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After everyone left, only Mu Zi and Murong Cheng were left in the ward.

Murong Cheng asked her softly, "How do you feel?" ”

Mu Zi inhaled slowly and said in a dumb voice, "It hurts." ”

Murong Cheng's eyes were slightly astringent.

He reached out and gently stroked her hair, and his voice was gentle: "It's going to be fine." ”

He turned around and poured half a glass of warm water, plugged in a straw, and brought it to her mouth.

Mu Zi's small mouth opened, holding the straw to drink, her lips became moist, and because of this, she had a little more ruddy color, and Murong Cheng felt that she was like a little milk cat, snuggling up to his big hand to drink water, as if she couldn't live without him.

There was a strange emotion bubbling in my heart, as if I was moved and satisfied, and my chest was warm and swollen.

After Mu Zi drank the water, he couldn't help but say, "You want to marry me like that?" ”

He felt that according to Mu Zi's character, he either pretended to be shy and couldn't hear, or scolded him in disgust, but unexpectedly, Mu Zi nodded very seriously, and said: "You don't know, how much I regretted when I was shot, after I fell into a coma, I kept thinking in a daze, what if I died like this?" I haven't married you yet, and I just died like this, it's really a loss. ”

She closed her eyes as if to herself, "Can't die, can't die...... I want to marry you, and I will die in the future, and Murong Cheng's wife will also be engraved on the tombstone, so now, I must not die. ”

Murong Cheng tugged at the corners of his lips, feeling that he should laugh, but his eyes were hot and tidal.

Nameless emotions filled his heart, his breath was hot, he wanted to hug her, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he hesitated again and again, and finally held Mu Zi's hand.

"Okay, let's get married." He held her hand and kissed her gently, his voice slightly hoarse, "When your body recovers, we will get married." ”

Can't wait any longer.

Mu Zi was relieved as if she had let go of the knot in her heart when she got the promise.

The things I cared about the most were answered, and other thoughts came up in my brain one after another—

"Little ......," Mu Zi asked him, "I seemed to hear Xiao Yan's voice at that time." ”

Xiao Yan has moved to Mu Zi's new home, but Mu Zhai is still its own territory by default, and from time to time she flies back with her husband and children to inspect the territory.

When Mu Zi had an accident, the crows all flew in, they scratched through the screen window, and screamed and scratched at Mu Zening, Mu Zening's gun shot indiscriminately, and even the thunder could not be hidden.

Mu Yun, who heard the movement, left the guests and wanted to go upstairs to see what was going on, and met Mu Ling, who happened to go downstairs.

They are sisters, Mu Ling's strange appearance can be hidden from others, but she can't hide it from Mu Yun, under Mu Yun's questioning, Mu Ling explained the cause and effect in a few words, and Mu Yun immediately called the police.

When Murong Cheng arrived, Mu Zening had already disappeared.

The room was a mess, the black feathers scattered on the crimson embroidery quilt were extremely dazzling, the blood was stained, and Xiao Yan's partner was hit by a bullet, and there was no heartbeat.

Murong Cheng didn't want to make Mu Zi sad, so he didn't mention it, but said, "Xiao Yan is fine." ”

Mu Zi put her mind at ease and asked him again, "What about Xu Shihan?" ”

"I lost too much blood and couldn't be saved." Murong admitted, "Mu Zening drunk her, presumably she didn't suffer much when she died." ”

Mu Zi fell silent.

She and Murong Cheng both knew that the original Mu Zi committed suicide by cutting her wrists after she was drunk.

Mu Zening designed Xu Shihan to die in this way, and then let Su Zi drown again, what did he want to achieve? Perhaps, as he said, either live to be his wife or die......

Even if he becomes a ghost, it is better to be by his side than to marry Murong Cheng.

The happier they lived, the more humiliating, sarcastic, and painful it was for Mu Zening.

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