Chapter 405 Su Mian

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Wei Zhenhui lay quietly on the bed, breathing a little heavy and unsteady, his thin lips still pursed, his sword brows furrowed tightly together, it must be a sore wound.

Su Mian felt distressed for a while, and couldn't help reaching out to help him. Her forehead was smooth and full, and it was still glowing in the moonlight.

Wei Zhenhui snorted slightly as if consciously, and Su Mian was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, so he wouldn't be discovered by him.

Looking at it again, the man was still lying quietly, his brows furrowed again.

Su Mian didn't dare to touch him again, for fear of waking him up.

Seeing his thin face, Su Mian felt heartbroken.

Wu Feng said it lightly, but Su Mian could think of how dangerous the relationship between Wei Zhenhui and the three Liu brothers was.

In the previous life, the three brothers killed more than 20 people in a row. With their sophisticated modus operandi and cruel hearts, it was not easy to capture them.

In this life, the development of things has changed. The three Liu brothers only killed a dozen people, but Wei Zhenhui suffered such a serious injury.

"Wei Zhenhui, you must get well soon. You promised me to send me to the university to report." Knowing that he couldn't hear him now, Su Mian still wanted to tell him.

At this time, Wei Zhenhui was in dire straits.

He walked into the study as usual, locked it habitually, walked to the chair and sat down.

Leaning on the chair, closing his eyes and resting, this is his most relaxed moment of the day and his happiest moment.

Although she didn't know it, as long as she was happy, it was enough. After all, he missed her in his life.

Wei Zhenhui took out his wallet with trembling hands and opened the mezzanine. On the small photo lying quietly inside, the girl's round eyes were clear and bright.

There seemed to be her voice in his ears, he closed his eyes, 30 years later, will she forgive herself?

When he opened his eyes again, it was her back, she never wanted to see him, he could only quietly watch her stagger with the shackles.

This is a dream, how could I become so old, how could Su Mian be so old?

Somewhere in his heart seemed to have been gouged out with a knife, and the pain was so painful that he exclaimed in surprise, and his whole body suddenly bounced off the bed.

"Su Mian!"

He shouted so loudly that Su Mian, who was sitting beside the bed, was startled.

"Wei Zhenhui, I'm here!" Su Mian wanted to go over to help him, but in the dark night, the man's eyes sank and sank, and his whole body exuded a stern aura.

"It's me." Without turning on the light, Su Mian cautiously added, fearing that he might not recognize her. Wei Zhenhui's reaction just now really frightened her, "What's wrong with you? I'm going to call a doctor?" After Su Mian finished speaking, she was about to run out.

Just as he was about to turn around, his arm was pulled by a big hand, and then the whole person threw himself on him with inertia.

"Ah, are you alright, didn't you press on the wound?" Su Mian was about to die, she just bumped into the bandage on his chest.

Just before he could finish speaking, Wei Zhenhui grabbed the back of his head and kissed him.

He kissed wildly and rammed inside her. Su Mian was held so tightly by him that he couldn't break free for a long time.

Wei Zhenhui seemed to swallow Su Mian in, but Su Mian didn't dare to struggle, but he turned over and pressed her on the bed.

Su Mian didn't dare to struggle hard, for fear of touching his wound, but Wei Zhenhui bit her lip hard, "Don't go, Su Mian, I miss you."

Su Mian looked dumbfounded at the man on her body, but the next moment, the man let go of her and fell down again.

"Wei Zhenhui! Wei Zhenhui!" Su Mian stood up and called out a few more times, but still didn't respond, and then touched his forehead, it was so hot!

It's a fever.