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Sheng Youting is obviously angry. Liuliu knows that she just doesn't want to give up halfway. This is her hard work. How can we say forget it?

Therefore, even if Sheng Youting is angry, she will try, "let me take care of Miss Qin, at least until she is discharged from hospital."

"I'm used to taking care of her these days. Her sister calls me. I can't bear to leave her alone."

Sheng Youting looked into her eyes. There was a little more sinister in her eyes. There were green veins in her forehead. "Willow, do you care about Qin Shijia so much?"

The voice, cold as a knife, penetrated her eardrum. "Do you care more about her than I do?"

Liu Liu explained, "I don't mean that. It's just that the child is young and immature, and his heart is fragile. After all, I'm nearly ten years old than her senior general, and I have no younger sister."

"She called my sister. She was very innocent and pleasant, so I took her as my sister."

"Sister?"

The man's thin and cold lips provoked, he laughed extremely ironically, voice cold can freeze dead, "which door to the sister? She calls your sister, and you treat her as your sister

"Should I praise you, or call you stupid?"

As she approached him, she bravely tugged at his sleeve and shook it twice. Like a child who had done something wrong, she lowered her eyes and whispered in a soft voice, "don't be angry. I promise you will take care of her until she leaves the hospital, OK?"

He is angry. How can he not be angry?

In her eyes, she takes everyone seriously. How long did she and Qin Shijia know each other?

They have known each other for 12 years, and his position is not better than that of a person who has known him for a few days?

This is not what makes him angry. What he is most angry about is, "I am close to Qin Shijia. Do you not care at all?"

His back to the morning light, his facial features hidden in the shadow, gloomy can exude water, the bottom of his eyes is like a quintessence of ice, "willow, even if I ask her in front of you, you can be indifferent?"

Feeling his body sent out to put people in the cold breath of death, she closed her eyes, low voice, "I'd better cook for you first."

"No, I don't want to eat any more!"

"Even if you keep your breath with me, you can't have a stomachache if you don't eat."

She tried to laugh and fawningly asked him, "what do you want to eat? Tell me, I'll make it for you. I'll make it better than the cook in a five-star hotel."

He deliberately changed the topic, the intention is too obvious, so that his temper suddenly came up, blue eyes staring at her, vicious way, "I said no need not!"

She let go of her hand and said stiffly, "Oh, I see."

There was a fire in his heart, burning. "Liu Liu, I asked you for the last time. Would you like me to be with Qin Shijia?"

She pursed her mouth and did not dare to look at his eyes. She just looked at his jaw, which tightened into a straight line.

He's angry. No, to be precise, he's angry.

She really didn't want to provoke him, she also wanted to follow him, but at this moment, she had to.

If she wants to please him and say what he wants to hear, what should he do if he really doesn't want Qin Shijia?

Isn't she busy in vain?

She lifted her eyes and bent her eyes. "Miss Qin, she is a good girl. She is simple and beautiful, and you are a good match for Sheng."

As soon as the voice fell, her shoulder was grabbed, and the whole person was vigorously thrown onto the wall.

Back hard hit hard object, she ache frown, face almost changed shape, lip side issued a exhortation, "pain."

"Do you hurt?"

He clasped her chin and raised her face. "I hurt too."

Painful heart shiver, as if by the steel nail pierced the bone marrow, scraped through the heart, bloody, difficult to breathe.

His face was ferocious and terrifying. He clasped her chin on the back of her hand, and his veins were exposed one by one. His eyes were covered with bloodstains. Looking at her, he looked like a monster to the extreme.

"one day, I will be crazy, driven mad by you!"

Seeing that the man seemed to strip her skin and cramp her terrible appearance, Liu Liu's breath suddenly tightened and her pain was overwhelming.

What she wanted to say, she moved her lips, but found that she could not say anything, only lowered her eyebrows and kept silent.

"Oh, ha ha..."

He laughed, a little sad. "It seems that you really don't have anything to say to me? Well? "

She was still silent as she tried to endure the sharp pain in her mandible.

It is precisely her silence, is the most hurtful weapon, will he hurt the whole body.

He let go and hit her with a fist.

Before she knew it, she turned her head and closed her eyes.

There is a faint wind in the ear, but the pain in the imagination has not come.

Her chest fluctuated violently, and she opened her eyelids slowly in fear. In her black pupils, there was a man with a deeply sinister face.It's terrible.

"Willow."

He called her name, his voice murmured to the bone, "you are really kind, you force me, you continue to force me, then you can see what kind of things I will do."

Then he took his hand back and turned away.

The door of the ward opened with a soft ring.

She did not know what mood she was looking at the door, perhaps subconscious, or just instinct.

Against the light and shadow, he stopped at the door, his mood seemed to be calmer, his tone was not as fierce as before, but he could not hear any emotion,

"since you want to take care of Qin Shijia, I am as you wish."

"Since you are so eager for me to be with Qin Shijia, I As you wish... "

Leave this sentence, he also did not return to go out, took the ward door.

Liu Liu only felt that her whole body was soft, inexplicably soft, leaning against the wall of the body a little bit of sliding, to the end of the lap, squatting on the ground, no light in the eyes.

Slowly, there was some choking in her chest. She faintly heard her repressed sob, and her heart ached as if she had been stabbed.

With barb, scrape the softest flesh and blood in the heart, white knife in, red knife out, bone and flesh fuzzy, blood dripping.

Why?

Clearly she has not loved, why still ache?

Why? Why? Why?

She can't understand, can't think, only know oneself good ache, really good ache, ache to die.

She did not know that the moment the door closed, the man did not leave, he stood at the door, standing for a long time, long enough to legs numb, did not wait for the inside to make a sound.

He took out the cigarette, opened the box, and bit on one.

He did not light the cigarette, but held it in his mouth, put one hand in his trousers pocket, looked at the closed door in front of him, almost laughed at himself, and turned away.