The boiling water lifted the lid and bubbled out.

"Oh, forget the dumplings, add some cold water -"

JIANG Wu struggles out of his arms, quickly takes a small porcelain bowl, takes half a bowl of water from the tap, and pours it into the boiling water pot.

She turned down the fire and said with a smile:

"well, it's almost fried dumplings. Jin, Jin Zuo, what's the matter with you?"

I feel that Jin Zuo's face is very bad. His whole mind is in a trance, and sweat oozes from his forehead.

Do you have a headache?

Or is he leaving?

No, it can't be so fast! Where is the medicine?

She pursed her lips into a line, and immediately went to his pocket to look for the pills, but he held her wrist.

"No, no use."

Jin left drooped his head, the pain of memory collision, like a shredder, stirred in his brain.

He stepped back and almost overturned the pot on the stove.

Jiang Wu was so frightened that she quickly turned off the fire and took the hot pot away. Then she hugged his arm and cried: "what if I don't take medicine? Is it raw? Let's get out of the kitchen and I'll take you out! "

There were knives in the kitchen. She was afraid that he might hurt herself.

Can Jin left body, where is ginger charm a person can pull of move?

Looking at him in agony, the feeling of being anxious and helpless made her helpless.

After a while, Jin Zuo was already in a cold sweat.

He shakes Jiang Fu's shoulder with his clear sense and whispers:

"you go, take the door and lock it! Let's go

He pushed her hard to get her out of the kitchen.

"How can I go?"

Jiang Fu was pushed to stagger, but still don't understand why he wants to push her away? Why don't you let her stay with him?

Turning back and tugging at his arm, she exerted all her strength to help people go to the sofa outside.

At least it will be safer and more comfortable than the kitchen.

When she reached for his arm, Jiang Fu felt a twinkling of awe in her heart -

Jin Zuo's muscles were tight, and the alienation and hidden anger she had never faced was a strange feeling.

He, he?

Without waiting for her to confirm that she understood, she had been strangled by him!

"Well..."

The feeling of lack of oxygen made her face crimson, and her hands kept pulling, but she found that her strength was not at the same level as him.

"Jin, Jin left."

She squeezed out his name from her throat and tried to wake him up. She was suffocating!

Struggling to clap his hands, big tears fall, some physiological tears, some are puzzled sad.

Once upon a time, although he was suffering from illness, he would not recognize her.

But now he is not the Jin Zuo she knows.

She has no idea who he is!

The man's eyes are fierce and cold, and he is on guard against strangers. He strangles her neck and sends out a sense of killing, which makes Jiang Wu feel that her life is likely to be explained in this way.

She couldn't wake Jin Zuo and didn't know what to do.

But when she fell into the line of life and death, she knew that no one could save her except herself.

If she survives, she can't die in Jin Zuo's hands, and she can't hurt herself -

otherwise, once Jin Zuo wakes up, his self blame will make him extremely painful.

Comparing her heart with her heart, Jiang Wu doesn't want him to worry and suffer. She thinks it's a mistake to be with her in the last days.

With this in mind, she tried her best to get a mouthful of oxygen for herself by holding his palm, and then said with all her strength:

"Mo Huan Mo Huan Do you remember Mo Huan? "

Jiang Wu obviously felt his consternation and hesitation.

He may not have a particularly clear sense, but the word Mo Huan still hit the softest place in his heart.

The strength of the hand loosened a little, Jiang Fu then knew that he was right.

The man in front of him is not Jin Zuo at all, but another person who loves Mo Huan deeply!

The original owner of the body.