Your Heart Is My Heart

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    Zhou Nan was dizzy, but she didn't dare to stop, fearing that if she was a second late, she might not see her.

    Sitting in her own car, she took a deep breath, her heart was beating wildly, and she stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom. The car was just like her mood at the moment, impatient and impatient.

    The phone next to it was vibrating non-stop. It was Zhou Jing's call, but Zhou Nan didn't answer it. There was only one light in her eyes, and that was the light she had to grasp.

    Situ Che stared blankly with those blood coagulants,

    "Nan Nan, are you really okay? You won't do stupid things, right? I know you're a great deceit."

    The recording pen, Situ Che, listened Yes, during the time when I wanted to leave her, her mood and her disguise were all clearly recorded in it. Situ Che didn't know that he would reveal all his emotions every night, and would hold her tightly, "

    Will Just let me go, I’m like this, there’s nothing worth remembering.”

    Zhou Nan saw the villa from a long distance, and the outline became bigger and clearer from a little bit. Li Wanqing stood at the door with her arms folded expressionlessly, and she picked up the speed again. The little Buick was almost scrapped by her

    . The car stopped at the door, Zhou Nan stood in front of her, her aura was not strong at all, her tone was like that of a child who had been greatly wronged,

    "Give her back to me",

    she had been preparing for a long time to sarcasm but did not say it, Li Wanqing was in vain She glanced at her and pressed her thumb on the fingerprint lock. Zhou Nan consciously followed her, but he didn't look like a little Mr. Zhou. Li Wanqing raised his finger and pointed to a room on the second floor. The room is the same, but in Zhou Nan's eyes, the light in that room is brighter than other rooms, she raised her legs and ran upstairs, "

    Is she very bad?" When there were two steps away from the room She stopped, stood there without moving, her previous courage seemed to have disappeared, after so long, what would she look like?

    "You have to be mentally prepared," Li Wanqing followed her not too far away, her voice was cold, "I don't know whether she is dead or alive right now."

    Zhou Nan walked into the room with light steps. It was very quiet inside, square and upright, with a whole side of floor-to-ceiling windows. The sun came in directly from the outside. Situ Che was sitting on the ground facing the window with his back to her in white clothes and white trousers. Her hair was dyed brown, and she looked warm, like a character in a cartoon, except for a few syringes filled with transparent liquid scattered around her legs,

    "Wan Qing", her voice was so hoarse, and she lowered her head I'm going to fall asleep, "Thank you... you gave me... a choice, I still... don't worry about her, in case you... are all cheated by her Yes, I'll wait... for a while, until she lives... a normal life, I... I can... go away with peace of mind, and... .....to trouble you...for a while, sorry",

    It took her a long time to split the long sentence into several short words, and the two people behind her waited patiently for her to finish speaking. Her language ability was already declining sharply.

    Zhou Nan stared at her back without blinking, afraid that this was a dream, an illusion, and her hair grew a little longer, covering part of her skeleton body, which could be seen through clothes. The shape of the ribs on the back is clear, and the wrist propped on the ground has become thinner several times. The wrist bones are very abrupt. Zhou Nan even breathes lightly, fearing that a little heavier will hurt her, thinking that he will not cry anymore. It turns