His voice was gentle and moving. Anything he said from his mouth seemed to have a bit of magnetism. Even at the moment, the words that could make people spit blood were also expressed by him with a little deep feeling.
Tang Qing's eyes widened in surprise. It seems that Xia jingnian, who has always been a peacemaker, would say such words. His chest heaved violently. Tang Qing closed his eyes, and his voice hoarse vomited out a word: "get out."
The sick body is extremely weak, even if she has no strength to lose her temper. Even if she is angry again, she can only close her eyes and disappear from sight, and then weakly say "go away.".
Xia jingnian looked at her pale and powerless appearance, and her deep eyes were gradually infected with a bit of dark cold, which made his face look warm and harmless under the rimless glasses, suddenly became secretive. But it doesn't seem any abrupt, just feel that his appearance is also his own appearance.
Instead of walking, he took a step forward, one hand on the edge of the bed, the other holding Tang Qing's wrist. His palms were hot, but his fingertips were cold and frightening. Tang Qing opened his eyes suddenly and met the evil eyes in Xia jingnian's lens like gongheng.
He looked at her and said, "I'm serious. Don't challenge my patience any more. Although I have a good temper, if you don't obey me, I will let you lie on the bed all my life and have no strength to climb the window. I have a lot of ways. You can try! "
his voice was very heavy, like a piece of iron, pressing on her heart point word by word, which made her heart seem to be crushed, and her silence collapsed little by little. She thought of her eight years in a wheelchair. She had to be cared for in her daily life like a waste. Because of her feet, her life was almost completely rewritten. There is no way to stand up, no way to escape, no way to protect others, no way to protect themselves.
At the moment, the culprit told her that he had other ways to make her more miserable.
Tang Qing's fingers clenched into a fist, and the pain of the needle sticking into the flesh was not as painful as the hatred at the moment. She tried her best to swing a fist at him. The finger fell on his face, which was just a slap in the face, which could not bring him any pain.
Tang Qing's voice almost sobbed: "you, why don't you go to die --!"
Xia jingnian held her hand and pulled out the tip of the needle on the back of her hand. Immediately, blood beads rolled down the needle tip size wound, and he pressed it with a cotton swab.
Xia jingnian looked down at her, "you are not dead, how can we be willing to die?"
She looked at him with hatred, and her soft and clear eyes were full of bitter hatred.
In the face of her hatred, Xia jingnian held a calm attitude, he indifferently inserted the tip of the needle into her vein, and then light way: "you have a good rest, I went out."
He straightened up, closed his eyes slightly, sighed silently, and then turned to open the door and left.
Gong Heng is out of the glass window. Although he can't hear what he and Tang Qing are talking about, he can see Tang Qing's angry posture because of his words.
At the moment, Xia jingnian came out with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "what? Only the state officials set fire to the fire, and the people are not allowed to light the lamps." Just now, he was driven out because he made Tang Qing angry, and now he talks in it to anger her.