Chapter 931: end

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early morning.
Five thirty.
The prison guard finally came to ask Mu Donglin: "Your wife wants to see you for the last time, really not?"
When he said this, the prison guard also felt a little bit unbearable, and said: "I don't see you this time, but I don't have a chance anymore. At that time, your wife will be sad and die."
The human heart is full of flesh.
These days, Lin Kerou looks at Mu Donglin. The prison guards are all in the eye. Although sometimes it is a little annoying, but the situation of Mu Donglin is now clear to the prison guards.
To tell the truth, Lin Keroueng came to see him like this every day.
Even though he could tell, this man couldn't love this woman much.
The prison guard felt sorry for Lin Kerou. After finally getting Mu Donglin's nod, he went out and drove Lin Kerou away.
After thinking for a while, the prison guard said a lot: "A woman with a big belly, even if you don't feel distressed about yourself, you also need to feel distressed about the baby in your stomach, he will soon be executed, you should go directly."
Having finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Lin Kerou's expression, and the prison guard turned around.
I want to know that Lin Kerou loves Mu Donglin so much, and certainly will not kill the child.
Therefore, she can only persuade her to take care of her body.
Hey!
And Mu Donglin in prison was sitting there in a daze.
Just stay here for ten minutes.
Suddenly someone outside knocked on the door, and the guard came in and said, "Your parents came to see you."
Mom and Dad.
Mu Donglin raised his eyes and returned his gaze to his focal length, "No."
The prison guard glanced at him, "Your mother is crying and dying outside, really missing?"
In Wu Donglin's mind, Wu Meiya's graceful, elegant, delicate but full of tears appeared in his mind.
His mother, no matter what time, will keep her expensive wife.
And dad?
Mucher was not young at all, and had cancer again. Recently, he must have looked much older again.
Maybe, when he saw him, he would cough violently while feeding him on the road.
Boring.
He is so embarrassed now.
Not suitable as the final image of his parents.
Mu Donglin laughed at himself, "No."
The prison guard frowned, dissatisfied, "You are so cruel."
Mu Donglin's mocking smile deepened.
Ruthless?
Many are more ruthless than him.
The prison guard was too lazy to talk to him. When he turned around and was about to go back, he was suddenly stopped.
Mu Donglin asked: "Mo Xichen, did anyone send me a message?"
The prison guard recognized Musichen, and when he heard this, he laughed and laughed mercilessly, "No."
Mu Donglin didn't give up, and asked again: "So, besides my parents, no one came to see me?"
"Yes," the prison guard lazily raised his eyes and sneered. "Your wife."
Mu Donglin seemed to be choked and watched as the prison guard stepped away.
The last ten minutes are especially clean.
When Mu Donglin was pressed into execution, his mood was suddenly lost.
Standing two cold and ruthless law enforcement officers on the left and right, Mu Donglin asked them softly: "Please don't lie to me. Except for my parents and Kerou, has nobody really visited me again?"
No one answered again.
Mu Donglin watched the gun point at himself, and an unspeakable pain spread all over his heart, pouring into his throat.
She still didn't come.
He didn't wait until she came to see him until he died.
Looking at the muzzle of the cold black hole, Mu Donglin closed his eyes.
Dreams that were once real can no longer be real, flashed over and over again.
At the moment when the gunshots sounded, Mu Donglin's mind flashed a thought: if he still has the next life, he must hold her in his palm and hurt.
It hurts even more than Musichen hurts her.