He cannot be so selfish.
He could not leave with their lives.
"……Help."
Mo Luan put his hands in his pockets, and the girl's white face became more indifferent in the drizzle.
The night wind blew her hair, and her lonely and cold temperament was more obvious.
She watched him struggle, watched him call for help.
Just when the man sank into the lake.
The manual in the right pocket is gone.
A silver wire flashed, and with a "plop", the person was lifted from the lake by the silver wire.
Fell to the ground.
He coughed violently on the bridge, his body was soaked, and his long hair kept dripping down.
Mo Luan put his hands in his pockets and looked at the embarrassed person blankly.
When he coughed enough, he let out a sigh of relief.
Then he looked at the girl leaning on the bridge rail, "You...you saved me?"
Mo Luan narrowed his eyes when he saw his face.
"Poke the wet hair away from your face, let me see."
He listened to her subconsciously and brushed away the wet hair on his face.
Although there are no street lights at this time, the light is a bit dim.
But it does not prevent her from seeing him clearly.
It was an overly beautiful face.
The word "beautiful" is often used to describe a woman, but it doesn't go against him at this time.
The face is beautiful and beautiful, the bridge of the nose is beautiful, and the contours of the facial features are exquisite.
Those eyes that were soaked in water were watery, dull, and a little cute.
Mo Luan's mood suddenly improved.
She curled her lips and walked to him.
Bend over and stretched out his slender fingers to lift his chin.
"Tell me why you look exactly like that beauty in a wheelchair."
The man was taken aback, his ears suddenly turned red, and he was about to retreat subconsciously.
He has never been so close to a girl.
"Hey, don't move, answer me."
The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, like a fairy whispering in the ear of a scholar, the ultimate temptation.
Coupled with the pair of wild and uninhibited phoenix eyes, the innocent boy blushed and held his breath.
Mo Luan looked at him, and then thought of the gentle and indifferent nature of the wheelchair beauty.
Except for this face, there is really nothing similar in other places.
Seeing him holding his breath, he was about to suffocate.
So kindly withdrew his hand.
A little farther away, his hands were put in his pockets again.
The posture is chic, and he exudes the arrogance of an uncle with a cigar in his body.
"Go ahead, my patience is limited."
The innocent man was frightened by her aura and trembled all over.
After taking a few breaths quietly, he said, "He is my second brother."
"Oh~"
The ending is upturned, "What's your name?"
"Xunfu."
Mo Luan's phoenix squinted slightly, "Having such a blessed name, but wanting to die?"
Her eyes were bright and transparent for an instant.
"Why call for help, afraid?"
Xun Fu lowered his eyes, and the breath of world-weariness and loneliness emerged again from his body.
His eyes were a little dazed, his cheeks were dumb, and he murmured, "It's painful to live, but you can't die."
"Have concerns?"
"Ok."
The eldest brother and the second brother said that they cannot tell other people the secrets of them.
He was correct in answering this way.
Mo Luan chuckled lightly, looking across the neon in the distance, and the raindrops in the sky gradually increased.
She pulled up the people on the ground, "Go, go to a place with me."
The man staggered to follow, "Wait, where are you taking me?"
"Exciting place."
The two took a taxi to the motorcycle club.
The club's name is "Flower Road".
It is famous all over the world.