Chapter 7

Shen Fanxing looks at Su Heng for a long time, and suddenly starts to laugh in a low voice.

The laughter was cold and ironic, and the face was impeccable.

But in her heart at the moment, her heart was as painful as a knife.

This can be really implicit, she also became a strong wrong?

Will the strong be the vicious one who bullies the weak?

Su Heng's pitiless words, like a sharp knife, thrust into her heart.

"Stars..."

Su Heng looks at her like this, and he feels even more guilty. He wants to reach for her and comfort her at the moment, but Shen Fanxing takes two steps back.

"Don't touch me!"

She roared and waved away his hand. Then she slowly raised her head. There was nothing in her cold eyes. There was a radian in her lips, but she looked at him without a smile.

Apart from indifference and irony, it is complete despair and determination!

Only this one eye, Su Heng felt his heart tremble heavily, the sharp pain of the ups and downs, even the chest pain.

"Stars..." Su Heng called again, but he didn't know what to say.

Shen Fanxing looked at him coldly and said in a cold voice:

"Su Heng, remember, I don't want you! I sincerely hope you can be with Shen qianrou forever! Don't beg for alms. I'm not that weak! Oh Who would wipe his face with a towel after wiping his feet? "

In the face of Shen Fanxing's unprecedented vicious words, Su Heng was shocked.

That has always been the temperament of the best, well-trained woman, actually can say such unbearable words!

But he could understand her anger at the moment. He pursed his lips and whispered:

"anyway I'm sorry

"I know!" Shen Fanxing didn't leave any space to respond.

Su Heng looked up at her, "if you can accept it..."

Shen Fanxing has no expression on his face.

"Why do I accept it? You can say sorry, but I also have the right not to forgive! Go away

Su Heng took a deep look at her. Knowing that it was useless to talk about it at this time, he just said, "you have a good rest." then he turned and left the ward.

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until Su Heng completely left the ward, Shen Fanxing sat on the bed, curled up with his legs, staring out of the window.

Cold and strong?

She used to be mild water, but the world was too cold, she had to turn herself into ice, had to make herself stronger!

She can only protect herself, don't let her hurt, don't let her sad, can't let her want to cry, don't let her appear weak, don't let her look so pitiful in front of outsiders.

She thought she had been used to it for so many years, but now she found that she was not as strong as she imagined.

In a person's room, she will also have heartache, weakness, sore throat and hot eyes.

But she can only be so weak!

She will not shed tears, is not worth, also incomparably cowardly.

Her tears will eventually fall into the dust, not only worthless, but also become a joke of others.

She noticed a figure close to her, and soon after, a white handkerchief came in front of her.

Shen Fanxing pauses slightly, turns his head and raises his eyes. There is a short shock in his soft eyes.

She opened her arms to her legs and stood up from the bed.

Looking at the handsome man who is still a head higher than her.

Clearly just separated, but now we meet again.