Chapter 1277
Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute
1277 Letâs go together (1:
Mo Hanâs tears came out again. daddy, Wanwan.
âDrip, drip.â
The warm liquid fell on his cheeks and the corner of his eyes.
Mo Han blinked and finally saw the blood on Nian lieâs shoulder.
âDaddy!â
One of Nian lieâs hands was about to be crippled. He rammed head-on into the gun and it hit him in the left chest.
He felt an intense pain in his heart. His vision was sometimes clear and sometimes blurry.
âDad, dad! Whatâs wrong with you?â
âDad! Is it very painful? youâve lost a lot of blood.â
donât move, â Nian lie said, enduring the pain.
Mo Han was about to cry. He shook his head. youâre hurt, Hanhan.
Nian lie didnât say a word. His right hand clutched his wrist tightly, and his numb left hand acted as a support, trying to pull him up.
However, the moment he moved, more blood gushed up.
The smell of blood Rose up in his throat. He couldnât help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Mo Han cried out,âno!â No, please Donât Save Me!â
Nian lie didnât seem to hear her. His palm seemed to be embedded in his wrist.
Mo Han kept shaking his head and cried,âitâs too heavy. Donât worry about me. Donât worry about me.â
Nian lie seemed to have heard something. His eyes focused and he realized something ...
Mo Hanâs small body swayed in the air, a pair of old hands tightly holding onto his waist.
Lou SIâs expression was distorted from the force she was using: if weâre going to die, then weâll die together. she forced out a sentence:
Mo Hanâs body was being torn apart and he was in so much pain that he felt like his lower body had been cut in half.
He tried to shake off Lou si, but she was too forceful, as though she wouldnât rest until she was dead.
Nian lie let out a low groan. He was in so much pain that he couldnât bear it anymore.
Mo Han did not dare to move anymore.
At that moment, he clearly knew that in Nian lieâs current condition, he wouldnât be able to lift the weight of both him and Lou si.
He cried so hard that his words were unclear. Donât Save Me, Yingluo. Iâm a bad child. Daddy, you and mommy can have other younger brothers and sisters in the future. Donât Save Me, Yingluo. Donât want Yingluo.
He couldnât let Nian lie be dragged down.
Otherwise, who would take care of his mother and sister?
His life had originally been picked up by the people in front of him, and they had also given birth to him.
It was only natural for him to return it to them.
Mo Han cried, his tears falling. dad, Iâm sorry.
Nian lie tilted his head and mumbled an âmmâ in an unclear manner.
Mo Hanâs expression suddenly changed and he reached out his hand-
âWhat are you doing!â Lou si exclaimed in fear.
Mo Han placed his hand on the back of Nian lieâs hand. The blood was hot, but the skin was frighteningly cold.
He looked down and stared at Lou si with a never-before-seen ferocity in his eyes.
grandmother, you said youâre my grandmother, but you want to take me to death and hurt my parents.
Lou si hugged him tightly and Mo Hanâs face turned pale.
âI did let them down, but Iâve already come to my senses, so I canât continue like this.â
â......â
âGrandmother, letâs go together. You wonât be lonely.â
Lou SIâs eyes widened in fear, â what are you doing, Wanwan? donât mess around!
It turned out that she was also afraid when she was about to die.
Mo Han thought that it was a little ironic.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Nian lie, whose face was covered in sweat.
The other party was already a little delirious, but he still stubbornly held on to him, as if it was his instinct when he was alive.
Mo Han wanted to give him the most beautiful smile, but he couldnât stop his tears.
âIâm sorry, daddy. Iâm sorry, Yingluo.â
Nian lieâs breathing became lighter. He heard something, and sweat dripped into his eyes, causing a sharp pain.