"Shi Nian Wang Chuan Mo Yanhuan" 405

But it wasn't.

When that person turned around.

She finally saw that person's face clearly

It was her brother-in-law.

Lu Huanzi lowered her hand.

That person saw that she had woken up.

So he walked over.

Mo Lichuan reached out and touched her forehead. He seemed to finally heave a sigh of relief and muttered, "finally, the fever has subsided. "

Lu Huanzi looked at that person in a daze.

After a long while, she said, "why don't you let me go with sister? Sister is already dead. There's no point for me to live anymore. "

Her body was weak, and these words were barely able to breathe.

However, Mo Lichuan's face completely sank.

He said word by word, "say that again? "

Lu Huanzi said, "brother-in-law, I don't want to live anymore. Let me go with sister. "

Lu Huanzi remembered that at that time, she was still in the IV drip.

The IV drip was filled with white nutrient solution.

Mo Lichuan pulled out the IV drip in a fit of anger.

Lu Huanzi only felt a tingling pain on her arm.

Mo Lichuan's voice was terrifyingly cold. "If you want to die, I won't stop you. People like you who rely on your physique and entrust your spiritual world to others are as fragile as ants. Sooner or later, you won't be able to survive in this world. If you want to die, you should do it now."

As he spoke, Mo Lichuan walked directly to the bedside.

He pulled open the French window with great force.

He said coldly to Lu Huanzi, "if you don't want to live anymore, jump down now. If you jump down, you won't have to suffer anymore. "

His words were very calm, just like a cold-blooded animal watching from the side.

Lu Huanzi was a little scared.

She had never seen her brother-in-law like this.

Usually, although her brother-in-law was also very cold.

But to her sister and to her, he was very gentle.

It was just that he was not very good at expressing himself.

Mo Lichuan was still standing at the window.

The wind from outside poured in.

The thick curtains were blowing loudly.

It was like a huge, black wing.

If Lu Huanzi had the strength, she might really get up and jump from the balcony.

But at that time, she had just gotten up.

She had just said a few words and seemed to have used up all her strength.

She could not move.

Finally, she burst into tears.

After her sister died, she cried many times.

But every time, her tears fell silently and she could not make a sound.

Sometimes, she was obviously very sad.

It was like a knife cutting her flesh piece by piece.

It broke one of her hearts and stabbed it ruthlessly.

When she was about to die from the pain, she still could not cry.

But at this moment, she finally cried.

Like a flood, her voice was Hoarse from crying.

Lu Huanzi's entire body was buried under the blanket and curled up into a ball.