Chapter 150

Xun Mochen looked at the ceiling and asked, "How much do you know?" It's like asking an irrelevant question.

"Up to now, are you still planning how to lie to me?" Su Qianmian said, "I have nothing left, body, heart, life..." The crystal, big drops of tears, like broken beads, slipped from her big eyes, dripping on the back of his hand, forearm, and burned his heart.

"I killed someone, I..." Su Qianmian couldn't say any more. Her mind was full of blood and empty eyes behind Zhang Ying's head, with a bloody nose and ears.

Xun Mochen sat up, and his low voice seemed to comfort him: "I killed people, and it has nothing to do with you."

"But I... I almost killed you..."

"I'm still alive."

"I killed you..."

"I forgive you."

Xun Mochen held Su Qianmian's shoulder: "After a while, the police will come. You have to go with them."

"What about you?" Su Qianmian asked.

"Of course someone will pick me up." Xun Mochen smiled bitterly: "We can only wait here now."

He thought he was about to die. He knew his physical condition. When he rescued her from the snowy mountains that time, he had left serious sequelae and could be injected with drugs regularly. Fighting with people at the level of the cold front is probably only one in ten thousand.

But that was the only way at that time, even if there was only one in ten thousandth of a chance of survival.

Fortunately, his shallowness is so powerful that even if he falls down, he can turn the world around.

This gun seems to be the last straw to crush the camel. Xun Mochen began to feel colder and colder. But the heart is very relaxed, as if it has been redeemed.

Anyway, she already knows that she will not forgive him, let alone be by his side, will not see him die a little bit, let alone be sad for him.

He got her, that's enough, that's enough.

Xun Mochen slowly closed his eyes.

However, I don't want to.

"What are your plans in the future?" Xun Mochen seems to be chatting at home.

"Find a city you like and stay there. If you don't want to go to school, you can teach children the violin or write some pornographic novels. I'm starving to death."

"You? Destroy the flowers of the motherland.

"If your mouth is not poisonous, will you die!"

Xun Mochen sighed "Ah" after two seconds.

Su Qianmian has a very bad feeling.

"I should have killed you now. Anyway, I can push it to... others, it's none of my business."

"Why didn't you do it?"

"I've already done it." Su Qianmian pretended to be relaxed. Xun Mochen is dead."

"Oh, this is self-deception." Xun Mochen** naked disclosure.

Su Qianmian flattened his mouth, and his chest was full of some kind of emotion, which made him uncomfortable.

I didn't do it because... I can't bear it... I love you so much...

Xun Mochen seemed to be making a big decision. He struggled for a long time with his eyes closed before slowly saying, "Actually, you can stay."

"No."

"You can't take good care of yourself and often get lost."

"You can ask passers-by, or the police."

"You are afraid of injections, afraid of the dark, afraid of ghost stories."

"Actually, I'm not that afraid." When someone hurts, they are always particularly vulnerable. In fact, it is a kind of pretentiousness. Relying on someone's spoiling cover, it is unscrupulously to tos around.

"You..." Xun Mochen also wanted to say that Su Qianmian had interrupted him: "Before I met you, I lived alone and lived a good life."

Xun Mochen finally stopped talking.

There was another long silence.

"This manor is the best location in the coastal development zone. You can see the sunrise." Xun Mochen said.

"Oh?" Su Qianmian was very cooperative and surprised.

"Watch the sunrise with me. It should be soon."

"Well, right." Is it four o'clock in the morning? Five o'clock? I don't know. When is the sunrise? Will it take a long time to wait?

Xun Mochen seemed to know what she was thinking: "It won't be long."

Then there is a long silence. Su Qianmian hugged his knees, and Xun Mochen lay quietly on the floor.

Occasionally, a few shots are fired, either densely, or sparsely.

It seemed that after a long time, Su Qianmian pushed Xun Mochen: "Xun Mochen? Xun Mochen?"

No one answered.

Su Qianmian squeezed her lips tightly and wanted to hug him and kiss him.

There were hurried footsteps coming up.

Cheng Yi'an was surprised and quickly ran to Xun Mochen's side, reached out and reached out to his neck, and his eyebrows were deeply locked.

Even Liu Yan, who had always been calm, was shocked.

Su Qianmian said, "He asked me to accompany him to watch the sunrise. Has the sun come out?

Su Qianmian's dark eyes are not shiny at all. Her world is chaotic and gray.

Cheng Yi calmed down and said, "The boss's plan was foolproof. You are a variable."

Then he picked up Xun Mochen and left without looking back. Liu Yan looked at Su Qianmian and followed. When he was downstairs, he said something to the police who came to control the situation.

When the police brought Su Qianmian down, Guo Mingming hugged her while screaming. Behind her was Shen Cheng, who was a little pale, and his eyes were silent.

The sky is already slightly bright, and the end of the sea presents a golden yellow, bright and warm, with a new taste.

The weather in the morning is very cold, and the slight wind blows, which makes people feel the freshness in the air. The grass is covered with round dewdrops, reflecting the morning light, which is crystal clear.

It's already dawn. That's great.

Su Qianmian tried to open his eyes, and the thick fog in front of him seemed to have dispersed. She can feel the warm light and smell the grass in the air.

She suddenly remembered that a long, long time ago, Xun Mochen said something with her in class.

Ruth experienced the shocking tragedy and parting of life and death, but her life was very happy. That experience did not leave a shadow on her, because Jack used his life to protect her kindness and optimism and taught her to enjoy life peacefully and optimistically. Maybe every time Ruth takes a picture with a smile, she will say to Jack through the camera: I'm fine. I promise you.

Su Qianmian looked at the newborn sun on the sea, and tears gushed out again. She feels that she is full of hope, confidence and strength for the future. Unlike the ostrich mentality she avoided before, she felt that she was a freshman.

No matter how long the night is, she will not be afraid, because there is hope in her heart.