The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

  Chapter 1203 I found you, my wife (43) (plus more)

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  At that time, he should...have his own home, right?

  Su Jinsheng stared at the ceiling, in a daze.

   outside the door,

  The low and soft meow will beep from time to time,

  The man still stood there persistently, refusing to go back to sleep.

  Su Jinsheng couldn't sleep either, lying quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

after an hour.

  At half past six in the morning, the sky is completely bright.

  Su Jinsheng opened the door of the room and walked out.

  The boy cat, who had been guarding the door, looked up at her for an instant, his eyes were slightly red.

  "Master, meow~"

  Probably because he yelled for a long time, his voice became a little hoarse and dry,

  The whole face is extremely pale, without any blood,

  He still maintained a squatting posture, even though his legs were numb to the point that he was completely unconscious and did not move.

   still looks good and humble.

  Su Jinsheng grasped the doorknob and tightened his hand slightly, subconsciously wanted to help him.

  But because she was concerned about something, she didn’t move, looking down at him, with a calm tone.

   "Clean up, I will send you away."

   "Where is your home? Is there any family?"

   she asked softly.

  In an instant, the boy's face seemed to turn paler.

   His body was shaky, biting his lip, and did not speak.

  The hand that was already severely injured now has blood oozing out, and there are signs of being uncontrollable.

  He looked at her quietly, his beautiful and pure purple eyes seemed to hide the slightest grievance, and it was pitiful.

  Obviously, he didn’t say a word, but the whole person was like a child who was about to be abandoned, with a sad breath.

  Su Jinsheng was silent for a moment.

  Obviously, he has already thought about it before, he is different from normal people, and he must be sent away safely.

  Now looking at his eyes, she...

  Can't control the softness of the earth.

  Su Jinsheng pursed his lips, suddenly wondering what to say.

  If he drove him away, no matter what, he got stuck in his throat and couldn't speak.

   Just when she was a little overwhelmed,

  The man suddenly stumbled up and looked at her,

  After that, he slowly lowered his head, quietly, turned and went downstairs.

  Go through the living room, open the door, and walk out.

   Never said a word again, his back was lonely.

  The white gauze used to wrap her hands is completely red at this time.

  The blood was soaked, and it looked shocking and shocking.

   "Pattern—"

  The door of the villa was closed.

  In the huge villa, there was a dead silence again.

  Su Jinsheng opened his mouth and stood there for a few seconds.

  She looked at the closed door, her fingertips tightened slightly.

soon,

  She hurriedly went downstairs and followed up.

   Just when she thought he was really gone,

In no mood,

  As soon as the door opens,

  I saw a thin boy, quietly curled up in a corner, with his head buried, and said nothing.

  At this moment,

  It was raining heavily outside, and the rain splashed from the ground and splashed on the thin body of the young man.

  In the silent rain,

  Under his soft hair, his cheeks are almost transparent,

   Head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

  Bare feet, stepping on the ground, still stained with dust.

  His hands contracted tightly, with great force,

  As if not feeling pain, letting the blood flow out, it hit the ground drop by drop.

  The whole person is quiet, like a lifeless sculpture, terribly sad.

  Even if he knew that he was going to be abandoned, he just shrank there quietly, not noisy or noisy, and it made people feel distressed if he was sensible.

  (End of this chapter)