At this moment, Feng Yimo's heart was hesitating. There were two different voices in his heart. On the one hand, he hated Yin Lanxi's excrement stirring stick. On the other hand, he looked forward to it. If it was really her poison or her hands and feet, could it be another good thing? At least when the cause of the disease is found, the hope of Reno's rescue is greatly increased!

But for this shameful idea, Feng Yimo was distressed: how could he hope that Rino was poisoned by her? Isn't he the culprit of all that happened to her?

"Don't withdraw your hands, Yin Lanxi. Dig deeper! Maybe it's something to do with Rino's illness! "

After hanging up, Feng Yimo found another unread message.

[Qinglong Nanshan, not to be seen, not to be separated.]

in a word, all the guesses of the desert were verified. The decadent body buried in the back of the chair, the desert closed its eyes, and the dark fundus of the eyes filled with endless icy haze.

A moment later, he started the car and turned it around again. This time, he went to Nanshan hotel.

At seven o'clock, he arrived on time, but the place where the two met was changed to the nearby Qinglong hill, a hillside that can also enjoy the scenery of the half wall of Qingcheng.

When Feng Yimo ascended the mountain, in the cold wind, a white shadow of depression had leaped to the top of the mountain.

White skirt floating, hair floating, at this moment, the feeling of sealing the desert is really real - depression!

There is no pitiful feeling of sympathy, even the instinctive feebleness, no longer exists. The cold eyes are like the annoying cockroach on the ground:

"here I am!"

Similarly, the voice of KaiKou and fengyimo did not fluctuate at all.

The voice of Xi rate can't be ignored. Unexpectedly, for a long time, Yin Lanxi didn't move, and his straight eyes fell on the dim lights at the foot of the mountain.

I don't know how long it has been quiet. A ghost like feeling comes up: "the lights at night are really beautiful, aren't they?"

Slowly turning around, Yin Lanxi's specially decorated face is as beautiful as before, but empty as the plastic flower that was formed at that time.

He put his hands in his pockets, looked at the light of his eyes, and didn't say a word.

At the same time, Yin Lanxi's eyes are floating, but the desert is cold and icy. It's really like another world.

"Mo, remember when we first came here? Here is still a pile of desolate small mounds. There are only a few green tiles and red walls at the foot of the mountain. In a few years, it turns out that it is a high-rise building ~ "

the mound seems to be still that mound, but the scenery at the foot of the mountain is quite different.

Yin Lanxi is filled with endless emotion, feeling sad: because the beautiful things in her memory are all different, such as people, things, even scenery.

Feng Yimo is silent all the way: he wants to see what medicine she sells in the gourd!

"Yimo, why are we like this? Am I getting too much, or are you leaving me too little? It's said that a man will get worse if he has money. No matter how inside he is, it seems to be verified again - "br >

before, he indulged her like that! Before, without a lot of money, she was really happy. If she still stays before the age of 18, how wonderful it would be!

It is clear that she is less than 30, when she is in prime time, how can everything suddenly change!

Up to now, yinlanxi still can't accept it.

She had been looking at fengyimo. Unexpectedly, he did not speak first or leave in a hurry. He calmly seemed to be fighting with her.

With a faint smile, Yin Lanxi didn't know what kind of feeling it was in his heart. He clenched his fist and said to himself: "Yimo, can you accompany me through the last half year? I don't want to use this way -- "

why, why is he so cruel to her?

As long as he promised, even if he gave her a month's time, she would not urge the toxins in Janeiro's body. Although she hated, she was jealous, jealous that this woman robbed her of everything and had her dream for more than ten years. As long as he still loves an old love, in the last time, she would like to have such a companion for the rest of his life to accompany him and continue their happiness.

That's all she wants.

But at this moment, Yin Lanxi suddenly had a strong intuition: this man, completely does not belong to her, no nostalgia, no trace!

"You've used this way!" Don't you think it's hypocritical to say such a thing now?

Looking at her eyes, she has changed her red fruit. Feng Yimo said bluntly: "I have come. If you have something to say, just say it! Don't play with the empty! Yin Lanxi, this is the time. Is it interesting? "

My face is torn. What else can I do? If it's dark, just go straight. He might appreciate her more!

"Since you don't want to read the old love, don't blame me for being cruel!"

With a flash of fierce light at the bottom of her eyes, Yin Lanxi turned to be a ball of gas: "anyway, I haven't lived for a few days. It doesn't make any difference to me whether I die early or late."

the feeling of loneliness made a statement. Her whole body seems to be covered with a layer of haze. At this moment, life and death, she can really see through: in the end, she will not be happier than death.

In this period of life, she saw no hope at all.

"You're the first one!"

Once again, it was like finding a reason for herself. Yin Lanxi said:

"she should have responded, right? If you don't want her to bury me, I want you to divorce her and marry me. Like before, before I leave this world, I want you to love me! Love me alone! "

Last time in the hospital, Jianglu gave her the drug of "transfer", which is said to be a kind of immortal magic drug. As long as the body is contaminated with the drug, as long as a bunch of roses sprayed with alcohol can induce the hidden transfer poison in the body. Of course, this alcohol is not ordinary alcohol, but a kind of alcohol ball with volatile characteristics. She does not know what is added in it, but it is different from ordinary alcohol Alcohol, it's red. As long as she uses the poison of transference, she will become happy.

Indeed, Janeiro was ill and her chance came.

It's said that this kind of poison is not fatal in the early stage, but if ten thousand ants bite it, life is not as good as death, and it will induce various sequelae according to different people; it's like self destruct, talk about paste, or infertility for life, etc.; most importantly, if you don't take antidotes all the time, the poisoned human brain cells will gradually necrosis and become a complete idiot one month after taking them. Of course, if you can't get the antidote in a short time, death is inevitable.

This woman robbed her of her love. Why didn't she come to the funeral?

How beautiful is this transference?

Think of it, Yin Lanxi feels like he is much better!