Now Gu Beicheng wants to explain to Leng Qingguan that he chose Yang Ruoxi not because he still has feelings for him.

There has been a rustling sound outside, lingering in Leng Qingguan's ears, as well as the noisy sound of people's conversation, accompanied by the sound of disorderly footsteps, which lingered for a long time.

Has completely broken free from the shackles of Leng Qingwan, covering a burst of pain in the stomach, frowning uneasily. At that time, her stomach suddenly a sharp pain, pain as if the body is fast, not their own.

But now, in order to survive, Leng Qingwan clenched her teeth. Suddenly, she was dark and couldn't see anything, but she had to fight back. In order not to let the voice come out, she bites her palm tightly in her mouth, but tears slip down the corner of her eyes.

After a while, the outside voice gradually disappeared. Leng Qingwan knew that those people had finally left here, so she took a few deep breaths to suppress the agitation in her heart. Then she forced her weak body and walked out cautiously and quietly, trying not to make a sound.

Probably a little nervous, she can clearly hear the beating sound from the heart, but at the same time, with the passage of time, the pain in the stomach has also been unconsciously reduced a lot.

Leng Qingwan didn't know whether the inexplicable pain was caused by falling on the ground before, but she didn't think much about it. Instead, she felt the pain gradually relieved. She relaxed and gently wiped the thick sweat on her forehead. Then she calmed down, focused and continued to walk forward.

She kept alert and wary, and looked around from time to time to avoid being caught. In this way, her success would fall short and her life would be lost.

But I still have a lot of things that I haven't said, and the relatives I want to see. Don't fall down here!

However, since Gu Beicheng is still attached to Yang Ruoxi, there is no need for her to look forward to anything.

He doesn't believe anyone any more. The only one who can be at ease is himself. After all, no one else is reliable.

What a long long road! The next road, after all, depends on him to walk on his own.

After a while, Leng Qingguan finally came to the door. She looked up and saw that the sky was still a little dim. There was a little light in the dense clouds, but it was not enough to shine on the whole earth.

Leng Qingwan rubbed his swollen temple, widened his eyes, and tried his best to see the surrounding scene clearly for action.

But at this moment, her heart is also incomparably looking forward to the light can come a little faster, looking forward to the dawn of victory can come to him a little earlier, as if also in the hope that he can quickly and smoothly out of trouble, go out, return to his family.

A gust of wind suddenly blowing, wearing thin clothes of cold light smile can not help but hit a shiver. Her long curly eyelashes quivered gently, and her thin and delicate body shivered.

Leng Qingwan rubbed his hands and tried his best to breathe. Then he stood on tiptoe and walked gently and slowly on the deserted street. At this moment, those people should still be nearby. They still have to be careful.