When Feng Sujin spoke, her voice was very low, with a hoarse arc, and even a pleading tone.
Qiu Wenzheng felt uncomfortable watching and listening.
At the beginning, he saw Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin together, and he also knew how good their relationship was.
Because we love each other so much, and now we are separated like this, and we still don’t know whether we will live or die, you can imagine the pain in our hearts.
He didn't know how Feng Sujin managed to survive.
He couldn't help but feel sorry for Feng Sujin for Jun Mohan.
He looked in the direction of the curtain and shook his head helplessly. He was so cruel. He was so cruel to himself and could still hold on.
If it were him, falling in love like this, he would definitely want to see her and tell her all the news.
But Qiu Wenzheng watched for a long time and did not move. He could only sigh and said: "I really don't know. If you talk to me like this, if Jun Mohan finds out and thinks I bully you, why don't you kill me."
"As long as he appears, I just want him to appear in front of me, no, as long as he can tell me that he is fine, as long as he can tell me..."
Feng Sujin grabbed Qiu Wenzheng's arm, held it hard, and stared into his eyes, "No, you must know, you are lying to me, otherwise you would not be so calm."
Qiu Wenzheng was grabbed so hard by Feng Sujin that his arms hurt.
He didn't expect Feng Sujin to be so strong.
Such a woman can be both soft and strong, and only Jun Mohan can control her!
"I did not lie to you!"
"Aren't you Jun Mohan's brother? When something happened to him, how could you be so calm?"
Qiu Wenzheng was choked by Feng Sujin's words and really didn't know how to answer.
His expression changed, he coughed and said: "You also know that I have a confidante by my side now. You also know that love is the most important thing. My mood will change when someone is with me. Besides, I I believe in Jun Mohan’s ability, so you’d better not worry.”
Feng Sujin's voice suddenly became louder, "How could I not be worried? How could I not be worried..."
Feng Sujin kept repeating this sentence, pointing to the position of her heart, where it really hurt.
She had to use a lot of self-control to restrain herself from crying.
She didn't want anyone to see her vulnerability.
No matter how vulnerable she was, she would hide and lick her wounds.
"Okay, worry, worry..."
Qiu Wenzheng felt that these two people were really torturing themselves, and it was useless for him to look anxious.
Feng Sujin begged Qiu Wenzheng for a long time, but Qiu Wenzheng never knew a word.
Feng Sujin finally murmured and left in a daze.
At this time, Qiu Wenzheng heard a loud noise from inside the curtain. He quickly entered the curtain and saw the man hitting the table with his fist. The corners of his mouth were still bleeding and his hands were broken.
Qiu Wenzheng said helplessly: "What are you doing? You are torturing each other and making us feel uncomfortable. I almost can't stand it anymore."
The man's voice was hoarse, "Don't tell her, I don't want her to know."
As he spoke, the man spit out a mouthful of blood.
Qiu Wenzheng looked at him and was so frightened that he almost jumped up, "You can't be excited or stimulated. Your body... you don't want to die!"
"It doesn't matter..."
"You don't cherish yourself like this. You have also heard how painful and uncomfortable Feng Sujin was just now. You are so cruel. Even if your body is like this, it does not affect the news of telling her a safe life."