The car was galloping along the wide asphalt road. I don't know when, sporadic light rain floated in the sky. The winter rain was lingering and passionate, like a lover's warm hand touching the whole earth. Shu meipin mako
Looking ahead, Xie Zhenting's brows furrowed tightly, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his gaze toward the front was strangely firm.
In the mottled light and shadow, the car moved all the way.
Mo Feng.
When the heart slid over the name, the heart suddenly felt severe pain.
It was a reaction that hadn't occurred for a long time, like a huge boulder in my heart, and it hurt people to feel suffocating.
Amid a harsh brake sound, the car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and Tse Ting panted with unprecedented pain.
It turns out that heartache can't kill people, it just makes people feel painful.
He lay there, after a long, long time, he slowly raised his head. The ugly face just now seemed to have disappeared a lot, restarted the engine, and the car galloped forward through the rain and fog.
The cemetery in the middle of the night looked even more eerie and terrifying. The sudden arrival of Xie Zhenting shocked the guards of the tomb. He in black clothes was more like Shura who came to hell to claim his life in the night when he couldn't see his fingers.
The door of the cemetery was slowly opened, and Xie Zhenting slowed down as much as possible, as if he was afraid of waking up the undead who were still resting. He went all the way and finally stopped in front of a tombstone.
On the photograph of the tombstone, the girl was smiling.
"Xiao Feng, I came to see you, is it cold there? Remember to wear more clothes."
Leaning on the stone tablet and sitting down, he murmured, the rain and mist wet his hair, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and then took a deep breath. In the rising smoke, he slowly closed. Closed eyes.
At night, it was so quiet, only the sound of "shashasha..." made by the wind blowing through the pine forest, the earth was empty, and the night was like a big open hand covering all this.
Finally, a cigarette burned out.
Touching the cold stone tablet, Xie Zhenting slowly stood up, and after a deep glance, he turned and walked out.
The wind blows gently and gently;
The rain fell quietly and quietly.
In the rain and fog, everything is immersed in the vast night.
The silver-gray Mercedes-Benz galloped forward through the rain and fog.
**, Ruan Qingqing still lay there quietly in the original posture, looking straight at the ceiling, her face without waves.
As the light and shadow flowed, the meager morning light shot in through the thin curtains.
Its daybreak.
At this moment, the sound of the door opening came from downstairs.
Closing her eyes, she pretended that she was asleep, but the trembling eyelashes still betrayed her heart.
Now, she was so disgusted to see that man.
The man who pushed her into hell.
With a whole body of coolness, Xie Zhenting gently pushed open the bedroom door, looking at the eyebrows that were tightened even in his sleep, a silent sigh slowly escaped from his lips.
He tiptoedly walked to the bed and gently pulled up the quilt that had slipped to his chest. He just looked at her like this, unconsciously he also lost his senses.
The time passed by, holding her breath, Ruan Qingqing suddenly felt that her heart could not be restrained and jumped wildly, and her eyelashes were shaking more severely. She took a deep breath, and she slowly opened it. Opened his eyes.
It seemed that she had not expected that she would suddenly open her eyes, and Xie Zhenting was stunned.
The four eyes intersected like this, but the next moment, they turned their heads away at the same time.
"Tonight, as long as you can help me get the 2 billion financial support of the Nangong Consortium, I will let you go."
For a long time, Xie Zhenting said softly, his voice calm without a trace.
"it is good"
Looking at the distance hollowly, Ruan Qingqing responded in a low voice.
The huge space fell into deathly silence again, and the rain that had fallen all night finally stopped when the sky was bright, and a ray of sunlight shone through the thick dark clouds to the earth.
"I will come to pick you up in the evening, and I will have the clothes delivered in the afternoon."
After saying this, Zhen Ting Xie turned and walked away, his back looked endlessly lonely.
With his eyes still fixed in the unknown distance, Ruan Qingqing swallowed hard, a strange feeling slowly surging in his heart.
After tonight, she can finally escape from the sea of suffering.
just…
When Nangong Shaoqian's shadow flashed in his mind, the initial joy was replaced by worry.
Is that man really willing to fulfill himself
Thinking of this, her eyebrows frowned slightly.
At this moment, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and the melodious music ringtones echoed in the quiet space.
When she picked it up, she exhaled a long breath, but finally pressed the answer button.
"Hey, auntie, what's the matter?"
She asked faintly, moved her body slightly, still having a tearing pain.
"Oh, I'm at your door, but no one opened the doorbell after pressing for a long time. Are you not at home?"
Yan Fang's voice came from the microphone, with a faint smell of eagerness.
"I have changed places, I have long since stopped living there."
Holding the microphone tightly, Ruan Qingqing whispered, his voice resembling a whisper.
"Qingqing, look at you kid, why don't you tell your aunt when you change places? Where are you now? I'll go over and look for you right away."
Yan Fang's voice came from the microphone again, along with the sound of the car engine starting.
"It's a little inconvenient for me now. If you see what's going on, just talk on the phone."
Turning around, Ruan Qingqing looked straight out the window, where the sun rose little by little.
"Okay, I said it."