Xia Yanran takes advantage of Xiao Yi's inattention and runs back to the bedroom.
A loud bang.
She slammed the door shut.
As if he was isolated from the door, he would not come in and hurt her again!
The man who stayed in the living room looked at the closed bedroom door with gloomy eyes. His forehead was full of blue tendons, his hands were clenched into fists, and blue blood vessels were raised on the back of his hands.
A handsome face is so gloomy that it can shave off a layer of frost.
This is that he can come back to reality. What promise can he give her when he touches her?
She should be angry, aggrieved and miserable!
The tall body leaned against the sofa, the pale smoke obscured his handsome outline, and there was a light chagrin and tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes.
After smoking several cigarettes in a row, he put out his cigarette butts and stood up from the sofa. He walked towards the bedroom.
The bedroom door was locked by the woman from inside.
After standing for a few minutes, he found a thin wire in the living room and quietly opened the door.
There was no light in the bedroom. The light never came through the window with the curtain drawn. The woman lies on the bed, may have taken a bath, a wet long hair scattered in the bedside, side body back to the door, like sleeping.
Xiao Yi stands by the bed and stares at her back for a while.
He took the hair dryer out of the bathroom, crouched down, took it in one hand, and inserted it in the other - into her long, silky hair, and dried it little by little for her.
He knew she was not asleep.
He didn't break her.
In the quiet air, except for each other's shallow breath, there is only the sound of the hair dryer buzzing.
Although Xia Yanran closed her eyes, her eyelashes were trembling.
She would rather he left in silence than do such a tender thing to her.
She could feel the tenderness of his fingers as they passed through her hair, in sharp contrast to the demons of the past.
His usual method is to slap a sweet date.
She opened her eyes and looked out of the window.
Vision, gradually blurred by a mist.
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At 4:30 a.m., Nanzhi woke up from a nightmare.
She dreamt that mushihan was becoming more and more serious, which she and Xiaokai could not recognize.
When she woke up, she couldn't sleep any more.
After getting up from bed, Nanzhi washes and leaves a note with Xiaoxi. She goes to the building where Dong Lao lives again.
Dong's old age is old, and he got up early, but it's still early. When he saw Nanzhi coming, he sighed. He didn't refuse people for thousands of miles. He invited Nanzhi into the yard.
Dong took Nanzhi to the small building.
Once in the living room, Nanzhi saw a portrait. There is also a light colored bottle on the table.
"That's my wife's ashes."
Xia Yanran didn't make a fuss or be frightened. She looked at Dong Lao and was moved by his deep feelings. "I heard from ay that you are traveling around the world with Dong's wife."
Dong old see Nanzhi no discomfort, his eyes show light appreciation, "a lot of young girls like you, see me holding ashes, will be scared, you are not afraid?"
"I admire Miss Dong's affection for his wife."
Dong Lao walked over and held the urn in his arms. Looking at the portrait of his wife on the wall, he said, "when I was young, I studied psychology. My wife never complained. I can't have children because of my health, and my wife doesn't have any dissatisfaction. She has been supporting me silently behind my back. "
"Part of my success today is due to my wife's support and encouragement. I promised to take her around the world after retirement. "
"Four years ago, there was a big family in Hong Kong whose little son had psychological problems. Please come here for treatment. I will bring my wife with me. After the young master was cured, I took my wife out to relax. I remember very well that morning, I took my wife to climb the mountain, but in the middle of it, I met several bandits. They took a knife and stabbed me fiercely. When my wife saw it, she blocked me from a deadly knife. My wife protects me to death. The gangster stabbed seven or eight knives on her body. They were merciless. "
"My wife was stabbed to death on the spot. I fought with the gangster barehanded and got two or three stabs. It was Xiao Yi who ran in the morning who saved my life."
Nanzhi didn't expect that old lady Dong died so miserably. She bit her lips and blushed in her eyes. "I'm sorry."
Dong always thought about that scene, and his heart and mouth were choking pain. He shook his head, and Cang Sang's face was a little disappointed. "Do you think the gangster is too cruel?"
Nanzhi nodded.
Dong's eyes flashed with remorse and guilt. "In fact, it's me who killed my wife!"
Nanzhi's heart was shocked.
Her brain began to move quickly, and suddenly she understood what Dong meant in the old saying, "Mr. Dong, do you mean..."
Although Nanzhi didn't finish, Dong knew that she had guessed what was going on.He nodded heavily. "That's right. The brother who bought the murderous and wounded man is the brother of the childe I cured. Now that he has taken the inheritance right, he is furious and starts to deal with the doctor."
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