this, he was completely desperate.

She thought that whatever she said would be of no use.

Even if he heard what she said, he wouldn't care at all, right?

She closed her eyes, almost drying up her tears from the heart-wrenching shouting just now. The hand holding the needle was already sore and numb, and blood was still dripping down the long wound on her left arm.

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"Mo Nanjue, if you think it's not enough, then I can only pay you back in the next life for the rest..."

As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and directly pierced the needle tip into her chest!

Immediately afterwards, the thumb has gently pushed the piston head of the needle tube!

Boom——

A crisp sound rang in my ears.

An object slipped from the man's clenched hand.

Tong Ran paused, turned around and saw that what fell on the floor was a needle.

A syringe filled with dark red liquid.

He...he let go?

She was right, he actually let go!

The five fingers of Mo Nanjue's released left hand were slightly open. He wanted to clench into a fist several times, but was unable to do so. The moment the needle fell to the ground, he took two steps back, and then a heart-breaking pain came from

Above the head, electric shock began to spread downwards!

"Well -" Although he tried his best to endure, there is a limit to human endurance, not to mention that he had exhausted most of his physical strength. The man's hands trembled in mid-air for a long time. In the end, he just hugged his head and knelt down.

Wan, knelt down directly, "Ah——!!!!"

The voice was full of pain.

Although he was shouting, his voice was still low and forbearing, with a hint of unconscious determination and loneliness.

Perhaps the demon in his body was punishing him by letting go and throwing away the needle, and started running around. He clenched his teeth and felt blood surge up from below.

Even he himself didn't know why he did it and where he got the courage to let go of the needle he was holding tightly.

Maybe it's because Tong Ran's voice while crying is too sad, or maybe it's because of his heart that can't see clearly and can't let go.

The heart belongs to him, so no one can know it except him.

"Mo Nanjue...are you still in pain?"

Tong Ran was crying with joy, but when she saw how painful he looked, she hurriedly pulled out the needle and threw it far away, trying to walk towards him.

But her whole body was almost bruised, and she couldn't stand up. She had to put her elbows on the floor and crawl towards the place where the man was standing. The room was huge and the ground was cold. Every time she moved forward,

The wound on her left arm was just a little open, but she didn't give up. She didn't know how long she crawled, and finally crawled to his side.

The man only yelled once, then curled up and buried his head in his arms.

Tong Ran reached out and touched his body, only to realize that it was frighteningly hot.

It was cold just a moment ago, but now it's as hot as a high fever.

Who can bear such torture?!

"You... don't curl up. Give me your hand. I'm very cold. I'll help you cool down..."

Tong Ran wanted to grab his hand, but as soon as he touched it, the man threw him away!

Although the short-term coldness makes people feel comfortable, once it is withdrawn, the burning will be even more painful.

It's like a fire of hope was ignited in despair, but extinguished in an instant, which will make people fall into even more bone-gnawing despair.
Chapter completed!