Miss Yan closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, not paying attention to the young master at all, because she knew that since Nangong Tou had planned to meet her three children, she would not allow herself so casually now.
die.
That's what she thought.
But I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep for twenty minutes, but I still didn't hear any movement around me.
She opened her eyes and looked to the side, only to see Nangong turning sideways. Blood was flowing like a column, almost staining all the bedding and clothes around her red. Even her right arm closest to her was dripping with blood.
Blood beads——
"Damn!" He couldn't help shouting, and Yan Xiaoyu sat up and yelled at him, "Nangong Tou, are you stupid? Didn't you see that you are about to bleed to death?"
Nangong Tou didn't move or answer. He just moved his dry and pale thin lips slightly and breathed out weakly. It seemed that he had been bleeding too much.
Gritting his teeth, Yan Xiaoyu jumped out of bed angrily, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to find things for bandaging and disinfection, walked up to him, glared at him fiercely, and started to get the knife for him.
She was not prepared to show mercy at all.[
But seeing Nangong Tou's weak and pale face, he still couldn't hold it back, so he lowered his hand, treated him cautiously, carefully pulled out the knife, and bandaged him carefully.
While bandaging, she told herself 23,800 times in her heart that this was just for investigating the case. This was not for the personal relationship between her children. This was just for investigating the case. Yan Xiaoyu, please don't give me crazy thoughts.
think!
Who knows, just after bandaging, when I wiped the sweat off my forehead with a sigh of relief, I suddenly heard a soft voice from above, "I know, you are doing it for..."
"I'm not doing it for you! I'm not doing it for you—!"
Miss Yan shouted anxiously!
Master Tou was stunned, looked at her, and explained a little guiltily, "What I want to say is...investigate the case."
The little fish stagnated and wilted, then glared at him fiercely, turned his head, jumped out of bed and sat in a corner far away from him, sulking to himself at the door.
Master Tou looked at her back and smiled.
There was tenderness in that smile, there was nostalgia, there was a sense of care and sweetness that was lost and found...
In fact, she is still like that. In fact, she has never changed.
Even if she says she is no longer his, even if she says she already hates him deeply.
However, in his heart, she will always be like this.
It won't change.
At this moment, what broke the silence between the two of them was the rapid ringtone of Nangong Tou's cell phone in the room. He took the call, and after a few words, his eyes dropped slightly, he responded with a low voice, and hung up the phone.
"How is it?" Xiaoyu turned his head.[
"Arrest them all." Nangong Tou whispered four words and replied, "Hundreds of tons of drug goods and drugs were seized, and the leader was caught."
"Arrest?" Xiaoyu was stunned and looked at him, "You have...sent people in advance to prepare for an ambush and arrest..."
"We'll go over now."
Nangong Tou didn't explain much, grabbed her hand, walked out of the room and walked towards the black sports car under the hotel——
Xiaoyu looked at the palms of the two people's hands and tried to struggle.
However, when she felt the warmth and calmness coming from Nangong Tou's palm, she chose to remain silent.
No struggle.
Just let her hold her hand and go straight to any direction...
This feeling is like a rushing "tide", causing years of memories to surge in like a rising tide, overwhelming my mind.
However, she did not let go, and never struggled to let go.
I don’t know whether it’s because I regard this as a kind of nostalgia, or because deep down in my heart, I am greedily obsessed with this final parting.
She just knows.
If this continues, it will become worse and worse for him and for him.
On a rainy night with lightning and thunder, I was hurt so much, and a man with wounds all over his body and blood on his face——
Possession, red fruit.
Roaring, animal "nature".
The smell of sweat.
The smell of blood.
A man's growl.
The tormenting pain of the first night...
To this day, the smell of blood left on her body in every inch and every bit of skin on the man's body is still so clear.
To this day, I still wake up from my dreams in the middle of the night.
So scared.
It's this man!
This is the man for sure.
When she first saw them, she felt that these eyes were strangely familiar. The brightness, the brightness in the dark night, always gave her a feeling of déjà vu.
Now, looking at each other, she remembered.
This was exactly the man who suddenly appeared from the darkness a year ago when she was undergoing special training in the wild. She was ambushed, poisoned, disappeared, and seriously injured while hiding in the wild forest.
She thought she had found a savior.
Unexpectedly, the man was injured all over his body and his face was covered in blood. He was unconscious and speechless. He roared and plundered again and again.
Crazy, wild sex.
Completely ignoring her pleas for help, possessing, possessing... he tortured her until she passed out, and then finally let her go.
That is a man who is like a devil...
That was a painful memory for her that no one knew about, but that she would never forget.
The man disappeared early the next morning.
Later, she also secretly investigated the man's identity and whereabouts in order to take revenge, but unexpectedly, there was no trace or information, and the investigation always ended unsuccessfully.
Now……
This face, this scar, the location of the bloodstain, plus these eyes...
She will not admit her mistake, she will never admit her mistake!
"It's you..." Qingtian clenched the concealed weapon in his hand. Because he held it too hard, there were a few sweat stains on the black concealed weapon. "I want to kill you... I must kill you."
Got you..."
The man seemed to be confused. He picked up the half-mask he had dropped, dusted it off, put it on his face again, looked at her, and asked in a low voice, "Kill me?"
"That's right." Qingtian turned his cold eyes and asked him with suppressed trembling, "A year ago, the night of the first snowfall in Germany, do you still remember?"
The man obviously understood her verbal expression and did not reply. Instead, he glanced at the watch on his wrist, raised it and said to her, "Help."
As he spoke, he walked towards her, and finally put the watch in front of her eyes and said, "Look at the watch."
"What?" Qingtian's reaction to him was unexpected.
"Me." He pointed to himself and then to the watch, "No, look at the watch."
His speech was still choppy and clear.
But what he said had nothing to do with what Song Qingtian asked.
Qingtian seemed to be sure that this man was the devil he was looking for.
It also seems to be certain that this man is completely playing tricks on her now!
"Are you looking at the watch?" Qingtian took it, lowered his head, smiled, and finally raised it, hit him hard on the face, and shouted at him, "I bought a watch last year. If I don't kill you today, I won't."