Wearing It Before Scum A Tortures The Heroine GL

Chapter 72

Song Jiao's tears came too quickly and suddenly.

Xu Jinchao didn't have any psychological preparation, and saw tears falling, and two bright marks rolled out on that beautiful little face, which made her panic for a moment, her brain crashed, and she was at a loss.

Omega cried miserably, her eyes wide open, refusing to let her eyelashes blink, but she couldn't stop the big teardrops from rolling down her pale face.

Xu Jinchao has never seen such violent and ruthless tears, which poured out quickly and hastily, as if to flow out the tears that were forced to be stored in the heart and never appeared in the past life, draining the whole person. no hesitation.

This momentum frightened Xu Jinchao, she forgot that she still had a needle stuck in the back of her right hand, raised her hand and leaned over to try to hug Song Jiao.

At this time, Omega, who had collapsed to the point of failure, was still thinking about this, and Xu Jinchao, who was about to become weak, took a step and pressed her right arm back.

The little hand that pressed Xu Jinchao's wrist was so cold, and the tears were hot on the skin of her bare forearm.

Song Jiao threw herself on the hospital bed, preventing her from moving, Xu Jinchao was in a state of disarray, her swollen left hand covered the back of her hand, and persuaded incoherently:

"Don't cry, Jiaojiao, don't cry."

The person in front of him once told Xu Jinzao with regret and loneliness, saying that he was a weird person who couldn't do anything and was sad and weeping.

Xu Jinzhao felt sore for her at that time, but now she just hoped that her little wife would stop crying, stop crying, her heart was throbbing and hurting because of her tears, and her throat was burning like magma.

But Song Jiao couldn't control her tears. They didn't obey her orders at all. They came when they wanted to, and rushed out.

She choked: "I don't know how to stop, I feel bad, I don't want to divorce..."

Omega complained of grievances and confusion, but when she talked about divorce, she was even more sad, crying more and more unable to control herself.

Xu Jinchao had to coax her with a lie: "We are not divorced, I just told nonsense."

These words were very effective. Song Jiao finally listened to her calmly and sat back on the edge of the bed. She grabbed the fingers of Xu Jinchao's left hand and held them tightly, for fear that she would suddenly slip away from her side.

Song Jiao's current appearance is much more embarrassed than Xu Jinchao just now.

She still couldn't hold back the tears, they were still falling down from time to time, and her eyes were a little red and swollen now, looking pitiful and helpless.

Xu Jinchao couldn't even tell what she was feeling in her heart. She was tortured by a deep sense of guilt and forced pain, but she couldn't see Omega's miserable tears.

The two forces of reason and emotion were tearing at her heart, pulling desperately in both directions, tearing a heart made of flesh and blood into two halves.

She actually calmed down in these constant cracking pains, and urged Song Jiao: "Wipe your tears, it's not good to dry on your face."

Song Jiao still choked a little physiologically, and retorted, "Your own face hasn't been wiped clean yet."

Despite this, she released her hand that was clenched like a life-saving straw, opened the wet wipes pack, and took out two to Xu Jinchao first.

Xu Jinchao took out a tissue and handed it to her to exchange. The room was quiet for a while. The two people who had lost control one after another were busy bowing their heads and tidying up, and each took this time to think about countermeasures.