Taking a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, Shangguan Qianmian poured a glass for herself and poured a full glass of red wine into her stomach. It seemed that she felt the pain around her body relieved a little.
Leaning down on the sofa, Shangguan Qianmian closed her eyes slightly, thinking that the evil relationship between her and Leng Xiaoli is nothing? She is in Leng Xiaoli's heart. What is she?
Is love can not love is not available, or fate entangled together can not give up?
What about Leng Xiaoli? What kind of existence?
Was it the male god that I pursued when I was young? Or can't let go after growing up? What does she love about him? Even she can't say, but it's not clear, it's not clear, it entangles her with him, but it's always separated by a gap, can't really get close to each other.
Shangguan Qianmian turns over slowly, buries his face in the sofa and blocks back the sour tears.
In fact, she once considered that if she was the one who might die when she was with him, then she might really rush past with some luck, unwilling to let go and not afraid of death.
But now it's her parents who are in danger. How can she get away with it?
Shangguan Qianmian gave a bitter smile, turned over, poured a glass of red wine and drank it all.
The strength of the wine rolled up from her stomach and made her brain a little dizzy.
Looking at the dim lights outside the window, she suddenly felt that the sentence "it's not the end of the world" she just said was just a big one.
Now, she really feels that everything around her seems meaningless to her. In the future life, the life of removing Leng Xiaoli from her life may not be interesting any more
At the same time, Leng Xiaoli in the suburb bought a villa for Shangguan Qianmian -
"Keke..." There were heartrending coughs in the bedroom.
Nanny Zhang Sao is standing by the bed with a bowl of medicine and frowning.
There was a man lying on the bed. His face was pale without any blood color. Even his lips seemed to have no luster.
Maybe no one can believe that a patient who is lying in bed with a sickly face and fragile as if he is vulnerable to a single blow will be a demon who makes the international killer group and terrorists scared. Leng Xiaoli!
Now Leng Xiaoli seems to be a weak patient who has been lingering on the sickbed for a long time. He is sickly and has no life around him.
Leng Xiaoli keeps coughing with her lips covered. Her voice is louder and louder, as if she wants to cough up her lungs. "Young master You'd better go to the hospital to have a look. You've been burning for more than a week, and the fever has not subsided. If you go on like this, your husband and wife will know. What will you worry about? I I can't help you hide it any more... " Mrs. Zhang frowned and said with a worried face
.
"No Don't tell my parents... " Leng Xiaoli coughed and said hoarsely.
"But..."
"Nothing! It's just a cold Cough It will be better soon... " Leng Xiaoli waved his hand, covered his lips and coughed.
Sister Zhang frowned, hesitated for a long time, and then nodded: "well, this bowl of medicine is prescribed by the old Chinese medicine doctor of my hometown. You drink it for two days first. If it's still not good, you must go to the hospital, you know?"
Leng Xiaoli nodded, sat up and took the bowl from sister-in-law Zhang.
Seeing that he had finished the medicine, Mrs. Zhang shook her head and sighed out of the bedroom.
Cold small from cover lips and severe cough for a while, finally a little calm down.
His face was a little sick and red. He leaned by the bed, turned out his cell phone and stared at the phone number that had been turned over hundreds of times, but he didn't dare to dial it out.
What lingers in my mind is Shangguan Qianmian's indifferent and almost strange eyes when she left that day.
He knew that some of the words were out of the question in their life. But it's about her parents. He can't hide it any more. He must let her know clearly that there is not only a gap between him and her, but the life and death of his relatives
He never understood why he had such ability. Sometimes he even hated that he had such ability and didn't serve the prophet? Oh, it sounds very powerful, but it's useless.
Perhaps, only when others shoot, his ability can be used to help him avoid the key and save his life.
But now, he would rather he didn't have this ability, even if he was killed by a bullet in the battle, than now, suffering Suffering from
From the day Shangguan Qianmian left, he had a high fever, coughing, and now he can't get better. Now think about it, maybe someone is punishing him in the dark. He knows it will hurt her, but he has the audacity to approach her and disturb her.
It's good to get sick like this. At least he can find an excuse for himself not to go to her or disturb her
Early the next morning, Shangguan Qianmian was woken up by the telephone.
She looked up from the sofa, subconsciously touched the phone, saw the name read on the screen, just a little sober.Last night, after drinking almost half a bottle of red wine, she fell asleep on the sofa.
"Hello, Xiaonian..." Shangguan Qianmian shakes her head to make herself sober before she gets through.
"Hello, Mianmian sister, you have a notice in the afternoon to shoot an advertisement for XXX brand. You get up quickly. Now I'll go to buy your favorite steamed buns and rice noodles. I'll pick you up at your home later." Xiaonian on the other end of the phone said excitedly.
"Notice?" Shangguan Qianmian rubbed her eyes, half a sound to respond. She let Xiaonian tell the company last night that she could work, but she didn't expect that there would be a job for her so soon.
"Qianmian elder sister, you can't forget it, but I have promised each other, if you don't go..." Xiaonian was a little surprised to hear that Shangguan Qianmian was a little worried.
"No, how could I forget? I'll get up now, and you'll come to pick me up later!" Shangguan Qianmian said quickly.
"That's good!" Xiaonian let go and hung up.
Shangguan Qianmian got up from the sofa, put away half of the red wine and wine cup on the tea table, and then dragged to the bathroom.
The mirror reflects a woman with scattered hair, confused eyes and dark eyes. Shangguan Qianmian is stunned for a moment, and then reflects that she is herself in the mirror.
She gazed at the half angry face in the mirror for a long time. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and patted her cheek twice. She said to the mirror, "Shangguan Qianmian, cheer me up!"
When Xiaonian came to Shangguan Qianmian's house with food, the door opened and her eyes suddenly brightened. "Sister Qianmian, you are so beautiful!" Xiaonian was a little surprised.