Chapter 233: Will not let you live alone

The man is gentle and gentle, "As long as you are sound, I will not let myself have something."
Song worries and said: "If one day, I am not perfect?"
The man is deep and deep: "We will not separate."
"When is the war coming to an end?" Song Wuyou at this time, suddenly missed them in their childhood.
In this way, they will not be afraid of each other and the other will die in the battlefield -
"I regret to join the army with me?"
Song Wu worry shook his head: "Do not regret it!"
She held his hand tightly and looked at him seriously: "Promise me! No matter what the circumstances, I am living for me! I am really panicked. If you are not there, how can I live? No. You, I won't live!"
Oriental Xuan softly hooked lips: "Stupid girl, I will not let you try this pain alone."
......
Tears fell on the back of the hand on the lap.
Song Wushou was sad, looked up, and looked sadly at the door of the operating room.
Dongfang Xuan, you said that I will not let me try the pain of living alone.
You gave me death, have you thought about it, I am in another world, without your own living...
If Gu Yu has three long and two short, she is completely thorough, living alone and living alone.
There is no one who loves himself or who he loves, living alone...
Mumu received news of Gu Yu’s injury and came to the hospital from the ranch.
Regardless of whether it is night or not, regardless of the personal safety of others, all the way, with a red light.
He rushed to the hospital, and abandoned the elevator and wasted on the stairs.
As soon as he appeared, he saw Song Worry sitting there with his straight waist.
When he saw two beautiful tears on Song’s beautiful and pale face, his eyes were very sad.
His footsteps, violently caught.
He stood there and looked at her quietly.
Looking at her side face, it is so sad, it is so helpless, it is so lonely -
His heart suddenly burst into pain.
The hand on the side, because it wants to suppress the pain of the heart, hold it tightly.
Peach-like warm eyes, at this time rolling inside the unsettled stormy waves.
Suddenly, I want to hug her up and give her a thin body with some temperature and safety.
But he still resisted.
For a long time, he worked very hard to calm his emotions and lifted his slender legs.
He came to the side of Song Worry and sat down and handed her a piece of towel.
Suddenly there was a piece of Pa-shirt in front of him. Song was so worried that he snorted and slowly swept his head and looked at the owner of the Pa-shirt.
Shemu smiled at her, and said a pair of slings: "Scratch your tears, cry out and your nose will flow out."
"Thank you." Song Wuyou took the towel and wiped the tears from his face.
A painful, quickly swept through the bottom of the pastoral.
He looked at Song Wushou: "Auntie will not have anything to do."
"Hope." Song’s voice was a little dull.
Shemu looked at her deeply for a few seconds, then pulled away the gaze that fell on her face, and glanced at the parents of the crying little girl and the families of other wounded, and asked, "Are they still not coming out?"
"No."
Song’s voice was just falling, the operating room door for the rescue of the little girl was opened, and Song Wushang looked up.
The little girl’s parents rushed up, and the man grabbed the doctor’s arm and asked:
What is the situation with my daughter?

The doctor told him painfully: "The bullet hit the heart and we tried our best."