Chapter 440 the joy of the terminally ill
Gong Ou stood beside her. If she didn't hear her question, she continued to wash her hands in cold water. Her voice was deep and elegant. "Is it too hot?" He is running away from her problems. Maybe in his plan, after regretting marriage, Mona will leave here naturally, and she will never know that all things are planned by him. He is like a person who makes clouds. He covers the layers of fog together and encircles all people. Everyone's sight is blurred by the white of the clouds. He can't see his successful smile beyond the clouds. "Why do you do that?" When Xiaonian looked at his face and asked with a pale voice, "you respect your brother the most. You used to mind breaking up with me regardless of everything. Why did you tear this scar? Why? " She doesn't understand. Gong Ou holds her hand, holds it tightly, and rubs her fingertips with his fingers. "Answer me, Gong ou, why do you do this? You don't want so many people to know your brother's secret. That's the scar you care about most. Why do you tear it off?" When I was young, I knew Gong ou. Up to now, she still can't believe that Gong Ou would do such a thing. "Because I can't lose you!" Gong Ou presses the tap and turns around. Her dark eyes look into her eyes, "do you think it's incredible? I think so!" When Xiao Nian stood there in a daze. Gong Ou put his hands on her shoulders, and his handsome face was proud and paranoid. "I used to care about the responsibility of the family, but later I didn't care; I used to care about the disparity of our identity, and then I didn't care. I also care about my brother, but what about the result? The last thing I care about is that I find that I have lost you completely. When I don't have you, I suddenly don't know what my palace is! " “……” Xiao Nian looked at him in astonishment. When I didn't have you, I suddenly didn't know what I was! "Why can't I tear this scar? Anyway, sooner or later, it will be torn. I will tear it. At least I can prepare in advance! At least I don't have to worry about who's behind me! " Gong Ou holds her shoulders tightly and stresses every word. Don't worry about who's putting the cold gun. Because he shot himself, and he opened the curtain of their father son fight. He is desperate to die and later. "I've got people staring at you, at your family, not really hurting them." Gong said he thought she was worried about it. "What if I get hurt?" "I don't care, but what about my mother and them?" he asked She knew the truth could not be concealed for life. But the truth is a knife hanging on their head. She didn't expect Gong ou to put it down. "I'll take it." Gong Ou downplays the real thing. “……” When small read completely speechless, only the body bursts of chill. "When Xiaonian, the engagement ceremony is my last move. I must make it a perfect ending! My brother can't stop, my life can't stop, even your parents can't stop, because I want you! If the wedding is the end, you must be by my side! " Gong Ou stared at her word by word and said, his eyes were more and more gloomy. It's like a secular confession. You far, long. The sound was like a hammer hammering into her body, shaking her bones. When Xiaonian stood in front of Gong ou, her lashes were light and her lips were white. "Do you think I'm selfish?" Gong Ou asked, holding her shoulder tightly. "It's OK, you can say it." He can take it. "Gong ou, I just found out now that the most terrible thing for you is not your IQ, but your madness." He said slowly. He turned over a dead situation completely. He dared to take all people as chess pieces. He dared to tear his wounds open and let the blood flow. And all this, because she is not willing to compound, she touched his scale. Her body is getting colder and colder, and her breath is trembling. A smell of paste came. Gong Ou turned his head and looked at him closely, as if he was facing the enemy. "It's terrible. The vegetables are old." With that, Gong Ou let go of Xiaonian and rushed towards the pot. He hurriedly turned off the fire and filled up the vegetables. When Xiaonian stood there, her body was light, her face was pale, and her eyes were staring at Gong Ou's figure. She realized one thing. The disease of Gong Ou is very serious. He suffered from paranoid personality disorder, but before he had scruples and cares. In his heart, he had a career map that he valued, a family that he cared about, his own honor, a respected brother, and a meteor shower that he could not see before. But now that's all gone, he only cares about her now. Now, Gong Ou's goal is only her. He doesn't care about everything else. He has reached the point where he can abandon it. Realizing this, Xiaonian suddenly felt very scared. Seriously ill, what will happen? Gong Ou fills out the dishes on the plate, opens a long wooden table on one side, turns her eyes and looks at her, "continue cooking, and read." When Xiaonian looked at his pretty face, which was almost evil, his heart beat and missed a beat. For a while, her lips moved. "Gong ou, I'm in a bad mood today. I don't want to cook. Let the chef do it." She said this as a test. "You're still angry, aren't you?" Gong Ou's eyebrows are tightened. When small read shakes his head, "no, Gong ou, I was scared today, can not let me continue cooking?" Her voice was soft, soft, as if it were in her mouth. Gong Ou's heart melted, and he said something about her. When she was mandible head, "then you wait for the chef to cook for you." With that, Gong Ou went to liulitai, picked up a bowl of white rice, went to the dining table, sat down, picked up chopsticks and put a piece of vegetables in his mouth. "Gong Ou!" Xiaonian's face can be described as panic and loss of color. His voice is broken. "What?" Gong Ou looks at her and puts the vegetables in his mouth. He chews them. He doesn't dislike them at all. He tastes them carefully and doesn't rush to swallow or spit them out. When Xiaonian's face was not a little bloodstained, he said after swallowing for a while, "don't you say that the dishes are old? Don't you think it tastes bad? " There is no salt in this dish. Only sugar, or several spoons of sugar. "No, the dishes you cook never taste bad. What others burn is rubbish." Gong Ou glances at her deeply, and then continues to eat rice with green vegetables. He has no idea what's wrong with this dish, just like losing his taste. When Xiaonian stood there and watched him eat. Since he forced her to choose engagement, she felt that he had changed a little bit, but she did not expect that his condition had become more serious. Did she cause it? When Xiaonian walked towards him stiffly, he picked up the plate with vegetables and threw it into the garbage can. "Bang." No loss of stability. The plate broke on the ground. "What are you doing?" Gong Ou stands up abruptly and stares at the green vegetables. "I know you're not happy, and you don't have to take the vegetables out of your anger! That's mine. Why did you smash it! " When small read drooping eyes, trying to control their emotions, "I will do it again." Gong Ou twisted his eyebrows. "Now?" "Yes, now." She cooks, no matter what he wants to eat, she will do well. "Good!" Gong Ou is satisfied. When small read a step by step rigid toward the pot to go over, breathing are a bit blocked. Gong Ou regards her as her only goal. When Xiaonian doesn't dare to imagine, if she gets hurt, something happens to her, or something unexpected happens to her, what will Gong Ou become. …… "Well, well." On a quiet night, Gong Ou holds Xiaonian in her arms and kisses her. She lets out her own Yu hope in her softness and sighs with satisfaction. When Xiaonian is lost in his kiss, his body clings to him like a vine, leaving him to lead him to any place. Sink in the most extreme moment, Gong Ou sexy dumb voice in her ear sounded, "you leave me so long, every time I think of you, my blood is in pain." His love talk is like poison. It's sweet and painful. This kind of taste twines when small read, roll over her whole body. When Xiaonian kisses his lips. "Xiaonian, in fact, it's nothing if you don't agree on the day of engagement. I'm ready for everything. Now life for me, like a terminally ill patient suddenly recovered, every day is more He kisses her face, he kisses her neck, he kisses all the way down, lingering around her, "do you understand the joy of the terminally ill?" “……” When I was young, I could hear my body trembling. "Xiaonian, my Xiaonian." Gong Ou said her name in a low voice, and then ran through her. After lingering, Gong Ou took her for a bath and then took her back to bed to sleep. He held her tightly in his arms. When Xiaonian tried to get out of his arms and put his hand aside, her body began to sweat again. She stood up, went to the piano, sat down, and turned on a laptop. When Xiaonian opened the document in the computer, she read the data of paranoid personality disorder again. She was familiar with every word in it. She looked at the harm of the disease and the harm of the disease to people. Gong Ou is going further and further away from the normal people. She thought that mu qianchu's past had passed, but in fact, Gong Ou didn't allow her to have any contact with mu qianchu again. She couldn't even mention it, and would be furious when she heard it. Once a bodyguard came closer to her, she was beaten by Gong ou, expelled and sent away. It made the men in the family dare not look at her any more. It's not enough. These days, unless I go to see the palace father and the palace mother, Gong ou will stay with her for 24 hours, which is more sticky than ever.