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Chapter 795 Between Life and Death 4 Years Later

Chapter 795 Between Life and Death Four Years Later (9)

Even so, she still didn't give up, pulled off a piece of cloth from her skirt, and said to herself: "Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding, and everything will be fine if the bleeding stops, right?"

As she spoke, she pressed the cloth on Wen Qiyang's chest, feeling that it wasn't enough, she took off Wang Meng's clothes again, and pressed it on Wen Qiyang's chest, but it didn't help, more blood flowed, and his face turned paler. up.

Qu Qingge cried even more fiercely, and his words were illogical: "Wen Qiyang, what should I do, I can't stop, what should I do? Does it hurt, does it hurt..."

"It hurts..." Wen Qiyang didn't hide from her at all, and replied weakly: "Qingge doesn't cry, you cry, my heart hurts."

When you cry, my heart hurts.

It's this sentence again.

It's the same as when she shot him last time!
Why does he get hurt every time because of himself.

I was shot by myself last time, and this time I almost took my life because of myself.

She was so heartless and told him that she would never be able to return to him.

He still wants to do this for her, even at the expense of his life.

He clearly knew that Wang Meng wanted his life. He clearly knew that Wang Meng made him kneel down to humiliate him. He clearly knew that she said that she didn't love him anymore...

But until now, this man still said to her, "Don't cry..."

Thinking of this, Qu Qingge cried even harder. Seeing his breathing getting weaker and weaker, his eyelashes covered with sticky blood, so sticky that his eyelids were closed, she couldn't help the fear in her heart, Complained: "Why are you so stupid, do whatever Wang Meng asks you to do! Do you know that she won't do anything to me? For Zhao Yang, she won't do anything to me .”

As before, her little hand twisted willfully on Wen Qiyang's arm, pulling his shoulder, and it hurt a little, but it made him extremely happy. He said: "Qing Ge, even if I know that there is a thousandth I won't bet on the possibility that she will hurt you, I can afford to lose anything, but you, I can't afford to lose!"

"Seeing you hurt makes me hurt even more, you know?"

"I'd rather be myself. As long as you're well, I'm not afraid of death."

Wen Qiyang's voice was so deep and hoarse, stuttering, completely devoid of arrogance, just a man he loved deeply, explaining his no regrets.

His eyes suddenly became a little dim, and his voice was a bit bitter: "I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that after I die, no one will protect you and love you like me..."

He coughed twice, but laughed, a little self-deprecating, and continued: "However, after I die, no one will imprison you or threaten you, and you will be free, completely free, and you will be free." Don't be afraid of me anymore."

Qu Qingge's tears kept pattering, hearing Wen Qiyang's words, she shook her head violently: "No, that's not the case, Wen Qiyang, you won't die, you won't die."

Wen Qiyang thought of the word "death", and suddenly moved his body, reluctantly sitting up from Qu Qingge's body, trying to stand up with support, but he fell to the ground after only a little effort.

Qu Qingge trembled in fright, and quickly supported Wen Qiyang's body: "What are you going to do? Don't move around, I'll help you."

Wen Qiyang took a few breaths with difficulty, and pointed to the window in the corner: "Qing Ge, I'll help you pry the window open, you go out from there, and leave me alone... After you go out, go to Zhao Yang and let him Go save Yaya."

(End of this chapter)

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