Everyone in the room turned their attention to Muloluo. Zeng Haoran looked through the gap in the crowd and saw a girl with a sad face and tears streaming down her face. Behind her was a tall and noble man.
For a moment, Zeng Haoran's head hurt like it was split, and his heart ached too. He made a sound in pain, and the sound was Luoluo, Luoluo~~ Finally, he hunched over and held his head and fainted weakly on the hospital bed.
Muloluo wanted to rush over, but his waist was held tightly by Lin Xinya. He tried his best to stretch out his hand but could not reach Zeng Haoran. He could only watch from a distance as he fell in pain. In an instant,
, liver and intestines severed.
"Haoran~" Zeng's mother cried loudly in anxiety, shaking her body at a loss, and finally vented her anger on Muloluo, "You broom star, get out~ don't let my son see you again."
Seeing her crying, Lin Xinya's face had already turned ugly. Without saying a word, she half-hugged and half-pulled her into 801, and slammed the door.
"Please let me look at him again, look at him again~ Please, let me look at Haoran again~" At this moment, Muloluo forgot about the impossibility between them, and only wanted to see him, even if it was in his heart
She was willing to break it, even if it hurt her, and she insisted on watching it.
"Just calm down." Lin Xinya yelled, holding her tightly in his arms so that she could not go anywhere. Mulolo's tears wet his entire chest, which was cold and made her feel a little uncomfortable.
.
But Muloluo still couldn't hold back her tears and twisted around to see Zeng Haoran. Lin Xinya hugged her tighter in annoyance and whispered in her ear in an indifferent tone, "Forget about him, you will be gone in a few days."
My bride will never have anything to do with him again in this life."
Muloluo sobbed and said intermittently, "No~~ I can't do it, I can't forget him, and I can't forget him."
Who can believe that the most beautiful and painful things in life can be forgotten? How easy is it to forget a word?
"Damn it." Lin Xinya suddenly became angry. She held up Muloluo's rosy face and ordered harshly, "If you marry me, you must forget him. You are not allowed to say a word no."
But Muloluo shook his head and insisted, "I never wanted to marry you, let alone forget him because of you."
"You!!" Lin Xinya couldn't help but pinched her slender neck, tightening it tighter and tighter, but she was not afraid at all. There was even a little hope in her eyes, and a smile of relief slowly bloomed at the corner of her mouth.
, Lin Xinya was startled, and quickly retracted her hand, hugged her tightly, and changed her cold voice to persuade her gently, "Okay, I won't force you, but you must marry me well and don't commit suicide.
"
The days are long, and as long as he is around, one day Zeng Haoran will be completely eliminated from her memory. He will never allow the woman who is with him to still think about another man in her heart.
"Baby, be good, promise me? Huh?" Lin Xinya changed her tactics, gently wiped her tears, and patiently comforted her with a deep voice. She put her cold lips to her face and kissed her face carefully, which could also be full of tenderness.
Lingering and lingering.
Mu Luoluo couldn't see clearly his sculpture-like handsome face in the haze of tears. He could only feel the warm lips falling on his face very gently like the drizzle of March. It made him feel numb and itchy, and his heart felt really...
It's not so painful anymore.
[Well, it’s 5th update, and the rest of the night is gone. By the way, I’ve been struggling with a problem recently. Do you think my next book should continue to be modern? Or should I write ancient prose? Children, please remember to leave a message and let me know~~]