Mu Sirong's mother is a person who is crazy about love.
Even though I was being tortured like that and even though I knew I was just a substitute, I still held on to that humble thought in my heart, thinking that one day everything would change and everything would be different.
But as time passed and the wounds on her body deepened, this longing of hers was gradually worn away, until finally, it disappeared completely.
In fact, if she didn't still hold out hope, she could have taken Mu Sirong and escaped while Mu Jingcheng was away, but she didn't.
Staying on the island, holding on to a slim hope.
The result was endless pain. In the end, she was relieved, but the pain continued on Mu Sirong.
Jun Yue's eyes were red and his pupils were wide open.
His little fish is now in Mu Sirong's hands.
"Let her go, or I will destroy your island!" he said coldly.
The sea breeze blew up his black windbreaker, his body was stained with blood, and his stern face was eerie and terrifying, just like Satan coming from hell to take his life.
"Jun Yue, what do you think you can do in your current situation? You can't even protect yourself, and you're still talking big?"
As he finished speaking, dozens of men in black who were behind him surrounded Jun Yue, and pointed dozens of black gun muzzles at him.
"No, don't!" Lan Duoduo screamed in horror.
No, don't hurt LaCrosse.
Lan Duoduo didn't know where she got the strength from, but she actually broke free from Mu Sirong's grip, supported her weak body, and ran towards Jun Yue.
Mu Sirong's mouth corners raised, forming a strange arc. The next second, a delicate black pistol was pointed at Lan Duoduo's back, but Lan Duoduo was completely unaware.
"Mu Sirong, you dare!" Jun Yue suddenly shouted.
"Guess if I dare." The green eyes narrowed slightly and the trigger was pulled.
Just as he was about to hit Lan Duoduo on the back, the trapped Jun Yue suddenly moved. The ghostly figure broke away from the encirclement and came to Lan Duoduo's side.
He held her in his arms and spun her around, then his body fell down.
Lan Duoduo widened her eyes in surprise, and fell down holding him.
Holding Junyue's shoulders, she felt the warmth and stickiness of his hand.
The strong smell of blood rushed into her nose.
"Junyue, Junyue, you are injured!" Lan Duoduo was panicked and immediately wanted to take off Junyue's clothes to check, but Junyue stopped her.
"Don't look, I'm fine, I'm fine, don't worry."
Lan Duoduo felt a lump in her nose and she burst into tears, her cry was heartbreaking.
"Don't cry. I told you not to cry anymore." Jun Yue raised his hand distressed and wanted to wipe her tears, but his injury was on his right shoulder and he couldn't raise his hand at all.
Lan Duoduo's tears rolled down from her eyes and turned into pearls that fell to the ground.
Everyone looked at the scene in amazement.
How could human tears turn into pearls!
A hint of surprise flashed across Mu Sirong's eyes, and then he smiled.
He seemed to have seen such a scene in the distant past.
My mother, who had suffered so much torture and pain, never cried once.
But when he took poison and jumped into the sea at the end, he cried.
The tears turned into pearls and fell into the sea along with her figure.
That scene has been deeply engraved in his mind.
Never, never forget.