Tang Qing has been forced to a dead end by Xiao Fengting. She gives up her desire to survive.
"At the beginning of the south," Tang Qing said softly, "I'm a little sleepy."
Ronan initially pursed her lips and released her, "then you have a rest. I'll come to see you in the evening
She watched Tang Qing lie down and carefully twisted the quilt for her.
"You go to Mr. Fu's, don't worry about me. As long as the fruit is OK, I'll be at ease She has a gentle smile on her face, and her gentle voice sounds very comfortable. "These days, it's too much trouble for you, especially Mr. Fu. He's not in good health and has been helping me all the time."
“……” Ronan reached out and touched her hair gently, "but we didn't help you with anything." Tang Qing took the initiative to go back, and Fu Tingyuan would not say anything more. This has come to an end.
Only Tang Qing's hurt is true.
"Don't say that." Tang Qing closed his eyes and rubbed her palm. "If you can live, I'm already very happy. In this world, in addition to fruit, I love you most. Nanchu, you must be happier than me. Between the two of us, there must be one who can meet true love, right
Ronan lowered his eyes and laughed I've already met it. "
When I heard the way, I could die in the evening. For her, it has been, and the ending is not so important.
She lowered her head and kissed Tang Qing's forehead: "I'll go out, you can rest at ease."
Tang Qing smiles at her.
Her smile is girlish, which reminds Ronan of the days when she and Tang Qing lived together eight years ago.
Eight years have passed.
Fate has changed them all.
Too many things have happened in this eight years. It's hard to look back.
Luonanchu sighed gently in his heart, turned around, lifted his hand, wiped the corner of his eyes, walked over, lowered his head and opened the door.
A pair of long and straight legs are reflected in the retina. Luo Nan raised his head at the beginning and saw Xiao Fengting standing at the door.
The man's cat like inorganic eyes glanced at her coldly, with no expression on her face.
I don't know if Xiao Fengting has heard her conversation with Tang Qing; if so, how can he be so upright and calm?
Ronan first bit his teeth and whispered, "son of a bitch."
Xiao Fengting turned his head and looked at her faintly. There was something gloomy in his eyes. He was like Yin Mobei, as if he didn't treat her very much.
Even though she didn't like them very much.
"Xiao Fengting."
Tang Qing's voice came from the room.
Xiao Fengting looks back. The sight came back from Ronan Chu's face.
He said nothing more, just reached out, closed the door and walked in.
"Am I disturbing you?" He went to the edge of the bed, looked down at her, and stroked his fingers at her thin, beautiful cheek.
"Well, I just lay down." Tang Qing didn't refuse his touch. He just stiffened a little when his warm fingertips fell on her face. She resisted for no reason, but she could bear the resistance at present.
Xiao Fengting looked down at her for a moment, then took back her hand and went to close the curtain. "You don't look very comfortable. Go to sleep first. I'll let you know if there's any news. "
Tang Qing pursed a lower lip and whispered, "thank you."