She was turned around again and leaned against the wall. Her back rubbed rapidly against the rough wall, and one of her legs was bent 180 degrees by someone. She felt as if all the bones in her body were going to break …
She turned her face away from him, not looking at him, even looking at him.
Although she knew that he had fainted, she still couldn't stop blushing when she saw his face and thought about the dirty things she had done. Damn! Prostitute. Women can blush, really. Damn the world's ninth miracle!
The sky gradually brightened, and she was so dazzled that she could hear someone opening the door and splashing water, kicking and kicking and walking, the heavy burden on her body had finally loosened up, her ruined body was thrown onto the ground like a pile of rotten cloth, those people lifted her pants, while scolding in satisfaction, and some even took away the cash in Lu Di's bag …
Her body was so cold that her entire body was trembling, but she still mustered a bit of energy. She quickly crawled up, found her own coat, and wrapped it around her almost completely naked body. Only then did she drag her stiff body to walk in front of Meng Shaoxuan …
She wanted to support him, to help him walk away, but he did not even have the chance to. Lu Di was drenched in sweat, she wanted to put him down and look for someone to help, but she was worried that something would happen to him, so she touched her bag to take her phone, only to discover that her phone had been taken away by someone else.
Lu Di was silent for a while, before she finally kicked off her shoes again. She let out a pitiful smile as she squatted in front of Meng Shaoxuan, and her fingers slowly extended out, wanting to caress his face. However, she stopped a centimeter in front of him.
The tip of her finger raised upwards as she moved it through the air to follow his full forehead. Her nose was straight and her lips formed a thin line as they slid down, little by little. Lu Di's tears fell just like that, drop by drop, like pearls.
F * ck. Lu Di silently cursed herself in her heart, and bitterly wiped the tears away. She stood up, but she still half bent her body and struggled to pull him up, and the moment he pressed her weight down, Lu Di felt as if he was going to vomit blood. Her heartbeat quickened, and her throat started to sob like a broken bellows. Her legs, with every step, felt like they were stepping on a blade. The socks were worn out in just a few steps. The ice was cold and uncomfortable at the same time.
She remembered that there was a private clinic at the mouth of the alleyway. With a decent reputation, Lu Di carried the unconscious him and walked forward with difficulty, step by step.
Her feet were in so much pain that it didn't feel any pain, and her arms seemed to be broken as well. She gritted her teeth as if she was going to die, and as she became dizzy, her steps became unsteady. Finally, the moment she saw the clinic's signboard, she let out a heavy breath, and her entire body went limp …
Meng Shaoting stood at the side and clenched his fists tightly, his gaze following the doctor's movements. In the end, he saw a pink scar on her forehead that was slightly protruding the size of a coin, and the doctor's eyebrows also tightened up.
"Doctor, this scar …" Meng Shaoting frowned, and pointed to the shiny scar on Jing Xi's forehead.
"Don't worry about it, I have scarred skin and a scar on my body. Even if Hua Tuo were to be reborn, he wouldn't be able to get rid of me." Jingwen suddenly opened her mouth and touched her forehead. The spot to the left was a bit hard. When she woke up, she couldn't help but be shocked.
Who in this world didn't love beautiful women like flowers and flowers? She was originally an average looking person, and now that her appearance was ruined, it was unknown whether she would gain happiness from this disaster.
Meng Shaoting gestured for the doctor to go out and sat in front of her. He held her hand and slowly said: "I wonder if there will be a way."
"Women dress for those who like them." Jingwen laughed coldly and withdrew his hand from his palm. "Therefore, there is no need."
His palm was empty, as if his heart had also gone empty. These days, he had seen too much of her cold face, and it was fortunate that he did not leave. Now that she was still like this, he was actually annoyed in his heart: "There's no need, I'm in charge! I just want you to get more and more beautiful for my sake. "
Quiet And Steadfast did not make a sound, but the sneer on his face grew deeper. If he wanted to waste his efforts, he would do as he said. Let him.
"Wait a moment, I'll get the servants to clean up and we'll be discharged. It's a good thing that we'll be discharged, so don't give me a hard time today, okay?" Seeing her like that, and seeing the red scar on her forehead, his heart softened. He sat down next to her and gently put his arm around her shoulders: "I'll take you to eat a big meal, hmm? What do you want to eat? "
Knowing that it was as if he was a motionless puppet, Meng Shaoting felt disinterested, so he simply lowered his head and took her hand as he looked at her carefully: "You like to play the piano, I got some people to buy you the best one, when you get back, you can play the zither everyday."
"I'll never play the piano again." Quiet And Steadfast removed his hand, but there was a faint scar on his frozen heart.
"The nail is still split. Don't move, let me cut it for you." He took a pair of sharp scissors from a nearby table and held her hand in his palm, carefully cutting off her jagged nails.