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Su Ying let out a bitter laugh. Did I think that Jiang Mo was hallucinating? Why did he call me again?

"Jiang Mo, you have to take care of yourself!" Su Ying accidentally spoke, but because of the pain in his throat, his voice was extremely low.

"Su Ying, are you there? Su Ying, Su Ying …"

Su Ying's voice became louder and louder as he listened. Her thoughts returned.

She hurriedly looked in every direction, but what entered her eyes was not only flames, but also flames.

"Hehe, as expected..." "It really is an illusion. How could Jiang Mo come back at this time, how is that possible …" Su Ying muttered to himself.

"Su Ying, Su Ying, quickly answer me when you hear me …" Su Ying, I'm Jiang Mo … " Jiang Mo's voice was trembling, and from his voice, one could tell how scared he was …

Su Ying heard Jiang Mo's voice getting closer and closer, then he raised his head and looked around, but he still didn't see anything. He intended to lower his head again, but he noticed that within the flames, there was a black figure that vaguely …

It was a bit blurry, but it was also a bit clear …

But she was very sure that it was Jiang Mo.

"Jiang Mo, I'm here. Jiang Mo …" When Su Ying saw Jiang Mo, he started crying, but there were no tears …. Tears had dried long ago

When Jiang Mo heard Su Ying's voice, he hurriedly looked over towards Su Ying with traces of urgency and joy, and his heart suddenly hurt when he saw Su Ying uncomfortably curled up within the dense smoke.

His Su Ying, his wife …

Now he's in a fire, if he didn't come back today, if he...

No, he didn't dare imagine a day without Su Ying. He didn't dare imagine that if Su Ying encountered an accident … What should he do...

Jiang Mo took big steps as he ran towards Su Ying in a flustered manner.

Su Ying looked at Jiang Mo's approaching figure. "Jiang Mo, you go, you go, you leave quickly …." Don't come over, don't come over, wuwuwu ~ Jiang Mo!

"Su Ying, I …" Jiang Mo hadn't finished speaking before he was interrupted by Su Ying.

Jiang Mo, hurry up and leave. Leave, I told you to leave …" Don't come over, go out quickly, it's all fire here, wuu, Jiang Mo, go, I beg you, don't come in again, Jiang Mo, please, listen to me again, one last time, ok, Jiang Mo … Jiang Mo, I don't love you. Go, don't come looking for me. Get out. Jiang Mo, stop bothering me. "Jiang Mo, I beg of you, can you please leave …

When Jiang Mo heard Su Ying say that he didn't love her and wouldn't entangle himself with her, he felt waves of stabbing pain in his heart. Even though he knew that Su Ying didn't love him, it could be seen from every detail of the past ten years.

"Su Ying, I know you don't love me, but don't stand up. There's a lot of smoke in the air. Be obedient and don't move. Listen to me once. Just once." Just once. "In the past, aside from divorce, I've always listened to you. This time, listen to me. This time, in the future, I'll listen to you. If you want a divorce, this time, we'll go to the civil administration and get a divorce, okay …" Jiang Mo's heart was bleeding as he said these words.

He didn't want to divorce Su Ying at all. He loved Su Ying, and loved Su Ying for 12 years … 12 years …

But now, he'd thought it through. Compared to getting divorced from Su Ying, he couldn't accept Su Ying's death.

Su Ying wanted a divorce. Fine, as long as she was still alive, then at worst, he would secretly look at her like he did before marriage. As long as he could secretly see her a few times a year, then he would be satisfied.

Really, divorce her as long as you can see her.

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