Duan Yidan, no, Song Rou lowered her head and looked at the wound on her chest in disbelief. Then she raised her head, just about to say something to Cheng Feiyang, but just opened her mouth, a big mouthful of blood came out. Then he felt his head dizzy, raised his head and fell behind him.

"Xiao Rou!" Cheng Fei Yang Fei hugged her who was crumbling.

Song Rou actually thought that she would die if she told the truth.

It's just that she didn't expect that death would come so suddenly.

She stretched out her hand, touched Cheng Feiyang's handsome face, spit out the blood with difficulty, and spoke softly, "Cheng Shao, I...like you..."

It was still the same voice as Qu Yan, but it was a gentle, loving tone that Qu Yan never spoke.

"I see, you hold on first, I'll call an ambulance, you will be fine." Cheng Feiyang quickly comforted.

Song Rou shook her head, "Shao Cheng, I, I didn't... scare you? I'm sorry, I concealed a lot of things from you, I want to redeem... I really want to redeem..."

As she said, her tears slowly shed.

Ji Zhuoran came over and looked at her who was about to die, with a vague expression in her eyes.

Song Rou also noticed the existence of Ji Zhuoran, looked up at his face, exhausted her last bit of strength, and said those three words, "Yes...no..."

As soon as the voice fell, her head tilted heavily, and her hands fell directly from Cheng Feiyang's face.

All this happened in just one minute.

The crowd that was still squeezing around instantly turned into birds and beasts and dispersed. When Qu Yan arrived, she only saw that Song Rou had died in Cheng Feiyang's arms.

how could this be?

Someone shot and killed Song Rou!

She looked at Ji Zhuoran, her eyes full of shock, "What's the matter? Ji Zhuoran, tell me!"

Just half an hour ago, Song Rou told her on the phone that she would die, and she thought it was a joke.

But she did not expect that in such a short period of time, Song Rou actually... died in front of her in such a tragic way!

She looked around at a loss, only to find that the door of the mourning hall that had been crowded before was already empty.

The murderer had already left with the crowd leaving, as if he had never been here.

...

"I'm back?" Qu Ning was watching a TV series at home while eating chicken soup stewed by her aunt, when she suddenly found that Xiao Cheng was back.

But today he was uncharacteristically, just nodding his head indifferently and wanted to enter the room.

"Wait!" Qu Ning stopped him, "I said hello to you, but you didn't even answer me?"

Since pregnancy, her willful index has doubled.

Xiao Cheng said helplessly, "Sorry, I... I have something wrong."

She wanted to drill into the room as she said, but Qu Ning was not a good person to send. She got up, walked up with her belly upright, grabbed his clothes, and said, "No, you treat me." It's still perfunctory!"

With a knock, something fell out of his clothes.

Qu Ning lowered his head and took a closer look. It turned out to be a gun!

And look at the muffled noise when it hits the ground, this must be a real gun!

She became nervous in an instant, "Xiao Cheng, what are you doing!"

Possession of firearms is illegal and criminal!

Xiao Cheng raised his eyes, looked at her beautiful and panicked cheek, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch her chin heavily.

His tone suddenly became cold, and he spoke with a hideous expression as if his original form was exposed, "If I can't control his own body and take you this woman, how can he go out with a gun? This gun It's absolutely forbidden to say it, understand?"

Qu Ning was terrified, and quickly nodded, indicating that he had understood.

But she glanced at the guns on the ground, and she always had an ominous premonition in her heart, very ominous.