Chapter 286

Sheng Shimo's self deceiving smile suddenly coagulated.

He can't seem to deceive himself anymore.

Sheng Zhixun saw his fourth brother calm down, so he released his hand and lowered his head to wipe his tears.

In his prime, Mo crossed him and walked towards the factory. His legs were as heavy as lead. Every step was like stepping on the tip of a knife, and the pain quickly spread to his heart.

Men shuttle through the dust flying in the air and walk firmly towards their beloved woman step by step.

Maybe it's the dust that fascinates people's eyes, or maybe that large piece of blood is too dazzling in the sun.

As if he had crossed a century, he finally came to the end.

The woman fell to the ground lifeless, wearing a gorgeous dress, with soft and slender long hair scattered at will, just like a brilliant flower blooming, dazzling.

But her body was too small and thin, as if she could fly away with the wind at any time, and the original beautiful dress became dilapidated and bloodstained.

This is the dress he chose for her personally. She looks very beautiful. Unfortunately... A compliment at that time lingered on her lips, but she still couldn't say it after all.

Sheng Shimo suddenly softened his legs and fell on his knees in front of Wen churan.

Trembling, he stretched out his hands and held her up. His cautious action seemed to be afraid to disturb her in her deep sleep.

Until then, he could see the wound on her body, countless needle eyes, constantly emitting blood beads, and large chunks of dark purple skin, which seemed to have been severely beaten by something.

After pulling away her hair, I found that her little face was covered with countless red fingerprints and even scars cut by her nails.

Looking at the blood on the woman's face and the tears in the corners of her eyes, Sheng Shimo's heart seemed to be badly torn.

She has been strong since childhood. No matter how she is bullied, she smiles and rarely cries.

It must hurt... She shed so many tears

Even if she had lost consciousness, she still held a necklace in her hand.

The necklace was known by Sheng Shimo. He put it on her before the party.

She is like grasping a life-saving straw, grasping the necklace he sent, she must be waiting for him to appear.

With this slim belief, it has been supported until now.

In his prime, Mo hugged Wen churan, who was hurt all over, into his arms, but he didn't dare to force. He opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He bowed his head and sobbed, howling like a wounded beast.

"I was wrong..." he cried and shouted the same sentence repeatedly. "I was wrong..."

He was wrong. He was not strong enough to protect her, so he was not qualified to keep her around.

He regretted

He should let go when she was clamoring to leave.

But he was so greedy that he just wanted to keep her by his side, one day after another,

But now he regretted that he would rather bear these hardships and injuries alone.

Sheng Zhixun stood outside the factory and quietly looked at the scene in the factory. He didn't dare to step in half a step.

There seems to be another world.

His arrogant, aloof and indifferent fourth brother is now kneeling on the ground, crying out his remorse.

Soon after, the ambulance rushed to the factory in time, but Sheng Shimo knelt on the ground with Wen churan in his arms, just like holding a treasure. No one was allowed to touch it.

Finally, Sheng Zhixun had to persuade him.

"Brother four, wake up! The fourth sister-in-law is still saved. Send the fourth sister-in-law to the hospital first! "