Chapter 54

The voice from overhead made Ding Xuanyao's heart surge with pain and roared: "what do you know! What qualifications do you have for people who don't know anything to talk nonsense there!"

"Hey, raise your dog's eyes and see who you're talking to. We Kim always look at you pitifully..."

Ding Xuanyao didn't look up. From the corner of her eyes, she only saw a pair of shiny black leather shoes stepping on the red peony carpet of the stairs.

"Forget it, you can't live for your sins. Let's go." Jin Xuanfeng left the hotel with a cold word and stepped on the steps.

Just now, he accidentally found that someone and Lin Ruicheng went to the fire corridor one after another. He sent someone to inform Shen Meiting. Unexpectedly, Shen Meiting used the trick of dying and later generation, and the people in the accident were the white woman with the same color of hair as him. He didn't know why he said such words to a girl who could be said to be bad. When she curled up on the stairs, he couldn't help stopping beside her.

"Are you okay? Sir, let me take you back first."

Ding Xuanyao endured her sadness, stood up alone and looked at Locke's dark poker face. Didn't he follow Lin Ruicheng? Isn't he his inseparable bodyguard?

"Cough ~ ~"

A stream of blood came up from his heart. Ding Xuanyao swallowed and pulled out a bitter smile on his face. He was really busy enough. His girlfriend was injured and didn't forget to manage his tools.

Rolls Royce silver charm is driving smoothly. Ding Xuanyao sits alone in the corner. Through the skylight, the sky is blue and transparent, and white clouds are dazzling, as if the previous rainstorm had never come. Just like the ambiguity that happened here before, there is no trace now.

He said, I can't give you a place.

She said, I fell in love with him since I saw Ruicheng.

Is it because of Shen Meiting? Is that title reserved for Shen Meiting? Just because Shen Meiting is a star, does he want to keep her around as a tool to vent? Really ugly!

The leather sofa was squeaky clenched, and the bones of the scallion fingers were clear. Slowly, the leather of the sofa clenched between the fingertips loosened, and the fingers changed from cyan to red.

Wrong step, wrong step. Ding Xuanyao, for two nude photos, you trample your dignity and pride.

When did Yinmei stop? Ding Xuanyao didn't notice. The door was gently opened. Locke's tall figure came in and closed the door.

"Your elbow is hurt. Take some medicine." With that, Locke handed the plastic bag to Ding Xuanyao, who had just bought some trauma medicine at a roadside drugstore.

Ding Xuanyao looked at her elbow and scraped the skin. The blood stains had dried up. "Locke, I want to go home."

Rock hung his head and dared not see those painful eyes. He took out the wound medicine from the plastic bag, then pulled Ding Xuanyao's arm, and used the anti-inflammatory spray to soak the blood. Wet, then wipe it off with a cotton swab.

"We'll be in Nan'ao mountain in a little while."

"I don't want to go back to Nan'ao mountain! I don't want to go back there!" Ding Xuanyao shook off Locke's hand, and the things in his hand were also scattered on the carpet.

"This is Sir's order: send you back to Nan'ao mountain." Locke picked up the medicine and cotton swabs on the carpet and said faintly. He only obeyed the orders of his master. But I never thought that because of my obsession, the girl in front of me almost lost her life.

"Just this time, just this time, can you stop listening to him. Count me... Please." Today, she really doesn't want to go back there. She wants to go home. She wants to her little bed, listen to the songs her mother sang when she was alive, hug her father's warm arms, and eat some hot soup noodles at home.

"I'm really sorry. I can't disobey Sir's orders." Locke slowly raised his dark eyes and said to the burning water eyes, "don't worry, sir is a reasonable person. We've seen everything today."

See, see what, see her rolling down the stairs with Shen Meiting, and she let go halfway and let his Meiting roll down like a ball, breaking her head and bleeding. If he were sensible, he wouldn't stare at her. It was the woman who deliberately wanted to fall.

"Have Lin Ruicheng and Shen Meiting known each other for a long time?"

"This..." Locke frowned. Shen Meiting was sent by Jin Xuanfeng to deliberately approach the little Lord, but Locke decided not to tell Ding Xuanyao about this secret relationship.

Locke's flicker made Ding Xuanyao's heart sink and lowered her eyes. Isn't she asking nonsense? I've seen them together, haven't I? Yes, it's perfect for a beautiful woman to match a handsome man. It's just... Chest pain.

"Why put me in that position? Why me? Why me?"

Locke didn't know what she said about "that position", but saw her thin body trembling slightly because of anger, her voice was dumb and dark, and the sadness in her eyes penetrated people's hearts.

"Ha ha... Ha ha..."

The sudden laughter made Locke shrink all over. The sad laughter grew bigger and bigger, but it became more and more like crying.

Locke sat beside Ding Xuanyao, holding Ding Xuanyao crying like a tearful man in his arms with a strong arm. He was only two years older than her. He grew up in the killing. He didn't know what care and comfort were. He just patted her shoulder gently with his big dark hand.

It was still the Xibai dress. Ding Xuanyao sat on the stone bench next to the cherry tree. The cherry blossoms had withered and the dark green leaves were stacked one after another. The flowers in the yard have declined and bloomed with the passage of time. The fragrance of the flowers is pleasant and never stops.

Locke also went to the hospital. I heard that Shen Meiting was seriously injured, her leg was broken, her head had a concussion, and her chest and lungs were damaged. Did she almost hang up.

"Cough ~ ~ ~" Ding Xuanyao rubbed her aching heart and swallowed the bloody smell in her mouth.

There was silence around, and there was no one. Even so, Ding Xuanyao understood that there were many monitors installed everywhere. The seemingly calm and gorgeous villa could appear dozens of people in black with machine guns at any time.

When I was a child, my family lived in Qicheng. It was the most warm place. My mother was once a popular and lonely singer, and my father was a racing driver who was popular in Asia and finally turned into a disabled person. My mother doesn't like to laugh. My father always thinks of various ways to make my mother happy. My father is angry and unstable. My mother silently understands and comforts me. Father and mother, that's how they fit with each other and warm each other.

Someone once said: love is happy, but it is painful. In Ding Xuanyao's opinion, mom and dad's love is happy, and her love... Is painful.

Yes, it's love, it's her love. It's sad that I really fell in love with the one who regarded myself as love People who want tools.

But what should we do? When I can't see him, I will think of the two people together bit by bit. When I think he hates it, as long as I get close, my heart becomes soft. Watching other women snuggle up beside him, she will have the feeling that her own things are coveted by others.

But does he love her? He really just took her as a consolation. He just couldn't get it from Shen Meiting. Do you want to get it from her?

The bottom of her heart is sad. Her poor first love is doomed to be humiliating.

Unknowingly, the sky in the West has been red and the sun is like blood. Ding Xuanyao sat quietly on the stone bench for an afternoon. There were tea and cakes brought by sister Rong in the middle, but she didn't eat a mouthful. She just used tea to solve problems on the stone table. After solving them one after another, she wrote and wrote again and again. Her index finger had been ground out of blood and left a touch of blood on the stone table.

Suddenly, the stone table was shrouded in a shadow. Ding Xuanyao raised her head and looked at the evil and Charming handsome face with sour eyes. He was wearing a purple black shirt and black casual pants. His thin black hair slanted over his forehead. His black eyes were dark and deep, his thin lips as light as water were tightly closed, and his face showed noble and light temperament mixed with anger.

Those who don't know are fearless. Before, she didn't understand her mind. She can say 'I like you' without worry. But now, when she knows she really likes him, she can't summon up the courage to say those words again, because the person she loves won't love her. She can no longer say "it doesn't matter whether you like me or not". It turns out that love can make people greedy.

Both of them were silent. Ding Xuanyao lowered her eyes and prepared to block her throat all afternoon. Finally, it only became one sentence: "is she okay?"

Lin Ruicheng looked at her and frowned slightly. This time he was really angry with her. Shen Meiting was something worth saving. If Shen Meiting wants to roll down, let her roll down. She wants to roll down the stairs in order to save her. He was angry, angry that she was fraternal, angry that she smiled at the little boy, angry that she danced with the handsome boy, and angry that she saved the unimportant people regardless of her own safety.

"Why did you do that?"

Is this a plea? Ding Xuanyao exhaled and slowly stood up. Her long sitting posture made her legs a little stiff. "No, why? It's just an instinctive reaction." Trying to save her is out of human instinct. Releasing her halfway is also out of human instinct. She is so rational.

"You, stay away from her in the future. This is an order."

"Why should I listen to you!" Does he like Shen Meiting so much? Looking at the blue veins on the back of his hand, Ding Xuanyao glanced at him and turned to the sunset sun in the sky.

"What? I'm afraid I'll hurt her? I tell you, I just let go on purpose today. I just want her to roll down. I'm very angry? Also, let your Meiting throw her head to pieces. You should want to peel my skin."

"Yes, I'm very angry. I can't wait to..."

"I love her so much. What are you doing back? Go and accompany her!" Ding Xuanyao was hysterical. Her body trembled with anger. Her fingers pulled tightly under the stone table, cracking bones and meat.

"Now that your relationship with Miss Shen has been made public, you don't have to use me as a substitute! The person you sleep with in your arms every night can also be her!"

Lin Ruicheng's eyes narrowed slightly. At this moment, he doubted whether he was dazzled. The girl in front of him was covered with a golden halo, which was sacred and inviolable. There was a moment of confusion. Lin Ruicheng was very angry. She wanted to rub her lips with her thumb, but she blocked it with one hand.

"Get your dirty hands off!"

"Do you mind if I touch other women?" Lin Ruicheng stared at Ding Xuanyao's eyes and sneered strangely.