"Dad!" Yang Mengling shook her head helplessly, and the tears in her eyes slowly flowed out again: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it, you all forced me!"
"Mengling!" Song Ziqiang was furious, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He didn't know what Yang Mengling thought at this time, and he didn't know whether his daughter would actually shoot himself for a beloved man. "You are Dad’s daughter! Is Dad inferior to Zhang Ermao in your eyes? What is good about Zhang Ermao, is he worthy of you doing this for him?"
"Dad, let Zhang Ermao go! As long as you are willing to let Zhang Ermao go, I will never hurt you. I will still be your good daughter. I will listen to you in the future, ooh..." Yang Mengling cried out aloud. , But the muzzle in his hand was still facing Song Ziqiang's head.
"Mengling, calm down first, listen to my father first!" Of course, Song Ziqiang now doesn't want to let Zhang Ermao go easily, even more so that Song Siyi and Zhang Ermao don't want to stay together, otherwise things will happen sooner or later... "Mengling, Zhang Er Mao already has Siyi by his side. He is not worth it for you. Even if I really let him go, he will never accept your affection, and he will never be with you, do you know? You are now Doing something stupid!"
"I don't care, I don't care about anything, I just want Brother Ermao alive!" Yang Mengling wiped the tears from her face heavily, and then looked at Zhang Ermao affectionately: "Second... Brother Ermao, let's go! Now! Just leave, take Siyi and leave the listing together, the farther you go, the better!"
"Mengling!" Zhang Ermao's face was embarrassed, and his heart was even more embarrassed, but when he thought of his mother's death, thought of the death of his master, and thought of the lives of the Song family and dozens of 18k brothers, he thought of paying him back. When I had to live well and avenge everyone, I still held up the small hands of Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua, and then hurriedly walked outside the gate.
"Sister Mengling..." Song Siyi turned his head and looked at Yang Mengling with tears, but Yang Mengling did not speak, but motioned for the other party to leave immediately.
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"None of you are allowed to move, and no one is allowed to follow out!" Watching Zhang Ermao and others walk out of the door of the living room, Yang Mengling yelled to everyone. After waiting for a few minutes, she was thinking about Zhang Ermao and others. Yang Mengling slowly put down the pistol in her hand after she had walked out of the "Imperial Court Garden", and then she knelt down in front of her father Song Ziqiang with a bang: "Dad, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, woo... "
Looking at his tearful daughter who was kneeling in front of him, Song Ziqiang was furious, but he didn't blame Yang Mengling any more, just stretched out his hand to signal the other policemen to go out.
'Zhang Ermao already has Siyi by his side. He will never accept your affection, and he will never be with you. You are doing stupid things now.' Thinking of what his father said, I remembered that Zhang Ermao was holding Song Siyi. The back of the little hand left, Yang Mengling is now extremely sad. Although Song Siyi's brother and father are dead. Although there is nothing in the Song family anymore, Yang Mengling still envy Song Siyi very much now, envy the other party being accompanied by a beloved man, and envy the other party who really got Zhang Ermao's heart, but what about herself? Is it fulfilling Song Siyi and Zhang Ermao's good deeds
Yang Mengling was extremely sad. She didn't know whether everything she did just now was correct, and she didn't know whether it was worth it, but she had only one thought in her heart, and that was to let Zhang Ermao live and live well.
Zhang Ermao left, and after leaving the "Royal Garden", he took Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua to the outside of the city. In a remote alley, in a dilapidated small hotel, he talked to the boss for a long time before using Liu Cuihua. Two rooms were opened with their ID cards, and then the three of them stayed together.
Perhaps it was too sad or too tired. Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua, who were lying in their arms, quickly fell asleep, but at this time, Zhang Ermao, who was lying in the next room, couldn't sleep.
"Jingjing, are you still there?" Her dearest mother and master in the world have all gone, and then think about Li Jingjing, who is about to leave her. Now Zhang Ermao's heart is like a knife twist. Although Zhang Ermao and Li Jingjing have not known each other for a long time, he has already regarded Li Jingjing as his relatives and closest people.
"Er Mao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, all of this is my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't stay on the market. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't go to Blue Moon. If it wasn't for me, your mother and master would not. To die, Song Zhiyuan will not die, nor will the Song family fall to where it is today, oooo..."
"Jingjing, don’t cry, it’s not your fault, as you said, this is my fate, everything is destined
! "Hearing Li Jingjing's voice in his ear and learning that Li Jingjing is still in her body and has not left her, Zhang Ermao showed a touch of relief on his face. After a while, he continued to say: "Jingjing, actually I should be the one who should say sorry. I failed to help you complete the second task, I failed to help you change your destiny, and... and also hurt you..." Zhang Ermao choked up before he could finish his words, his eyes were in his eyes. Tears also slowly flowed out.
Indeed, for Zhang Ermao, the hatred of his mother and his master, the hatred of Song Zihao and Song Zhiyuan, the hatred of the 18k brothers, as long as he is still alive, he will definitely find ways to avenge his hatred, but for Li Jingjing, Zhang Ermao is simply powerless. Of course it will be his lifelong regret.
"Ermao, don’t cry. In fact, these days with you are the happiest time in my life. I am already very satisfied and happy. Really, you don’t have to feel sad and sad for me. The road is still very long. Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua still need your care. Your mother and master’s feud, Song family’s feud, are still waiting for you to avenge, but... I can’t help you anymore!" While talking, Li Jingjing slowly left Zhang Ermao's body, and then slowly sat next to Zhang Ermao, leaning his head gently on Zhang Ermao's shoulder.
Although only a figure. Although he couldn't feel Li Jingjing's existence at all, Zhang Ermao stretched out his big hand and gently hugged Li Jingjing's waist. For a moment, no one spoke any more, just silently feeling the existence of the other party and feeling silently. This last good time; just sitting silently, waiting silently for dawn, sitting silently waiting for the sunrise, sitting silently waiting for Li Jingjing's departure.
One hour passed, two hours passed, and finally a trace of fish maw was spit out on the east horizon, and finally there was a ray of light outside the window, and finally the red and red slowly climbed out of the horizon too far, it is so delicate and beautiful, it It was so radiant and gorgeous, that was the light that mankind yearned for, but in Zhang Ermao's eyes it was a malignant tumor, a fiery malignant malignant tumor, and a malignant tumor that was about to take Li Jingjing away from him.
Seeing a ray of light outside the window, Zhang Ermao hurriedly stood up, rushed to the window and closed the curtains severely.
"Jingjing, I won't let you leave me, I... I don't want you to leave me, I need your presence, I need you to stay with me forever!" Zhang Ermao looked worried and excited, pulling After closing the curtains, he hurriedly rushed to Li Jingjing's body, raised his hands and gently cupped Li Jingjing's face. Although hug empty. Although he didn't touch Li Jingjing's face at all, Zhang Ermao slowly stretched out his head and gently pressed his mouth to Li Jingjing's lips.
Li Jingjing slowly closed her eyes, and carefully experienced Zhang Ermao's last deep kiss...
There is no skin contact, and you can’t even feel the other person’s breathing; no breathing, no tongue fighting, no entanglement of love; although not so real
. Although it's like in a dream, as long as you feel it with your heart and experience it with your heart, then they can feel each other's existence and appreciate each other's love.
"Jingjing!" After a long time, Zhang Ermao slowly opened his eyes, looking affectionately at Li Jingjing in front of him: "I love you, you are the woman I love most in this world, and I can't bear you. I do not want to leave you!"
"Er Mao, you are wrong!" Li Jingjing shook her head gently, and said to Zhang Ermao with a prudent face: "In fact, Song Siyi should be the woman you love the most, and the woman who loves you the most. She has paid for you. You can’t let her down anymore. If you really love me, then you promise me that you will live well after I leave, take good care of Song Siyi, and give Song Siyi all your love for me. !" After Li Jingjing finished speaking, she slowly turned around, and then walked towards the window. Her figure also began to become a little fuzzy, almost disappearing in front of Zhang Ermao's eyes.
"Jingjing, don't! Don't go!" Zhang Ermao rushed towards Li Jingjing by the window with an anxious expression. Of course, the tears in his eyes slowly flowed out again: "Jingjing, don't go. , Don't leave me, I can't live without you!"
Zhang Ermao cried, but Li Jingjing didn't speak any more, shook her head reluctantly at Zhang Ermao, and then slowly slid into the curtains and completely disappeared in front of Zhang Ermao's eyes.
"Jingjing, Jingjing... Why! God, why are you doing this to me!" Looking at Li Jingjing's disappearing back, Zhang Ermao cried out, and knelt to the ground slowly, hitting his fist fiercely. On the floor.
One punch, two punches, three punches... Until his hands were full of blood, and Zhang Ermao still didn't stop until his skin was broken.
"Ermao, Ermao, what's the matter with you? Open the door soon!" Zhang Ermao stopped his fist until Liu Cuihua's knocking and shouting came from outside the door, and he seemed to wake up from the pain of Li Jingjing's departure. Come.
Zhang Ermao slowly stood up and wiped the tears from his face heavily before walking to the door of the room and opening it slowly.
"Cuihua, why did you get up so early!" Zhang Ermao tried his best to control the pain in his heart. He looked at Liu Cuihua calmly, but he didn't notice it. Just when he stood up, he was When he walked to the door to open the door, Li Jingjing's figure came out of the curtain...