School grass's runaway sweetheart

Chapter 411 Brother Ao Ze's last desperate fight!

Chapter 411 Brother Ao Ze's last desperate fight!
"Luoluo, what happened?" As soon as Gong Aoze came out of the bedroom door, he saw Tong Luoluo crying with his wife in his arms, and Wu Ma stood beside her in a daze, holding a coat and shoes in her hands.

"Brother Aoze, Young Master Gong doesn't want me anymore..." Tong Luoluo looked at Gong Aoze and said sobbingly, her little nose was red from crying.

It was hard to stabilize Tong Luoluo's mood, and after repeatedly asking what was going on, Tong Luoluo finally told the whole story.

Hearing her story, Gong Aoze's heart sank to the extreme in an instant!

He didn't expect Song Zhixin to have reached this point. Luoluo didn't know the real reason behind the incident, but he knew it clearly. He understood that brother was getting so close to Song Zhixin to protect him!

This woman, Song Zhixin, is really vicious!
Gong Aoze stood up and walked out, Tong Luoluo called him subconsciously: "Brother Aoze, where are you going?"

Gong Aoze had already reached the door, he paused slightly, looked back at Tong Luoluo, pursed his lips, and said in a firm tone: "Luoluo, don't cry, everything is not as bad as you think, brother will come back."

Saying that he left without looking back.

Tong Luoluo looked at the doorway where Gong Aoze was no longer there, and couldn't help laughing, the smile was so bitter.

Young Master Gong will not come back, since he is gone, he will not come back again.

Brother Ao Ze, you don't know what Young Master Gong is going to do, he wants to confess his love to Song Zhixin in front of audiences all over the country...

"Stupid aunt, get well soon, okay? Little Zhengtai wants you to cook noodles for me, and Little Zhengtai wants you to play with me!" Little Zhengtai sat on the stool by the bed, her two short legs dangling in the air , said.

Tong Luoluo couldn't help but reached out and touched his head: "Little Zheng, you have to learn how to cook noodles by yourself, and sister can't keep...cooking noodles for you to eat."

The sentence "I can't stay with you all the time" was halfway through, and finally she changed it abruptly to "I can't cook noodles for you all the time"...

Young Master Gong doesn't like her anymore, so what is she doing here, isn't that bringing shame on herself? Could it be that he brought Song Zhixin together to drive her out?

"Xiao Zhengtai, can you go and play by yourself first? My sister wants to sleep alone for a while."

Xiaozheng stared at Tong Luoluo with concerned and worried eyes for a while, and finally said reluctantly: "Okay, idiot auntie, you need to get better soon, and when you get well, you can play with Xiaozheng!"

When Tong Luoluo heard Xiao Zhengtai's naive words, her nose felt sore again, and tears almost fell down.

"Ok!"

She nodded emphatically and complied against her will.

After Xiaozheng left, Tong Luoluo immediately threw off the quilt and got off the bed, and began to pack things quickly.

She won't watch that show, she doesn't want to see the boy she loves confess to other girls, and she won't see him again, because once she sees him in the future, she will feel even more pathetic!

So before he comes back, she has to leave...

In the big and quiet bedroom, Tong Luoluo's figure walked back and forth, tidying up...

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Gong Aoze drove the car and drove all the way to the most crowded place in the city center...

I kept thinking about what the doctor said to him: "Your current condition is only a final step, and the last step must be done slowly. If you rush for quick success, it may have very serious consequences."

But he couldn't wait now, he had to heal himself before his gaffe got worse!

And his ultimate treatment method is to go to a crowded place and accept the test of death, or he will get better completely, or... never wake up!

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  Brother Aoze, Xixi feels so bad...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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