Chapter 314

Su kept silent and curled up her fingertips.

He chuckled, like self mockery and satire.

Let her go, he kicked open the door, head also does not return to leave.

The door creaked, Su Xiangwan was staring at his back, his eyes were a little hazy.

After a while, she heard him changing clothes and driving away.

The room soon quieted down. It was a bit cold.

Sue sighed to the evening, got up and went to the window. Looking at the black car that disappeared in the night, she felt a little trance.

Regret it?

No regrets.

She promised him that day.

Of course, it's impulsive.

But he has not heard from him for days, but let her understand that she actually likes him.

Pity him?

Maybe a little bit.

But more, it is heartache.

His pale face and pathetic look made her feel soft.

Unable to let him down, he nodded.

*

Su Xiangwan stood at the window for about ten minutes.

She didn't close the window and go to bed until the night wind made her cold.

Before she went to bed, she felt as if she had forgotten something.

This night, however, she had a dream.

In the dream, Li Qingqing took a dagger and scratched her face.

In the dream, the Yao chicken was covered with blood and dyed red with white fluff.

In the dream, the flame was burning, and it was like burning every inch of her skin.

"You're not going to be loved by a woman like you."

"I said I love you, just talk about it. Why take it seriously?"

"You are so stupid, I will treat you better, and you will believe it."

"The old man is dead, and I have already got the right of inheritance. You are just a useless son to me."

……

One voice, one sentence.

Echo in the dream, especially true.

In the end, it all turned into a raging fire.

The fire burned her skin and flesh, and the thick black smoke choked her eyes.

She was rolling on the ground in pain, like a fireball.

Hot How hot

The sea of fire, spitting fire tongue, her breathing more and more heavy, breathing hard.

"Ah

Su Xiangwan exclaimed in surprise and sat up from the bed.

The lips are white and dry.

She gasped, her eyes out of focus.

For a few minutes, she raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat on her head and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

The woman's face in the mirror rose red, as if she had been strangled by something, and she was purple.

With a sigh, she calmed down a little, but also did not feel sleepy.

Turn around and take a look at the next bedroom.

The bed was neat and untouched.

He didn't come back.

*

the next day, in the morning.

Su Xiangwan looked as usual and got up to eat.

It's just because I haven't slept since then, and now there's a light gray.

When I went downstairs to leave.

Han Jiaqing is standing in front of the hall on the first floor.

She wore a long pink dress with hairpin and delicate make-up, as if waiting for her here deliberately.

Su Xiang evening lightly swept her one eye, no mood and her waste of words, then passed in front of her.

Han Jiaqing looked at her back and couldn't help saying, "believe it or not, the young master will be tired of you for another two months."

Su did not look back.

"At least he was interested in me, and you? Is it a match? "

Words fall, regardless of Han Jiaqing iron green face.

Sue got on the bus late.

After arriving at the set, everything was as usual.

She slightly droops the eye son by the make-up artist to toss on his face, but can't help but think that it is nearly to the end of the year.

She remembered that Su Zhiguo called her home at the end of the year.

In the villa of the Su family, she met song Ziming, the man for the first time.

Her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her cold eyes.

The time is coming.