Obviously, he was dissatisfied with his suicide.
It can even be said that they are very dissatisfied.
Han Jingrong laughed at herself and said in a low voice, "is it because it disturbed your mood with that woman?"
Li mubai sneered and said, "it's very unlucky."
Hearing this, Han Jingrong tried to hold back without saying anything. It took a long time to control the tears from her eyes: "if I die, will you be a little sad?"
"No Li mubai said coldly.
"I don't believe it! Even if you don't like me, we are still friends at least. You won't have any feelings for me! " Han Jingrong finally couldn't help but speak in anger, but she escaped from death. Obviously, she was short of breath, and her voice sounded a little hollow.
"Oh, if you must. I admit, it used to be a little bit. But you've been pestering me for so many years. It's like a dog's skin plaster, and that little love affair in those years has long been consumed by you. " Li mubai opened his mouth with a sneer. His eyes fell on Han Jingrong's face.
Han Jingrong seemed to have been ridiculed. He overturned the bottles and jars on the bedside table and yelled at him, "you bastard! Li mubai, you son of a bitch
Li mubai approached slowly and bowed his head in his ear and said, "the woman who pastes upside down is not worth money. What's more, you have so much trouble behind you as the Han family. Even if it's playing, I won't look for you. "
His breath was warm and scattered in her ears.
He had never been so close to her.
But Han Jingrong's heart is painful, like a million arrows through the heart, even difficult to breathe.
Tears burst into his eyes as soon as his words fell, and her whole body seemed to be drained of strength.
Li mubai looked at her sarcastically, turned to leave, without any nostalgia.
Han Jingrong, like a madman, yelled in the ward, pulling the drip bottle on her arm and pounding the quilt.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! You said that on purpose You said that on purpose... "
"Mubai Mubai... "
Han Jingrong's tears covered her pale face.
She doesn't understand. Does he have to humiliate her like this?
Must we adopt such an attitude
This is what Feng Yikun saw when he came in. He raised the bedside table in silence, looked at the woman on the bed and said in a deep voice, "is that enough?"
Han Jingrong sat there in a dazed silence.
Feng Yikun spoke again, in a low voice: "have you had enough of humiliation? Is that enough pain? "
"Go away! You laugh at me too! Get out of here Han Jingrong spoke angrily, her eyes scarlet like a madman.
Feng Yikun laughed at himself, his voice full of bitterness: "when can you look back at me?"
Han Jingrong did not speak as if she had not heard.
He liked her, but she knew it long ago.
But that person has long been rooted in her heart, so many years later, has already grown into a towering tree.
If that tree must be pulled out, she will die.
"I'm sorry." Han Jingrong spoke softly.
Feng Yikun's larynx moved and remained silent for a long time. He stood by the bed and held her in his arms without saying a word.
*
after Li mubai left, he was not in a good mood.
After all, he became the kind of person he hated, just like his mother.
Taking advantage of other people's feelings and love, they trample and hurt wantonly.
He lit a cigarette in the car, lowered his head and turned on his mobile phone. After turning to the photo album, he opened the photo he had taken for Xiafei last night.
The woman in the photo has a warm smile and looks like a fairy in a silver birthday hat.