Chapter 1624 Statue

She really didn't like her illusion, and she didn't like this kind of ambiguous relationship.

Feeling Gu Weimian's gaze, the man raised a hand and turned her head back.

The hot palms were placed on both sides of her cheeks, fixing her sight.

Must move forward.

Can only move forward.

The man's palm was so hot, but Gu Weimian's heart was cold, gradually spreading to her limbs.

Her body couldn't help but shiver.

You don't allow her to look back, right?

You don't want to see her face, right?

Do you hate it so much?

Her heart was cold, and a faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth, "I really should go."

Behind her, the man was silent and didn't speak.

She raised her hand, this time Huo Yan used strength, and she also used strength, and pried open Huo Yan's hand that was supporting her little by little.

"Don't move." Huo Yan's dull voice came, but it couldn't stop Gu Weimian's action.

The man's low voice was filled with anger, "I told you not to move!"

"I also told you to let go! Is it fun to trap me?" A hint of scarlet flashed in her eyes, "Or are you so hungry now...even me?"

As long as you don't see her face, right?

She twisted the man's hand, and her fingertips turned white.

A trace of blood appeared on the back of the man's hand, and scarlet blood beads rushed out.

But the two people seemed not to see it, and were silently competing, neither of them would let the other go, and neither of them would admit defeat.

The man's originally loose arms were now much stronger.

Gu Weimian also increased his strength, feeling a little uncomfortable, not knowing whether he was using too much force, and the elevator stopped and the exhaust system also stopped, and his chest was stuffy for a while, and it was a bit difficult to breathe.

She gritted her teeth, unwilling to beg for mercy, and she was disgusted with the man behind her in her heart.

At this moment, she even felt that Huo Yan was no different from Ao Qijun, and was even more hateful than Ao Qijun.

Ao Qijun was engaged to her, but he told her confidently that he loved Gu Siyu.

He was with her just for her heart.

Huo Yan was more terrible than Ao Qijun...

He hated her so much, but he was able to treat her well and be so sincere in the details.

He could promise her that he loved her.

He could restrain and endure because she couldn't adapt.

He could pay attention to her at any time and lend a hand to her at any time.

But did he love her?

If he didn't love her but did so much, wouldn't it be another kind of cruelty?

The air in Gu Weimian's chest was gradually drained, and her teeth were clenched, unwilling to speak.

The next second, her hand suddenly lost its strength, and there were patches of darkness in front of her eyes. Her whole body softened, and she had to hold on to avoid falling down immediately.

It took several seconds, or maybe as long as a century, before Huo Yan felt that something was wrong with Gu Weimian.

"Weiwei?" His voice was a little unstable.

There was a deathly silence in the elevator.

The man turned Gu Weimian around, and in the process, Gu Weimian's strength that was originally supported by his hands also dissipated, and the whole person almost fell to the ground.

Huo Yan's fingers trembled, and he touched the tip of Gu Weimian's nose, "Weiwei!"

...

Lin Zhiyun was waiting at the elevator door on the first floor.

As soon as the door opened, the first thing he saw was Huo Yan's red eyes full of bloodshot, like a demon crawling out of hell.

He hugged Gu Weimian and rushed out of the elevator with one hand pushing the wheelchair, "Go to the hospital!"

Almost subconsciously, Lin Zhiyun rushed to the black Maybach and opened the door.

The car flashed out of the garage below like a ghost and rushed towards the hospital.

In the back seat, Huo Yan hugged Gu Weimian tightly, and the whole person seemed to have become a statue, motionless.

"Hurry up."