Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 2444: You have sent me to ****

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She stuffed her little hand into Ji Yunhuang's palm, and squeezed her body into his arms as if she was afraid of cold. She was not shaken by the whole body of ice, her voice was small and weak. As murmured in the wind: "You should blame me ... I hate myself ... how can ..." Her voice trembled violently, and she could not speak in pain. After a long time, I barely said, "How can I forget you ... How can I forget you ..."

Forget him, hurt him, and finally killed him ...

She used to love him so much ...

"It doesn't matter if you blame me or blame me. Would you wake up first? You won't retaliate against me, right? If you don't wake up, how can you see how sad I am ..." Tian Xueqing Holding Ji Yunhuang's waist was like holding a piece of ice. Her face was full of tears, and her washed black eyes were full of pain.

There was no response for a long time.

She was destined to hear no answer.

"You still hate me ... otherwise you must not bear to see me so sad ... what do I do to get suffocated? Will you tell me?" Unconsciously, with her obsession, she looked at Ji Yunhuang deeply, as if looking at her only salvation in this life.

"Xue Qing, you ... he's dead ..." Looking at such a desperate woman, Ji Mo's heartache is so bad, but it won't work like this, she is now a little unconscious, and the consequences of not waking her will be unthinkable .

"No!" Tian Xueqing's voice was almost sharp and harsh, and Ji Mo was shocked by the sudden strong emotions erupting on her body.

As if aware of this, Tian Xueqing's voice went down again: "He won't die, Master, he is a fairy, did you forget?"

"Xue Qing ..."

"Master, please don't say any more? Please ... Let me stay with him for a while, just a moment ..." Her voice finally weakened, as if the leaves from the trunk were torn off by the wind. She looked at Ji Mo, her eyes full of pain and pleading.

Ji Mo's lips moved, and he reached out to pat her, but paused.

With a sigh, he turned away, his low voice was like a requiem's ​​dream: "Xue Qing, anyway ... you have a master."

You are not alone.

The door was pushed open, and then "squeaked" to cover it, and the sound of footsteps went away, stepping on the ground and mottled.

Tian Xueqing closed her eyes heavily, tears couldn't flow, Ji Mo's words echoed in her mind before she left, and swelled the huge waves in her heart ...

Master ... you don't know.

You don't know, when he left, he dug a hole in my heart ...

A big hole running through the heart.

I have nothing ...

The heartache is extreme, and every breath is severe pain. This kind of overloaded mental pain is accompanied by a huge emptiness, which makes her feel dead and alive while being confused.

Squatting her body like a shrimp, she fainted when she was in consciousness. She hugged him as severely as possible, but her voice was low and soft, with deep pain: "Ji Yunhuang, I have nothing left ... what else do you want? I'll leave it to your disposal ... "

In fact, the most painful person is never the dead, but the living one who suffers in life rather than death.

True hell. It will never be physical torture, but spiritual barren.

Tian Xueqing closed her eyes, her consciousness fell into silence, and the weak voice murmured as if in the wind: "You have sent me to **** ..."

In consciousness, she seems to see Ji Yunhuang sit up ...

...

Stuck ... dead ... I ... have ...

Ming ... heaven ... at night ... and then ... look ... (covering face)