His Canary

"Xiaoci, I am very happy."

Jing Rong's hands were tied, so he couldn't reach out to hug her, so he pressed his forehead against her forehead and couldn't help but kiss her again.

He knew that the girl he liked would never let him down.

"Since I have forgiven your apology, if I apologize to you, should you forgive me?"

Dong Ci was embarrassed by him, and she looked at him with some doubt, not understanding what he meant.

"Xiao Ci, forgive me, shall we start again?" Jing Rong's voice was low and dumb, and he buried his face slightly in her collar. His long eyelashes swept on her skin with some itching.

Dong Ci moved a little uncomfortably to the side, and the pain that had been neglected was pulled up all of a sudden, her face was white, and she groaned.

"what happened to you?"

When Jing Rong straightened up, Dong Ci leaned softly on his shoulders. She curled her knees slightly, pressed her stomach, and said weakly. "My stomach hurts."

This is not the best time to start, but he can no longer wait.

Jing Rong's expression dimmed, and his wrist began to twist quickly, then comforted Dong Ci in a low voice. "Don't be afraid, I will take you out immediately."

"you--"

Without asking the exit, Dong Ci found that all the ropes originally tied to Jing Rong were loose. He stood up and was buried in the darkness, making a mute gesture at Dong Ci.

Since Sun Mengmeng and Sun Jiangming got what they wanted, they never appeared again. It has been guarded by several mercenaries holding Mu Cang, and it comes in almost every half an hour to check.

It was almost time, the door was pushed open from the outside, but the influx of light was very weak, and the night had not passed yet.

The incoming mercenary soon discovered that Jing Rong had disappeared. He quickly picked up Mu Cang and pointed at Dong Ci, approaching her cautiously.

"what did you say?"

The mercenary was asking her anxiously. Dong Ciming clearly understood what he was asking, but deliberately pretended not to understand and stared at the man confusedly.

Although she didn't know what Jing Rong wanted to do, she could only help him to divert attention as much as possible at this time, so that the mercenaries would not find out that Jing Rong existed.

Jing Rong was already quietly moving in the direction of the mercenaries. Dong Ci's heartbeat was fierce, and the hands on his hands kept shaking. He was clearly worried about dying, but he dared not glance in his direction.

"Hsthere!"

Unfortunately, the mercenaries still found him. However, at this moment, Jing Rong rushed at him quickly, and then Dong Ci heard a mumble and the mercenary's head fell, and was quickly pushed away by Jing Rong.

The position where the mercenary fell was the brightest place in the whole factory. There was a faint light coming in. Dong Ci saw in a blur that there was a blood line running down his neck.

"Jing, Jingrong ..."

"Afraid?" Jing Rong blocked her view and leaned over to help Dong Ci untie the rope.

As he approached, Dong Ci discovered that he was holding a small dagger in his hand, and the bright blood stains on the tip did not solidify, and gathered at the tip to drop down.

"There are people outside who haven't come in. Stay here, don't move. I'll deal with it."

He had just used this dagger to kill people, but his fingertips were very clean, but there was a touch of blood on it.

"Jingrong!"

Dong Ci grabbed his finger subconsciously. She bit her lips and looked at the quiet door, trying to keep calm. "How many people are outside?"

Jing Rong squinted out of the door and thought for a moment. "There are probably two."

"Two?"

Dong Ci burst into tears. She seemed to use all her strength to grasp his fingertips, trembling. "They all hold Mu Cang, you ..."

"Worry me?" Jing Rong pressed her lips with her fingertips and looked at her with a slightly raised eyebrow.

Obviously the two were in such a dangerous situation at this time, but he was calm and incredible, without a trace of panic in his eyes.

'boom--'

Seeing that the people inside the door were slow to come out, the mercenaries guarding the door became impatient. They took Mukang and hit the door a few times, grunting and scolding something.

"Just stand in this position and don't move, you won't be allowed to go out unless I come in!"

Jing Rong's eyes dimmed, and he put the dagger in his hand into Dong Ci's hands, holding her face and kissed him fiercely.

"If we can go out alive, I hope you can come back to me, and I promise that you will never do things you don't like."

This was the last sentence Jing Rong left in her ear. Dong Ci watched Jing Rong roll towards the door, she cried sobbingly, clutching the dagger in her hand.

"Jingrong!"

When he successfully picked up the wooden warehouse on the ground and rushed out of the door, Dong Ci shouted. "If you can't come back alive, I will die with you!"

‘Boom—’

A few more sounds of Mu Cang sounded, and then Dong Ci heard the clutter of fighting and the curse of the man, but all of this quickly became calm.

It was quiet outside, as if there was no sound.

"Jing Rong ..." Dong Ci yelled tentatively, but the outside was quiet, no one answered.

She began to panic, and the hand holding the dagger began to tremble, and tentatively shouted again, and no one answered.

He can't die, impossible ...

Dong Ci started to move out of the door against the wall, but at this moment, footsteps sounded outside.

"Xiaoci, come here."

After hearing the familiar voice, Dong Ciqiang's tears finally fell. She threw herself over and hugged Jingrong. The heart that had been hanging finally fell. "I thought you were dead ..."

"If I can't even deal with these few people, then I have lived in vain for so many years." He sneered disdainfully, took Dong Ci's hand and started running away, trying to cover her sight with his hands to prevent her from seeing To the body on the ground.

"Where are we going now?"

Jing Rong did not take her to the intersection, but took her to a deeper desert. There was a bush in the distance, and Jing Rong looked behind him and dragged her towards that place.

"The group of people will soon discover the abnormality of the factory, and someone will catch up with us before we escape from the suburbs." Jing Rong coughed lightly. He saw that Dong Ci could no longer run, so he took her and hid a piece of it. In the bushes.

"So, are we still unsafe now?" Dong Ci's stomach twitched badly after a long period of time without eating. In addition to the violent running just now, her head started to feel dizzy.

"Afraid?"

Jing Rong's voice was low and dumb. He knew Dong Ci's weakness at this time, but still buried his head on her shoulder, breathing more quickly. "We are likely to die here."

Dong Ci bit her lip, and she grabbed Jing Rong's hand and interlocked her fingers, but she suddenly froze.

She lowered her eyes, tightened Jing Rong's hand tighter, and said tremblingly. "afraid."

In fact, when he was initially caught by Sun Mengmeng, although Dong Ci was afraid, he was not afraid of death. However, Jing Rong was beside her at this time, and the hands they were holding were sticky, and the wind blew through, and she smelled a heavy blood ...

This taste came from Jing Rongshen.

"I'm afraid of me ... I never have a chance to be with you again."

Only when people are on the verge of dying will they fully understand their hearts. Suddenly, Dong Ci discovered that he once thought he would be a hate that he would not forgive for a lifetime. After letting go of his attachment, he realized that there was nothing inexcusable.

Jing Rong smiled. During this dark night, Dong Ci couldn't see his expression clearly, and he didn't dare to look at it, but she knew that he must have smiled particularly good at this time.

"Xiaoci."

Jingrong coughed again and said slowly. "You always thought you knew everything at Sun Mengmeng, in fact, that was only part of it."

"What?" Dong Ci didn't understand what he was talking about.

"You always thought that your mother's shop was destroyed by me, but that was not my intention." Jing Rong sighed and continued. "In fact, when I bought the shop, my original purpose was to help you and your mother."

"I want to make you happy, so I secretly bought the shop and rented it to you at a low price, and then I found Xiao Wang's cousin disguised as An Chengfeng to help her run it. Do you think that the restaurant was getting better and better at first? ? "

Dong Ci thought about it, indeed.

When Ci Ma started the restaurant by herself, although the business was not compensating, it didn't make much money. Until Xiao Wang appeared, this restaurant had a substantial improvement.

"I didn't want to ruin everything, I always wanted to give you a beautiful dream."

Jing Rong's voice was weak. "Remember the options I gave you? If you don't leave me, I will say the same way to Jojo, always be kind to you. It's because you don't want me later, I will, only ..."

"Jingrong, stop talking."

By now, it is too late to say anything. Dong Ci only felt that the **** atmosphere around him was getting heavier. She panicked her hands to help him cover the wound around her waist, and the blood immediately covered her hands.

"No one has taught me how to love, so I have been plundering what I like in the way I think is right ..."

"I have always tried to understand what Qiao Qiao told me, and I have been trying very hard to do well."

"Like then, you begged me to let you go ... cough, if it weren't because I wanted to love you the way Jojo said, I wouldn't let you go."

Because of excessive blood loss, Jing Rong's lips began to whiten. However, as if he could not feel the wound on his body, he embraced Dong Ci and hugged her into his arms.

He says. "Xiaoci, give me another chance, OK?"

"This time, I must ... love you."

Jing Rong's voice was getting lower and lower, and his breath sprayed between Dong Cixiang began to cool down. Dong Ci helped him to press the wound with one hand and hugged him tightly with the other.

"Jingrong, don't sleep."

She was dizzy before her eyes, but her eyes widened stubbornly. In order to keep herself awake, she pinched her nails into her palms, relieved her breath, and continued. "As long as we can go out alive, I will never leave you again."

Dong Ci was wrong, she admitted that she had been wrong.

It turns out that sometimes, love is really selfish and possessive. There is nothing wrong with this kind of love. It is even more persistent and affectionate than others love, but the way is too extreme.

"Jingrong ..."

Dong Ci looked at his tightly closed eyes. At this time, he leaned so obediently on her shoulder. Such a strong man, without a trace of aggression at this time, looked quiet and fragile. Just shattered.

‘Why do you let me come to your villa to accompany you? ’

‘Because I live alone so lonely. ’

This man has exposed her most vulnerable side more than once since she was a teenager, but unfortunately Dong Ci never believed.

Jingrong did something wrong, but wasn't she right?

Not far away, there was a light shining, and Dong Ci listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer. She buried her face in Jing Rong's arms and squeezed the dagger in her hand.

Indistinctly, she heard someone shouting Jingrong's name.

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