Chapter 242

The woman was stunned and gave him a little smile. Then she turned and left. Her tears suddenly overflowed. She tried hard to hold it in. Then she went to the elevator and closed the door.

Squatting on the ground, pangran helpless.

Song Zhiyin is a medical staff member accompanying his crew. Today, I heard in the group that he took his life to run into someone else's car in order to save a woman. I was afraid that he would be hurt. So I have been waiting here since I received the message.

She was afraid that she would see the same scene as that year.

The floor was covered with blood, and she was afraid that she would never see the man again.

So I didn't dare to sleep. I waited here until now. I didn't drink water or go to the bathroom once.

But when she watched Su Xia and Zhan Beichen appear.

Seeing that he was safe, her heart, which had been suspended, was relieved for a moment. But when he came in with Susha in his arms, she felt that her mood had changed a lot.

She is very clear that her liking is a burden to station Beichen, not a sweet burden, but a burden to really press station Beichen's shoulder.

He said to himself, "Song Zhiyin, can you stop following me? I won't like you."

"Song Zhiyin, do you know? You are so annoying. "

"Stay away from me!"

“……”

At first, she thought that as long as he paid attention to himself, no matter what, he talked to himself, didn't she?

But gradually, even the man's eyes, also full of hate.

Standing in the eyes of Beichen, I can't see any emotion towards her any more. On the contrary, it's more and more annoying.

Hate.

Her eyes were stained with dense moisture. Song Zhiyin walked out of the elevator and went back to her room.

She sat at her desk and opened the envelope, which she had been immersed in for a long time. The paper was a little old and seemed to have been turned over many times.

There are a few words on it.

Big and powerful.

——Song Zhiyin has a long way to go.

It's a long time to come.

Her memory flew to the autumn of that year.

It was the first time that she saw him riding a light green mountain bike in front of her on campus. At that first meeting, what she noticed was not the man on the bike, but the light green mountain bike

She thought, there are people who can ride so handsome.

As someone said, the world is big and big, and you can't find the big one in the sea of people. The world is small and small. It's so small that you can't run into it anywhere.

He and she, across the world, but still can't get to each other.

She lay on the table, tears DC, deep in the eyes of despair, thick dye through the whole eye socket, she said to herself thousands of times, don't appear in front of the station Beichen, give up, song Zhiyin, don't insist.

No use, no one can hear the voice of your heart, station Beichen will not know, no one will know.

That kind of feeling is really like a pervert. Don't go on like this.

But as soon as she heard that his crew needed casual medical staff, she convinced Gu Jinnian that she had to come here, and then she thought, just look at him from a distance.

Even if she didn't get it, she could see that he was safe.

Losing is more terrible than not getting. Song Zhiyin would rather not get it than lose such a person.

So, it's been almost a week since he joined the group, and she hasn't met him once.

She avoided all his activities, but could only secretly watch his messages in the group.

He is really good to others, even if it's a simple thing, as long as it's trouble to stand in Beichen, he must do it properly, but only to her, but he doesn't want to say a word more.

Song Zhiyin sometimes thought, standing in Beichen, do you really hate yourself?

But why?

People like it and can't get it? He chases Su Xia so, can't he realize that kind of feeling?

Maybe, he and she are really the same people.

I like what I can't get.

She wiped her tears, turned off the lamp and went to bed.

Dong Dong Dong.

There was a knock outside the door.

In the middle of the night, who is it.

When she silently lifted the quilt, song Zhiyin didn't open the door. She lay on the cold bed and listened to the sound outside.

………

All the way back to the villa, nanmingzhu's heart is still a little uneasy, step three back, make sure no one follows him, just walk into his villa.

The night was cold, and the woman was afraid. Now when she opened the door, her hands trembled.

Because of the current situation of nanmingyi, Xia Yi arranged him to this place to hide people's eyes and ears.

This property is bought by Xia Yi with the name of a person who doesn't know where, so even if someone else checks it, it can't be found on Xia Yi's head.

The breeze is messy. There will be several aunts here to clean and cook, but they are all hourly workers. They go back after finishing.

She opened the door and the villa was dark.

Xia Yi "recuperates" in the hospital, and the room is now just nanmingyi and himself lying on the bed.

She put the key into her bag and prepared to close the door. She didn't notice that the figure was approaching her.

As soon as she turned her head, the shadow all over her eyes made her pale. Just now, she seemed to see the ghost, PA.

Overhead lights flashed.

The handsome outline appeared in front of his eyes. Suddenly, the bottom of his heart was relaxed, and his heart was slowly put into his heart. He pretended to be a ghost in the middle of the night, which really scared people to death.

"Brother..."

"Young master, are you all right?"

Nanmingyi's physical condition is unknown to nanmingzhu, but the doctor said a few days ago that he has no problem, and the rest is a matter of time.

I never thought that I would wake up at this time.

Big eyes stare small eyes, nanmingzhu feel nanmingyi steps slowly approaching, the next second, watching him raise his arm, pinched her neck.

Nanmingzhu was frightened by this sudden action for a moment. Her long eyelashes trembled, and she immediately responded, "brother, I can't drink my blood... Brother, I'll go to find Su Xia for you, brother..."

Nanming Yi's fierce eyes stare at her, and the strength of her hand is not released, but tighter.

"Brother, you sober up, I am the south pearl."

Her body is held up tightly by the man. Nanmingzhu feels that her body is not her own. She reaches out her hand to pat nanmingyi, but it's useless. Her hand falls on nanmingyi's hand, hoping to break off his palm. "Brother, let me go..."

they hurt.

It's like being attacked by a fierce beast, and there's no breakthrough at all.

She's going to die.