Chapter 728

In the past few days when Fu Siyu recovered from his injury, Carl seemed to be grateful because Fu Siyu helped him block the bullet. Therefore, in these days, Carl changed his previous indifference and defense to Fu Siyu, and there were some meticulous care and care.

Fu Siyu saw Carl's transformation.

But he was not happy at all. Although Carl's disguise had no flaws, some feelings could not be wrong.

Just like that day, when he woke up, if he guessed right, Carl was going to cut his neck with a fruit knife!

After Carl recovered his memory, Fu Siyu was not surprised if he wanted to kill himself, because Carl hated him and blamed him.

Even so, Fu Siyu thought it was a good result.

But Carl obviously recovered his memory, but pretended to be nothing, and even treated him abnormally.

Bitterness spread in Fu Siyu's heart. He probably understood what Carl wanted to do

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing Fu Siyu staring at himself, Carl couldn't help shaking his hand in front of him.

Fu Siyu regained his mind. He lowered his eyes and collected the look at the bottom of his eyes. "Nothing, just thought of a person."

Carl paused, then casually asked, "Oh? Who? "

"Love." Fu Siyu answered.

Carl's eyelashes trembled and his face was a little stiff, but it was only a moment, almost too fast to capture his emotions.

Oh

Did you tell him on purpose?

"Really? Where is your lover now? " Carl asked curiously. There was no floating emotion in his blue eyes.

Fu Siyu: "I was forced to death."

Although the appearance of Arthur was not what he planned, he did not cause the tragedy of the spack family.

But he was the one who pushed Carl into the abyss.

He doesn't deny his mistake.

"Oh! That's a pity. " Carl said slightly disappointed.

Fu Siyu, who had a panoramic view of all his looks, felt stuffy in his chest.

If Carl had heard these words, I'm afraid he would be angry immediately?

But now, he was like an outsider, indifferent, as if he was really listening to other people's stories.

The atmosphere on the hospital bed was silent for a moment, and the air pressure was getting lower and lower. Fu Siyu's eyes seemed to swallow the whole person.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go out first!" Carl seemed to think he had nothing to say and smiled and planned to leave.

But as soon as he moved, Fu Siyu grabbed him by the wrist.

Carl's eyes fell on his wrist and looked up at Fu Siyu suspiciously: "what's the matter?"

Fu Siyu pursed his lips and looked at Carl.

Carl was not angry either. He just tried to break free Fu Siyu's hand.

But the more he broke free, the more powerful Fu Siyu was. Finally, Fu Siyu directly pulled Carl to the hospital bed.

Fu Siyu uttered a dull hum, because Carl pressed over and directly hit his wound. He could feel that the wound that was about to heal split in an instant, and the warm blood wet the gauze.

But even so, Fu Siyu didn't let Carl go.

Carl naturally noticed that Fu Siyu's wound was cracked. After all, as a killer, he was the most sensitive to the smell of blood.

But he didn't deliberately avoid it. After all, it's rare to watch Fu Siyu's painful expression from a close distance