Chapter 222

"Peiran, please calm down and connect with her."

Listening to Qin Mingyuan's evasive tone, Leng peiran got up from the bed and gave him a fist: "who asked you to stop me from jumping to save her?"

"Leng peiran, you've had enough. Do you really think that if you jumped with me at that time, you could come back alive?"

His words fall, cold peiran scarlet eyes looking at him, trembling lips, can't say a retort.

Low air pressure continued to diffuse in the room, cold and gloomy face.

Just then, poof.

Xiao Yan was shocked on his face. He quickly held Leng peiran, who was so angry that he spat out blood: "brother..."

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Gu Lianxin's men, who were sent to salvage, searched the surrounding 100 nautical miles for a month, but there was still no news.

Under such bad conditions that night, with such search and rescue results, the possibility of Gu Lianxin's survival was almost zero.

But for Leng peiran's insistence, according to the general rules, the search and rescue time is usually only ten days.

Xiao Yan looked at a month later, the more difficult the search and rescue work, the more difficult it became. Not to say, all the ways to think of were used, but still at a loss.

"Brother, do you want to continue?"

In a month's time, it is almost impossible for people to survive. I thought that even if she was gone, I would like to salvage her body and bury her. But as time goes by, human and financial resources have gone down. I don't even see a shadow.

Now, a result that we have to face is that after Gu Lianxin died in the sea, it is very likely that his body will be given by the creatures in the sea...

Although we don't want to face such a cruel result, we have to face it.

Qin Mingyuan twisted his eyebrows and made a difficult decision: "everyone should withdraw."

T City, Zijun villa.

Leng peiran leans in front of the bed with a decadent face, looking at the familiar environment around him. His deep eyes are dim, his face is lifeless, and all kinds of wine bottles are scattered around his feet.

His handsome face slowly raised for a while, a bitter smile: "little thing, why do you want to leave me so cruel?"

Finish saying, holding the wine cup in the hand, looking up and Gudong Gudong came a few mouthfuls.

Qin Mingyuan came over, pushed open the door and saw the man sitting on the ground. He stepped forward with his long legs and grabbed the wine cup in his hand. His low voice flashed across and said, "enough."

"Give it to me." See in the hand of the wine cup empty, cold mouth.

Qin Mingyuan hated that the iron was not strong enough. He threw out the bottle and went to the bathroom to get the mirror. He pulled his collar and said, "Leng peiran, have a good look at what you look like now?"

Leng peiran raised his face and looked at himself in the mirror. He was decadent, but he didn't care at all. He waved him away with a disorderly step: "you don't care."

"Leng peiran, do you want to be buried with your heart? When did you become such a wimp? Even the heart is gone, everybody is very sad, but you become now this appearance, is that wench want to see? "

Now nothing can arouse Leng peiran's emotion. Of course, there is only one person, Gu Lianxin.

Leng peiran clenched his fists and hit the vase while shaking.

Qin Mingyuan looked at his self abuse, really want to leave.

How can such a man who likes to abandon himself deserve to be his brother.

But looking at a piece of blood on his palm, he couldn't help but go downstairs to take the medicine box and throw it away: "if you don't want to lose too much blood, you should treat the wound honestly."

Maybe under the action of alcohol, the glass debris embedded in the palm of the hand is not so painful when it is clipped out with tweezers.

Ye Wenxin didn't know what to hear. He appeared at the door of the bedroom. Looking at the injury on Leng peiran's palm, he twisted his heart and said gently, "Mingyuan, I'll come."

People like Qin Mingyuan, whose fingers don't touch Yang Chunshui, are all taken care of by others. Dealing with wounds is really not his strong point.

He withdraws the body, lets the leaf warm heart bend body processing.

Leng peiran looks at the self photo of him and Gu Lianxin on the table with no expression. Ye Wenxin bandages his hand. He follows his obsessed line of sight to see the photo on the table, and his heart pulls tightly.

Qin Mingyuan got the call and left first.

What is the relationship between Ye Wenxin and Leng peiran in the United States? He knows best. However, when Leng peiran was in school, he loved Ye Wenxin very much.

But in the end, I don't know why. They parted ways.

Gu Lianxin's departure is hard for everyone, but it would be a good thing if ye Wenxin's first love could fill his emotional vacancy and let Leng peiran pick himself up again.

After all, first love, for men, is hard to forget.In the room, only she and Leng peiran were left. With jealousy and hatred in his heart, ye Wenxin forced a smile and said, "peiran, I'll help you clean up the stubble."

Leng peiran listened to what he had heard before. He still remembers that one night, when he came back from the work of the company, he couldn't help kissing the dreamer. Gu Lianxin pushed him and murmured, "your stubble is too prickly. Don't touch me if you don't clean it up."

He couldn't help but lift his eyes, alcohol anesthesia and lack of consciousness after bleeding. At this moment, the person standing in front of him could not help but let his eyes flash waves of excitement. He stood up and hugged Ye Wenxin: "Lianxin, is it you? I knew you wouldn't leave me

Ye Wen's heart is frightened, and it's hard to breathe when she's strangled, but she's been greedy for his embrace for a long time. She can't bear to push her away, and she's suffering from discomfort and enjoying the familiar embrace.

She took the opportunity to reach out to embrace him, pacified patted his back: "how can I give up you to leave you."

Finish saying this sentence, think of oneself beloved man, is to give her a bosom, but in the heart is to treat him as other women.

I hate it in my heart.

At the same time, the color of conspiracy bloomed in her eyes.

This time, God treated her well and gave her a surprise.

When Gu Lianxin was alive, she tried her best to win over Leng peiran, but again and again, Her wishful thinking failed.

This time, the slut died, and she didn't worry any more.

Ye Wenxin smelled the male hormone breath with wine on his body, tightened the strength of his hand, coldly hooked the arc.

Peiran, from now on, you can only be my man.

Without that stumbling block, it's only a matter of time before we can deal with Leng peiran.

Although Leng peiran's consciousness was a little vague and he had hallucinations, his sense of smell was still very sensitive. Suddenly he found that the person he was holding in his arms didn't have the kind of smell he was infatuated with.

Mercilessly will be the arms of the woman away, gloomy face: "you are not her."

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