Chapter 1595: I did n’t have the heart to kill you. How can I make others succeed?

Perhaps when he first returned to China, he never thought about killing Yan Qingsi. He just wanted to find an answer, an answer that he didn't even know.
He was talking about revenge, revenge ... and just looking for a reason to return home.
Yan Mingxiu speaks very hard now. Every word he says, a stream of blood flows out of his mouth, like a bucket with a hole in it, and the water inside is always flowing out.
Yan Qingsi knew that Yan Mingxiu had broken many bones on her body. She didn't dare to touch him at all. Her throat was blocked with stones, her eyes seemed sour, and her sharp eyes rose. She kept nodding, her voice trembling, "I know ... I know you didn't think about killing me. When you look at me, you don't have murderous eyes, I know ... you don't say that, I will arrange someone to take you to the hospital ..."
Yan Mingxiu never thought of killing Yan Qingsi, just as she did not think of Yan Ming's death.
There were not so many lives and deaths between them. Yan Qingsi didn't regard Yan Mingxiu as his brother, but he didn't regard him as a real enemy.
Yan Mingxiu wanted to laugh, but he couldn't make a laugh, because it hurt too much.
"It's ... useless, useless ... I'm dead before I get to the hospital ..."
Yan Qingsi shook her head: "Yan Mingxiu, you live well, live well ... you won't die, you just get hit ... will live, you will ..."
She turned around and shouted, "Hurry up, call an ambulance ... No, drive over, you take him to the hospital ..."
Two bodyguards ran over, trying to lift Yan Mingxiu away, but he suddenly caught Yan Qingsi's hand.
He had blood on his hands, slimy, and Yan Qingsi's hands shook a bit, the red blood and the white skin formed a sharp contrast, which was extremely dazzling.
Yan Qingsi tried to smile at him, but her mouth moved a few times, but it was uglier than crying, "Yan Mingxiu, this time ... I owe you a life, I will pay back ... I never want to owe anything, I have to Thank you ... you hold on ... "
Yan Mingxiu did not expect Yan Qingsi to let him go.
Yan Qingsi didn't expect that at the moment of death, it would be Yan Ming who repaired her.
They are sisters, but they never look like sisters.
Yan Mingxiu's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, "No ... useless ... I ... know myself, live ... can't ... I don't know why I would save you ... maybe, I don't ... can You die in the hands of others ... you should die in my hands ... Since, I ... I didn't have the heart to kill you, and ... how can I let ... others succeed? "
He hated Yan Qingsi so much that he didn't really kill her. He let her go. How could he let her die in Yan Ruke's hands?
Even if she did die, it would be in her hands.
Yan Qingsi held Yan Mingxiu's hand backhanded, this is probably the latest time their sister and brother leaned on.
"Yes, you can't let others succeed. You are alive ... as long as you live, when you want to change your mind, you want to kill me, you can come at any time ... Yan Mingxiu ... as long as you live, afterwards If you want to kill me, you can come anytime ... "
Yan Qingsi didn't know what expression she had on her face. The wind was cold, the air was dry, and dust was floating. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray things, and she couldn't see clearly.
There was a smile in Yan Mingxiu's eyes, and he felt his consciousness was gradually blurred.