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"You are injured!" Pulling his abnormally vertical left arm, Luo Anning twisted his eyebrows.

Who is Du Xiaoran?

A man who is as elegant as an immortal and does not touch the world, he will always be clean with a hint of fresh mint, but now, he comes to her with a dirty blood.

For her, she decided to devote himself to the **** organization where he was like a scorpion...

For him, Luo Anning is more of a regret. The pure and helpless feelings at the beginning were the past that neither of them wanted to mention.

"I'm not hurt, do you still care?" Du Xiaoran was stiff, and there was a self-deprecation in his tone that could not be ignored.

She didn't even hate him, did she really want to remove him completely from the tip of her mind?

Did she really fall in love with Rong Yan?

Thinking of it, Du Xiaoran's heart tightened, and the pain felt like a shadow, spreading all over his limbs and bones, almost trying to crush his strength.

"Xiao Ran, I don't think we can be lovers. We can still be friends. My friend is injured, and I will naturally care." Luo Anning tentatively raised his black shirt high, and his white arm was exposed.

Gradually, the flesh was blurred, and the wound with the black blood scab was exposed in front of her eyes.

There was a shock on her face, and he looked at him for a while, he was not a person who did not care about his body...

"Sorry, the wound scared you." Du Xiaoran smiled tenderly, put down his sleeves, and amber eyes stared at her greedily.

For a long while, he bitterly said: "Originally, this task shouldn't be me, but I took the initiative. In order to be able to take a look at you, even if it's just a look from a distance. But I underestimated after all My greed, I want more than that..."

"Xiao Ran, stop talking!" Luo Anning interrupted him: "You should go to the hospital now!"

"This is a gunshot wound. If you go to the hospital, I believe that within ten minutes, there will be a police officer to record."

"What about your wound? You can't keep dragging on like this for a while, and your left arm will be useless later!" Luo Anning was anxious, with obvious worry and excitement in his tone.

Du Xiaoran looked at her with a gentler smile. Now, it is enough to be able to see her concern and worry about herself again on her face and fundus.

Sufficient to support him to continue to suffer through the long years after.

"Young Master!" Not far away, two men and women in black leather suits yelled loudly.

The worry and panic that could not be concealed in the voice.

Du Xiaoran didn't respond, and the amber eyes were too beautiful to stare at the person in front of him, "Tranquil, can I hug you? Just a moment."

"I promised you to go for treatment?" Luo Anning raised his eyebrows and asked softly.

"Yes." He smiled softly, still elegant and elegant.

Luo Anning nodded, and Du Xiaoran's smile on the corners of his lips grew softer and spoiled, and he stepped forward and hugged her with his intact right arm.

Smelling the faint fragrance that belongs to her, Du Xiaoran's mood was unprecedentedly calm, as if she had her, she would have the whole world, so no satisfaction...

"Tranquility, I'm sorry, and... I love you." I'm sorry, I let go of your hand 2 years ago. If the time can go back, I will never let go of your hand even if I do everything.