A warm current overflowed from his eyes. It was cold for a moment. His voice seemed to be blocked by something. His fingers suddenly shuddered violently. He couldn't even control it

He never saved her

From the beginning, he thought that the best way to take Wenxi out of the orphanage and raise her was to take care of her.

Later

She has been waiting for him to save her, and since she was violated, she has been waiting for him to save her.

But he ran away.

She waited for him to return to Wen's home and save her from the fire.

But he still did not, or left her alone... In her eyes, he hated her and hated her to death

Wujiang did not dare to imagine how much pain and grievance occupied her when she was dying.

“……”

Five fingers trembled to brush off the mud on the stone slab, and his back bent down and curled up.

Remove the slate, and a huge urn appears.

The urn is white, clean and spotless

This is the stream.

He raised the stream in pain.

But what did he... Bring to her, not affection or love.

Only pain.

He didn't even see her last.

He felt like he had been hit hard on his chest. His whole body was shaking. He wanted to shout out, but all his voices were hoarse in his throat

"I'll take you... Home."

A hoarse voice came out of his lips, with all his strength,

Shizhi shuddered and took out the small Urn from the underground stone grid. Then he held it in his arms and could not let it go.

The face glides over and pastes on the urn, the temperature of the urn is too cold, cold into the blood.

I'm coming.

Stream, I'm coming.

"I'll take you back to Wen's home, I'll save you..."

He stood up from the ground, faltering under his feet, almost falling, and clasping his hands tightly around the urn in his arms.

brook.

With me, no one can bully you, no one can beat you, no one can speak loudly to you

I'll take you home, I'll take you back to the rose garden.

Step by step forward with a slight tremor, he has never been as firm as he is now.

He knows what to do and what to do.

He figured everything out.

He no longer lives in his own self righteous world.

"Wu, what are you doing?"

The annoying foreign girl rushed up again and looked at him in a panic, "don't Chinese people pay attention to the safety of the land? Where are you going to take Miss Wenxi? "

He held Wenxi in both hands and couldn't hit people.

When he looked at Amanda, he found that his vision was so blurred that he couldn't see her face clearly.

He cried.

"Go away."

The sound came from his mouth, so cold.

"Wu... You can't..."

Amanda When he wanted to grab his sleeve, he turned to his side immediately. She did not move at once and stood there blankly, "Wu, I'm very sad for you. I'm not a poisonous snake or beast..."

Amanda He didn't understand his mind, but he didn't want to hear anything.

Ignoring her, he raised his step and went on.

"Wu tou..."

The bodyguard lined up in front of him with a black umbrella and stopped him, "let Miss Wenxi stay here..."

"None of you are my opponents. Get out of the way."

He still holds Wenxi. He remembers that Wenxi doesn't like him playing with pistols or using force.

Well, he doesn't hit people, he doesn't play with pistols.

He doesn't do anything he doesn't like.