Crack: Not loving you is the way back

"Sister?" Xiaoyun murmured, her voice as thin as a mosquito, so low that it was unreal to hear. In the vast white space in her mind, a figure flashed in front of her, but disappeared in an instant.

If it was true or false, it was like an illusion. Xiaoyun was shocked to realize that she couldn't distinguish between reality and fantasy at this moment.

Seeing that something was wrong with her, Su Mo quickly patted her shoulder and said, "Hey, are you okay?"

Xiaoyun's whole body trembled, she shook her head slightly and said softly: "I...I'm fine."

Su Mo asked again: "Do you remember what your sister looks like?"

Xiaoyun didn't know why Su Mo insisted on asking her such a question. She only thought that she was stalling for time and wanted to watch He Linglan die in front of her.

As soon as this guess popped up in her mind, the more Xiaoyun thought about it, the more convinced she was that she was right.

Her attitude suddenly changed 360 degrees. It was better to ask for help than to ask for help from others. Since she knew that Su Mo would never help, no matter how lowly she begged her, she was just wasting her time and humiliating herself. Rather than doing this, she would rather fight on her own. Give it a try.

Her eyes suddenly turned cold. She got up from the ground and walked quickly towards He Linglan who had fallen to the ground unconscious. She put her hands on her delicate shoulders and then dragged her with difficulty. Walk.

Su Mo didn't stop her. Others wanted to stop her, but she signaled them to remain silent with her eyes.

She stood there, watching Xiaoyun limping forward with He Linglan on her shoulders. Her heart felt as if it had been torn apart by a sharp knife, and the pain made her almost unable to breathe.

It is most difficult for an unconscious person to carry it. Soon, before taking a few steps, Xiaoyun was panting from exhaustion and her body was swaying, as if she would fall if her center of gravity was unstable.

"If the person I'm looking for is you, then she - the person you desperately want to save is your enemy." Su Mo said coldly, and the tragic scene before Ji Lu's death suddenly passed before her eyes.

"I don't have a sister. I am an orphan. My life was saved by the lady. If it weren't for her, I would have drowned in the sea." Xiaoyun explained without looking back.

The door is right in front of them. As long as they go out of this door, they will be safe and she can save the young lady.

She turned her head slightly, looked at the pale He Linglan, and said softly: "Miss, if you keep persisting, Xiaoyun will definitely find someone to save you. Don't give up, Xiaoyun will always be by your side..."

The distance between the two parties was not very far, and Su Mo completely heard her talking to herself, feeling extremely sad.

Seeing Xiaoyun trying hard to save He Linglan, she reluctantly stepped forward, blocked her way, and pulled out the photos she had collected from her mobile phone. The person turned out to be Ji Lu. She handed it to Xiaoyun and said: "This Man, do you have any impression?"

Xiaoyun glanced at her and replied without hesitation: "I have never seen her."

"She's your sister!" Su Mo stared into Xiaoyun's eyes without any doubt, hoping to see something different in them.

Xiaoyun frowned at Su Mo, thinking she was sick, and said with good temper: "Miss Su, with all due respect, I'm not dementia, and I'm not..." As for this, she hesitated for a moment, and her voice was inexplicably a little hollow. , continued: "Amnesia! I am a peerless orphan, an orphan! I really don't know the 'sister' you call me. You have recognized the wrong person."

"Why do you have to save her?" Su Mo suddenly changed the topic.

"Miss saved me!"

"When?"

Xiaoyun's thick eyebrows were knitted tightly together, and she looked at Su Mo inexplicably, her eyes flashed with naked impatience. However, she had to lower her head under the eaves, and the past was a bit blurry. In what year did He Linglan save her? , she thought about it carefully, but her memory seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, so that she did not remember it very clearly, and said vaguely: "Many years ago."

"No impression at all?" Su Mo was a little disappointed.

Xiaoyun shook her head and said in confusion: "Miss Su, what do you want to do? If you want to take my young lady's life, please give us a happy life; if you don't want to kill her, please be noble and let us go."

Su Mo turned sideways slightly to give way to her, but when she passed by him, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and his attack was fast and accurate, hitting her directly on the back of the neck. Xiao Yun did not have time to dodge in the future. Fainted and fell to the ground.

She quickly caught the person, and when she saw He Linglan falling on Xiaoyun due to inertia, she pushed her away without hesitation, without caring about her life or death.

Next to her, Ming and Cheng Ye came to her at the same time. They wanted to reach out and take Xiaoyun from her hand to reduce the burden on her, but Su Mo refused. He immediately picked her up and turned around. Walk inside the house.

A hint of helplessness flashed across their faces, and they followed him unhurriedly, leaving Ah Brown at a loss in the courtyard.

"Old..." He wanted to call Ming to stop, but he held back the moment he said it, and looked at He Linglan who was lying motionless on the ground angrily.

If you can't kill, you can't die; if you can't live, you can't avoid pain; it's really your own fault and you can't live.

Ah Brown looked at the backs of the four people who gradually disappeared from the door, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.

All things are interdependent, and people's hearts are treacherous and unpredictable. Everyone knows how long it will take for enemies to repay each other, but if the two enemies want to shake hands and make peace, it is not easy. He looked up at the sky, looked at the three figures, and sighed silently.

At this time, Arlo's figure suddenly appeared on the wall. He coughed and said with a familiar joking tone: "You stay up all night and sigh here. Are you being dumped?"

Ah Brown rolled her eyes at him, pointed at He Linglan on the ground, and said, "What should she do?"

"Just do whatever you want to do. Do you still need me to teach you such a simple method?" Aluo jumped off the wall with his bare hands and walked towards him. As he walked, he identified the person in front of him and saw that her face was covered with blood. I couldn't help but "tsk" twice. It seemed like I was sighing, but actually I said without any emotion: "It's so miserable! Who did it?"

"Who else can it be but the eldest lady!"

"The eldest lady did it?" A Luo couldn't believe it.

Ah Brown nodded firmly, "Yes! I saw it with my own eyes. If you had come back a few minutes earlier, you might have been able to enjoy it."

Arlo was not very interested in the war between women and asked: "Where is the boss? Where is he? I have something to ask him for."

Ah Brown felt that he didn't ask too many questions. They had different abilities and each performed their own duties. They would naturally know what they should know. He pointed to the room and said, "Follow the eldest lady into the room."

Hearing this, Aluo stepped into the house.

"What should she do?" Ah Brown, who was used to following orders, was confused when faced with such a half-dead person.

A Luo knew his nature well and said without looking back: "Before the boss lets her die, even if you hold her breath, don't let her die. If the boss orders her to be eliminated, it will not be too late to kill her. "

Upon hearing this, Ah Brown thought about it briefly and thought it was reasonable. He did not dare to delay, and carried He Linglan into the house with a look of disgust on his face like a dead pig.