Liang Xiaoyu looks up and sees Xin Zezhao. The flickering dim light comes down from Xin Zezhao's back. Xin Zezhao looks at Liang Xiaoyu on the sofa silently. His face looks so beautiful under the ambiguous light. Liang Xiaoyu is lost for a moment.
The dark red light falls on Liang Xiaoyu's face. Xin Zezhao frowns gently. The grievance and pain in Liang Xiaoyu's heart suddenly surge up. If you look at it for another second, you'll have to cry.
Liang Xiaoyu struggled to get up and pounce on the gate, but was stopped by two tall and powerful figures: "sorry, miss, we can't let you out without the permission of the general banquet."
Cold voice, without a trace of emotion, said to push her in. Liang Xiaoyu's grievance and anger have reached the extreme, she regardless of the pain of the palm of the hand, beating the door. Looking at such a small figure, Xin Zezhao is trying to hide his tears. His chest is aching. He thinks that Liang Xiaoyu has been harassed in such a place. Is it not enough for him to be a woman?
"Who allowed you to come to such a place?"
Xin Zezhao steps forward, grabs Liang Xiaoyu's hand, pulls her to her chest and asks in a loud voice. Liang Xiaoyu was hurt by the sudden strength, and her facial features twisted into a ball to break free. Unfortunately, how could her strength compare with Xin Zezhao?
"You let me go! What if I come to a place like this? What does it have to do with you? I'm just a toy for you. You have no feelings for me at all. Even if I die here today, it has nothing to do with you! " Liang Xiaoyu cried as she broke free. She couldn't restrain her grievances any more. She really thought that Xin Zezhao would have feelings for her, even if it was just a little. She hated her incompetence. She knew it was just a deal, but she was so stupid that she paid her heart. Xin Zezhao was the devil in her life, and she shouldn't have feelings for the devil.
Liang Xiaoyu only wants to vent her grievances, but she doesn't notice that her fingernails have cut Xin Zezhao's neck inadvertently. A blood stain is clearly visible on Xin Zezhao's neck.
Xin Zezhao's heart had already broken when he looked at the pear blossom with rain in front of him. He used some strength to take Liang Xiaoyu into his chest, and the other hand gently fell on the hair of Liang Xiaoyu's back brain. He said softly:
"it's not good, it's not good, it's not good for me."
Liang Xiaoyu is hit by the familiar warmth. Xin Zezhao's gentle words fall on her hair and even into her heart. She opens her hands and hugs Xin Zezhao. She cries like a child in Xin Zezhao's arms. She doesn't want any dignity or strength. She just wants to find someone to cry.
Too many things happened during this period. Her mother's illness, her hatred in her heart, and her uncontrollable feelings towards Xin Zezhao were like a big stone. She couldn't breathe. She needed such a shoulder so much that she wanted to rely on it. She hugged Xin Zezhao tightly: "I hate you, Xin Zezhao, I hate you to death!" She can't help but bite Xin Zezhao's shoulder. Xin Zezhao just frowns, but holds keren'er in her arms more tightly.
Liang Xiaoyu's cry gradually weakened, but she didn't let go of Xin Zezhao's arms. She was greedy for the temperature of Xin Zezhao's chest and the taste of her body. If she could, she would never let go of it.
Xin Zezhao understands that she has something in her heart, and gently asks Liang Xiaoyu:
"Feifei, don't be afraid, tell me, what happened?"
Xin Zezhao once held Liang Xiaoyu's tender face, with tears in his eyes and a red nose. He was a real beauty with pear blossoms and rain. Xin Zezhao felt soft in his heart and bowed his head to kiss Liang Xiaoyu's forehead. His eyes could not leave Liang Xiaoyu's face any more.
Liang Xiaoyu looks like a child with drooping eyes. Her long eyelashes flash in the light. She releases her hand and slowly falls on the sofa. Xin Zezhao sits down beside her and hugs her in her arms.
"I went to the hospital today, met my mother's attending doctor, Dr. Liu, and asked her about her illness. The doctor told me that her condition was very bad and her life was in danger at any time. I really didn't use it. I had no way at all. I only had my mother as a relative. What should I do? What should I do! Wuwuwu... " Liang Xiaoyu can't help crying when she says this. Her tears wet her face, Xin Zezhao's chest and Xin Zezhao's heart:
"Feifei, don't worry. With me, I will try my best to find all the experts to cure your mother's disease. You will never be alone. You and I will never leave you. Feifei doesn't cry. ”
Liang Xiaoyu's heart at this time is only indignation and grievance. She can't hear Xin Zezhao's sincere words at this time. The listener has no intention, but the speaker has intention.
"Xin Zezhao, Xin Zezhao, Xin Zezhao..."
Liang Xiaoyu whispers. Xin Zezhao gently pats Liang Xiaoyu's back to comfort her. The cry gradually weakens. Liang Xiaoyu sleeps like a child.
Xin Zezhao lowers his body to kiss her tears, kisses her soft lips, as well as Liang Xiaoyu's red nose and long eyelashes. Xin Zezhao is so gentle and pities Liang Xiaoyu. He wants to give her all the best things in the world, but he is also such a proud person. Before confirming Liang Xiaoyu's heart, he is not willing to go alone To this love adventure. "Liang Xiaoyu, what should I do with you?"Xin Zezhao looked at the sleeping Keren in his arms, and unconsciously tightened his hands.
He just looked at Liang Xiaoyu in his sleep for a long time, and his eyes were unfathomable. Finally, he picked up Princess Liang Xiaoyu and went to the door of the room,
"open the door, prepare the car and go to the hotel."
Xin Zezhao's eyes became a calm water, and he became a expressionless Xin Zezhao.
"Yes, Mr. banquet."
The bodyguard opened the door respectfully. Xin Zezhao takes a cold in his arms and passes through the noisy crowd. The scattered lights and ambiguous music seem to pave the way for them.
At this time, a drunkard bumps into Xin Zezhao, disgusted by the smell of wine. Liang Xiaoyu's face frowns in his sleep, as if he bumps into her.
"Don't you have eyes, don't you see..."
Before the drunkard scolds, he has been stopped by the bodyguard system. Xin Zezhao holds the princess in his arms coldly and leaves the drunkard's scolding behind.
Whether it's in the car to the hotel or on the way to the hotel, Xin Zezhao never let go of her hands.
In the room, Xin Zezhao gently hugs Liang Xiaoyu into the bed and covers her with a quilt. Liang Xiaoyu's eyes are still covered with tears,
"even in a dream, are you so unhappy?"
Xin Zezhao touches Liang Xiaoyu's face, and a gentle kiss falls on Liang Xiaoyu's mouth. Liang Xiaoyu snorts. Xin Zezhao unconsciously smiles and hugs Liang Xiaoyu in his arms.