Nanchu stood in the same place for a long time, and his legs were numb. Then he went to sit on the sofa in a trance.

She hid her cell phone under the sofa cushion and curled up to bury her face in her lap.

She felt a little cold in the sunny weather.

Is really very sad, but also clear, Yan Qingfeng said is right.

If you love a person, do you want him to live or die with him?

This is not a very difficult multiple choice question.

In front of life, personal feelings are too small.

She wanted him to live well, just as he had pushed her away from the truth by hiding the truth. He just wanted her to live well.

Even if the pain, the wound will heal one day, but there is nothing left after death.

She buried her face on her knees and slowly clasped her legs.

Wait a minute. Nanchu told herself that she should have more time to prepare.

Prepare her for separation.

*

Fu Tingyuan got back a small jeep with a gun and a bag of money given by Yan Qingfeng.

Jeeps are adaptable, durable and easy to operate. In this kind of forced escape, jeeps are the best choice of all models.

He parked the car at the door, opened the door and walked in. The room was very quiet. Instead of lying in bed, he looked around and saw lornacho curled up on the sofa.

Sometimes he left her alone in the room when he went out. He also felt that she was very pitiful and too lonely. However, in order to take care of her, he could not spare too much time to accompany her.

He went over to pick up the person, felt her body warm and cool, he lowered his head and touched her forehead, did not look hot, then held the person to let him sit on his leg.

"What's the matter?" He raised his hand and pinched her sharp jaw, and looked at her melancholy appearance, "not feeling well?"

"No Ronan was lying on his chest in a low voice. "It's just boring to be alone at home."

Fu Tingyuan stroked her long hair and said in a warm voice, "how about staying with you at home these two days?"

Anyway, yanqingfeng is still there, and they are not short of money at present.

The jeep was so old that he had to spend some time and tools to transform it.

Ronan raised his head and looked at him. Then he lowered his eyes slowly, put his face on his chest again, and gently answered, "well."

She was a little depressed. Fu Tingyuan thought that she had been left at home for a long time. He did not say anything.

At noon, Yan Qingfeng's people sent meals again.

With him there, their food is really not worried.

When she and Fu Tingyuan were having dinner, Yan Qingfeng also came.

Obviously, he had eaten, smoking at the door and chatting with Fu Tingyuan.

"You pawned the gun I gave you?"

"Well. What's the matter? "

Yan Qingfeng seemed speechless. After a while of silence, he asked, "is the money enough? I don't have much cash with me. I'm afraid dad will monitor me if I withdraw money here. "

"That's enough." Fu Tingyuan looks flat, "not enough to change a place to earn."

"Be careful. I can't help you much in this kind of place

"Well."

Two people chatting, lornan began to bow his head to pick up rice.

Yan Qingfeng is shameless enough. He pretends to be his brother in front of Fu Tingyuan, and then runs to lobby her when he is not at home.

"I'll probably leave in the afternoon." Yan Qingfeng Road, Luonan first felt his sight if there was nothing in her body swept, she slightly clenched the chopsticks, "I leave a few people here, if you have trouble, you can ask them to help you."