---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 那份早已經(jīng)爛熟于心的刺痛。這種感覺,又何嘗不時時刻刻翻涌在自己的心底呢?r
“這槍送給你,回去裝滿子彈,給你防身用!
“冷。。”
顧傾城走上前,幾分好笑的表情,“為什么不說,是你關(guān)心我的安危?”