The crowd still pointed and looked at it, and the small figure stood softly on the wall, and under the gaze of all directions, it seemed to be cut by a knife.

The big eyes were filled with tears, but they were still open and did not blink, and their whole body was trembling violently.

Huo Siran walked in from the door in the afterglow with soft light, his cold eyes were fixed on her, and he was holding the medicine and supplements he bought for the soldiers' families. The scene just now made him endure it coldly to the extreme.

A tall figure stood in front of me in a daze. When I looked up, I saw that it was him. For a moment, Lin Yitong smiled pale and asked in a hoarse voice: "Chief, I suddenly want to shoot a gun now. Can you take me there?"

She suddenly wanted to try the gun.

Huo Siran's cold eyes suddenly moved slightly.

But the next moment Lin Yitong reacted, frowned fiercely, laughed, and waved her little hands repeatedly covering her forehead, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm confused..."

How could she forget that he had reminded them that there was no friendship except Jing Sheng. How cheap she would take the initiative to beg for his mercy and help?

The tears and self-mockery suddenly pierced Huo Siran's heart like a knife.

The slender figure wanted to run upstairs, but at the moment of passing by, a big palm suddenly grabbed her arm tightly! She stood firm with a muffled cry, and a pair of confused water eyes crashed into Huo Siran's deep eyes as cold as ice cellar.

Half of the blood on Hosran's thin lips faded away. He clenched her arms and felt her weakness. He said in a cold and hoarse voice: "I'm already so heartless, why do you still have the ability to make me lose my skills?"

There are countless forbearances in the words.

He said that he would not care about anything again in the future. There was something about her. Even if he saw the scene where she was slapped hard by someone just now, she couldn't hold back her tears. But just this self-deprecating smile made his heart suddenly hurt so hard.

Lin Yitong's watery eyes were slightly trembling and confused. She was soaked in hot tears and despair, unable to break free. When she came to her senses, she only saw Huo Siran's handsome lips curled up and smiled coldly, pulled her over and said softly to her, "Do you want to shoot a gun?"

"Okay... Come on, I'll take you there."

Yes, he couldn't help it. At this moment.

The sneer disappeared, his face full of coldness and determination after the endurance disappeared, Hosran held his breath and placed the medicine freely on the window, held her hand, and walked out of the hospital with great strides in front of the crowd.

At this moment, it was a little bit crazy.

He was so crazy that he no longer cared about the eyes of everyone, and even refused to do anything, just because some of the harm was given by others, while others were stabbed into her heart with his own hands, and then all turned into pain and took revenge on him.

So what she wants to do at this moment? Go with her.

The black Hummer parked outside was the one Lin Yitong had seen. She was still a little confused when she was pulled up, but she was soon overwhelmed by the sourness of Yun Fei's ridicule and insult.

Yes, she only knows that she wants to vent at this moment.
Chapter completed!