Chapter 1931

Tang Qing's face showed a trace of transparent snow white against the light.

She was tied to the bed and looked at the void with her eyes open. The face of Gong Heng was on top of her head, but her sight did not seem to fall on his face, but looked far away.

The whole person showed a pale trance.

When Tang Yi betrays her, she just feels unbelievable. Xiao Fengting treats her like that, and she is just desperate. But Tang's betrayal makes her a little puzzled. What is she struggling for again and again?

In order to make yourself more miserable?

God did not treat her kindly. She thought it was a desperate life. It turned out to be a cat and mouse game. She enjoyed the joy of escaping from the heaven, and then pushed her into the despair and fear of hell again.

She slowly withdrew her sight. The conversation between Gong Heng and Xia jingnian came from her ear. She could not understand what they were saying, but she knew that Gong Heng would not let her go this time.

So hard to live, but in the end it is still nothing

She was suddenly tired.

It's like a dying man hanging on the edge of a cliff, and he's been pushed gently.

At the moment of falling from the air, I was relieved.

It's really hard for her to live on. She tried hard and wanted to live well, but every time she was repeating her mistakes.

She did not owe anyone, but everyone abandoned her.

She is not familiar with Tang Chong, even she can betray her without hesitation.

She sighed softly, her breath trembled, and she turned her head to look at the deep night outside the window. A name flashed through her heart.

She closed her eyes.

Nanchu, I can't come to see you again.

She bit hard at her tongue.

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Xia jingnian was the first to discover the clue. He stood up and called out to Gong Heng, "ah Heng!"

With their tacit understanding, Gong Heng soon realized something. He quickly reached over Tang Qing's head and looked at her bulging face. His eyes were dark, clasped her chin, forced to open her teeth, and a finger reached in.

A stream of blood gushed out of her mouth. Gong Heng pulled the paper towel at the head of the bed and forced it into her mouth. Then he grabbed her hair, lifted up his hand and fanned her face.

Ah Heng Xia jingnian couldn't help shouting again.

Gong Heng's hand stopped at a centimeter away from Tang Qing's face. His thin lips pressed tightly, and his dark eyes were filled with rage, but the slap did not fan down.

……

Everything happened almost in a flash.

Xia jingnian's back secreted a layer of cold sweat, until Gong Heng released Tang Qing's hair, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah Heng, get out of the way first. I'll see her wound." He went that way, softly.

Gong Heng gazed at Tang Qing with his head down. His face was full of shadows. He didn't know whether he was happy or angry. He didn't let go. He just said, "a little wound can't kill people. You stay where you are. " He stretched out his hand and gently lifted the scattered hair on Tang Qing's face. His movements were gentle, then he pinched her chin, looked at her chest fluctuating and shortness of breath, and gave a cold smile, "do you want to die? I'll wait until I'm done. "

Then fingers down, pinched the collar of her skirt, in front of her face, a tear of her clothes.