Chapter 1640 He will never tell her in his life

Leave him here alone?!

"What else?" Tong Ran turned her head and glanced at him, her legs still trembling a little because of the action just now, "Should I find someone to pick me up?"

Mo Nanjue said with a cold face, "Who do you want to find?"

"Who do you want me to find? A man?"

"Tong Ran, have you gained courage?!"

"No!" Tong Ran raised his head, "You haven't given me the courage for four years. My courage must have lost weight."

"..."

She added, "If you don't give it to me, I won't dare to ask for the courage that others will give you."

"Who else wants to give it to you?!"

The man stretched out his hand to grab her shoulders, but Tong Ran turned sideways and dodged. Mo Nanjue grabbed the back of her neck, "Nothing else, I'm pretty good at this kind of thing."

Tong Ran was pulled into his arms. Listening to his powerful heartbeat, it felt like she was in another world. She stretched out her hand and pushed on his chest, "If you don't go on, others will be suspicious."

Mo Nanjue put his hand on her waist. If he could, he would not let go for the rest of his life, "Who dares to doubt?!"

"Then we can't stay here forever, right?" Tong Ran tilted her head on his arm and suddenly said, "If possible, I really want to stay here with you forever."

The corners of Mo Nanjue's lips raised slightly, but his tone was still fierce, "Do you want to starve to death here?!"

"It doesn't matter if you starve to death," Tong Ran bit the corner of his mouth, "At least I can die with you. When there was an earthquake, I was carried into the helicopter and saw that the entire South Island was collapsing. I tried desperately to jump off.

I want to die with you..."

She said and lowered her head. There were some things she couldn't think about. When she thought about it, she felt pain all over her body. The kind of pain that went deep into the bone marrow. Tong Ran couldn't cut it. Mo Nanjue choked in his throat and reached out his hand without thinking.

Holding her lips, "Swallow these stupid and deadly words back to me. Do you dare to say another word of death?"

Tong Ran opened her mouth and bit down on his finger, "I'm just so stupid, and I don't want to change it for the rest of my life."

The corners of the man's tightly pursed lips softened, and a smile seemed to outline them.

Mo Nanjue raised his head slightly and his eyes fell on her little face. He would never tell her how he came here in the past four years.

It’s not that he hasn’t struggled, and it’s not that he hasn’t screamed and hoarse to the point of giving up. Especially in the first year, every sunrise and sunset, he could do nothing but open and close his eyes. His hands and feet lost all strength, and the poison spread.

His whole body and even his nerves were numb. If he had been slashed with a knife at that time, Mo Nanjue thought, he would definitely not feel any pain.

Mo Nanjue was really thinking at that time, he had come step by step to this day, and he had torn himself apart into pieces with his own hands. Everywhere his palms touched was covered with blood and wounds. There was no longer any chance of being whole. What was he still doing alive?

Newspapers were full of reports about his death. The eight-magnitude earthquake in Las Vegas that year was really a godsend. Some people even said that Mo Nanjue’s hands were stained with blood, so he deserved to die without a complete body. Not even God.

Willing to let him go. The reporter also said that congratulations to the eldest mistress of the Mo family for successfully giving birth to a son. The mother and son are safe. The Mo family is happy and mourning, but there is not even a funeral.

He was secretly sent to London, England. When he sank to the bottom of the sea, his soaked dress clung to his body coldly, his face and hands were covered in blood, and the last bit of strength in his body had been drained away.
Chapter completed!