Are you sure you want to divorce me?

"Okay, I won't go. Xiaoyao, then come back, it's too dangerous behind." Han Yufeng, with sharp eyes, had already seen the large barrels piled up in the corner, and what was flowing out from the edge of the barrels was nothing but oil. .

In other words, just throwing a cigarette butt in the past will cause the entire warehouse to explode.

Han Yufeng understood Lin's plan in an instant. It turned out that from the very beginning, she had kept the idea of ​​everyone dying together.

"Xiao Yao is back." Han Yufeng was still persuading him in a soft voice. He knew that it was best not to force a person on the verge of mental breakdown, so he didn't let John, who was ready to go, pull him back.

Wen Wenyao stared at him blankly for a long time, and finally smiled, "Whether you are a murderer or not, I love you. But why don't you admit it? It's not Han Dong's usual style to dare to act, or to say , you have concealed more from me? For example...you have a relationship with that Gong Mo, so you killed someone for him."

"What are you talking about?" Han Yufeng was really disappointed this time, he didn't understand why Wen Wenyao behaved like this?

Did I really do something wrong in the first place?

"Why do you always trust others, just..." Don't trust me.

But Wen Wenyao said, "I believe in my eyes. It was Gong Mo who led you from the darkness to the light, and his meaning to you will never be the same. Therefore, I will never be able to compare with him in my life, right?"

"Who said that to you?! Was it her?" Han Yufeng's sternness for an instant was exactly the same as in the video, which made Wen Wenyao terrified, but at the same time understood that it seemed that this was the real him.

"No one told me, Han Yufeng, maybe we really..."

"I should have told you that."

"..."

"For so long, I thought that even if you didn't believe me, you should know what kind of person I am. But, you let me down, Xiao Yao. First, I know very well that I have never killed anyone. Two, are your eyes really loyal to you? Don’t forget the true and false Han Zhao.”

"..." he said, don't forget the true and false Han Zhao.

That's right... Wen Wenyao suddenly realized, why is he so stupid?Is it true that every one of Han Yufeng in the video is him?Is it possible that the woman deliberately asked someone to pretend to be in order to drive a wedge between them?

If this assumption is true, then what did he just... do?What he said to Han Yufeng... Oh my god... Wen Wenyao couldn't imagine what kind of mood Han Yufeng would feel when he heard those words?

Only then did he realize belatedly that Han Yufeng's face was very pale now, and there were even beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.His lips were gray and chapped, and his skin was severely peeled. It was obvious that he hadn't drank water for a long time.

It won't work like this, he will become dehydrated...

Moreover, Han Yufeng was not sitting in the wheelchair normally, but leaned forward with his upper body, leaning on the handle, and he didn't know whether it was for support or using a hard object to suppress the pain in his stomach.

He just... was in such a state, talking with him for so long?Did she still wantonly break his heart?He... how uncomfortable should he be?

Thinking of this, Wen Wenyao couldn't bear it anymore, he hurriedly ran towards Han Yufeng, but before he could reach him, he saw Han Yufeng suddenly straightened up, his eyes widened to the maximum, before he could react , stood up and flew towards him, pushing him to the ground.

Then he himself no longer had the strength to dodge, and could only watch the bullet fly towards his chest.

"Han!!!"

Wen Wenyao straightened up, looked to the left, and then saw a scene that made his heart shatter.Han Yufeng lay motionless on the ground, his chest was already soaked in blood, and the original white shirt completely changed its color.The blood rushed out from his wound, dripped on the ground, and soon gathered into a pool of blood.

"Yu Feng..." Wen Wenyao's heartbeat seemed to have stopped at this moment. He crawled over on hands and feet, carefully lifted his upper body, let him lie on his lap, and kept moving his hands. Caressing his pale face, kept calling him, "Han Yufeng...you wake up...A Yu...A Yu A Yu A Yu...you wake up! Open your eyes and look at me...no , this is not true...why...why..."

"Han Yufeng!!!" Wen Wenyao kept wiping the blood from the corner of Han Yufeng's mouth, but it didn't work at all, the blood kept getting more and more, and it couldn't be stopped at all.At the end, Han Yufeng even vomited blood, as if he wanted to drain all the blood from his body.

This made Wen Wenyao feel terrified like never before. He couldn't help stretching out his hand tremblingly, wanting to feel his breath, but Han Yufeng's breathing was intermittent now, and he couldn't feel the flow of air at all.

"Han Yufeng...I beg you...you wake up...you wake up soon! I am sorry for my mistake!!! As long as you get better...you get better I...I promise you everything...I... I'm a bastard! Why did you save me, idiot..." Wen Wenyao's final voice became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't hear it at all unless he listened carefully.

He hugged him very tightly, unwilling to let go at all, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm a bastard...I'm such a bastard...Why do you still save me..."

"Let go of him! Don't hug him so tightly, it will press his wound! Let me see!" John grabbed Wen Wen's arm, trying to tear him away, but Wen Wenyao's strength was surprisingly strong at this time , just refused to let go.Not only did he not let go, but he kept kissing the face of the person in his arms like a bewilderment, as if this could wake him up.

John became anxious, raised his hand and gave him two slaps, "Be sober! Do you really want him to die?!"

Maybe it was the word "death" that shocked Wen Wenyao, he stopped kissing, and unconsciously loosened his hand.John took the opportunity to snatch Han Yufeng out of his arms, picked him up and ran outside.

Wen Wenyao was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. He quickly got up from the ground, walked a few steps to catch up with John, took Han Yufeng's drooping hand and held it in his palm, and kept talking while running, "Honey, it's okay." , it's okay...we'll be at the hospital soon...you'll be fine...babe, hold on. When you wake up, hit me, scold me, whatever you want...you can't just because you gave birth to me Don't bother with me any more..."

But from the beginning to the end, Han Yufeng didn't respond to him. Like a dead person, he lay quietly in John's arms, his head powerless, shaking constantly following his footsteps, looking gentle. Yao's heart ached like a twist, he wished he could kill himself now.