第二百四十七章伤害莫飞烟,他已经够了(2/5)

                                                                           “啪！”
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                丁芮的手掌狠狠打在了盛元后颈的脖子上，皮肉被打的发出清脆响声，然后当即泛起红晕。
                                                                                                                                                                盛元真的是丝毫没有防备，结结实实挨了这一下，平常的他可是早就躲闪到一边了。可此时，他的心思不在这里，他像是灵魂出窍了似的，脑子不知道在想些什么。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                等他彻底挨了这一记打，后颈皮肤上火辣辣的痛感才把他飞离的思绪拽了回来。
                                                                                                                                                                盛元终于在安静了十来分钟后有了反应，侧过头望了一眼打他的丁芮，然后目光迅速在莫飞烟身上瞟了一下，就立即收回了目光，吞吞吐吐的说了一个“我”字，接着，又默不作声了。
                                                                                                                                                                而莫飞烟在爆出那一番令人震惊的言语后，就缩在角落里，深埋着头，抱着那只受了枪伤的手臂，沉默不语，一言不发。
                                                                                                                                                                过去的那些事，即便过了一千多个日日夜夜，即便已经远离了那种苦无所依的局面，可是，加注在她身上、体内的悲哀，是无论如何都不会减退的。
                                                                                     

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