After a crisp sound, everything seemed to freeze, and the young man who trapped her was quiet.
Song Yaoyao pushed him away violently, touched the injured place, and her hands were sticky.
"Huo Ningxi, is your brain flooded?!"
She raised her hand high, and when she wanted to slap Huo Ningxi again, a voice of astonishment and doubt came from behind her.
Huo Tian was wearing pajamas, but she was not looking for water, but for drinks. She had just finished watching the show and hadn't even fallen asleep yet.
She came over only after hearing the faint sound of something falling to the ground, accompanied by the faint sound of arguing.
As a result, I saw such a scene.
Song Yaoyao stood in front of the sofa, and there was a black shadow kneeling in front of her.
Huo Tian is nearsighted, so she squinted her eyes to identify it carefully. Although the figure is somewhat similar, Huo Yunque is thinner.
Moreover, Huo Yunque is on a business trip, so it is absolutely impossible to appear here at this time. What's more, how could Huo Yunque, who loves Song Yaoyao to the bone, argue with Song Yaoyao in the middle of the night
Then there can only be one person—
"Brother Ning Xi? No, it's not..." Huo Tian's eyes were full of question marks, and he stuttered, not knowing what to say, "You, you guys fought? What are you doing?"
"Heh." Song Yaoyao sneered, gathered her coat, turned and left without saying a word.
Huo Ningxi shivered vigorously.
If Huo Tian's sudden appearance hadn't woken him up, then Song Yaoyao's sneer was enough to make all the blood in his body pour down, like falling into an ice cellar, the bone-chilling chill.
With a slight movement, he seemed to be able to hear the clicking sound of the bones.
He stretched out his hand, stretched out his hand long, trying to grab something.
Song Yaoyao walked faster with a cold face, she passed Huo Tian and went straight upstairs.
Soon, only a 'bang' was heard, and the world became quiet.
Huo Tian looked at Huo Ningxi, who still kept stretching out his hand, lowered his head deeply, looking embarrassed.
The air seemed to be freezing little by little, and a depressing aura emanated from his body.
Huo Tian somehow felt that Huo Ningxi was pitiful.
She walked over and gently tugged on Rahoningxi's sleeve.
"Brother Ning Xi, did you recognize the wrong person? Can you still go? Shall I help you go back to your room?"
"Need not."
Huo Ningxi's hand dropped little by little, as if he had lost all his strength,
"Yes."
He pulled his lips, turned over and sat on the ground, with one long leg bent and his arm resting on top of it.
His hand was empty, and he looked at it, only to feel that the irony was stronger.
Why did he wake up so quickly? Since I did something wrong, since I can't hide it...
Then just...
Just be a little more wrong.
Huo Tian opened her mouth, looked down at Huo Ningxi in surprise.
She was silent for a while, and knelt down beside Huo Ningxi.
"Brother Ning Xi, I don't seem to understand what you mean."
What did he mean by the phrase 'no mistake'
It's not that Huo Tian didn't notice it, it's that she didn't dare to think about it.
But-
"Ah… "
Huo Ningxi shrugged his shoulders, at first it was a low smile, and then it became a big laugh.
In this dark and empty living room, it looked particularly terrifying, with silent loneliness and depression permeating the air.
Huo Tian pulled Huo Ningxi back with a trembling voice, stopping him: "Brother Ning Xi—you, stop laughing, go back to your room and rest, ah? Listen to me, okay?"
She couldn't leave Huo Ningxi here alone, and at the same time, her mind was full of doubts.
But now, Huo Tian doesn't want to know the truth at all, not at all!
At this moment, Huo Ningxi's laughter stopped abruptly.
Instead, there was dead silence.
Huo Tian had goosebumps.
Huo Ningxi smiled and turned his head. His eyes were squinted, looking at Huo Tian, as if he was looking at something through her. His eyes were dark and out of focus.
"She was supposed to be mine."
"What, what?"
"Song Yaoyao." Huo Ningxi said this sentence calmly, articulate.
Huo Tian was horrified, the blood on her little face faded instantly, she suddenly covered Huo Ningxi's mouth, and turned her head at the same time.
Not seeing Song Yaoyao or anyone else, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"You are really drunk, do you know what you are doing?"
She suddenly understood why Song Yaoyao slapped Huo Ningxi without hesitation, because she wanted to now too.
If a slap can wake him up.
Huo Ningxi smiled lowly, in the dark, he couldn't see anything clearly. Huo Tian's whole body froze suddenly, as if her hands were scalded, she bounced away.
Her palms were full of water stains.
"Brother Ning Xi..."
Huo Ningxi supported the sofa and stood up staggeringly.
"Brother Ning Xi, slow down—ah!"
The arm was suddenly held tightly by a powerful big hand, Huo Tian let out a cry of pain, feeling like his bones were about to be crushed.
The shadow above her head was thick, enveloping her.
The big brother who was familiar in the past in front of him seemed to have become someone he didn't know.
There was unwillingness, despair, and... self-loathing in his eyes.
"She should belong to my fiancee!"
Huo Tian froze in place.
After these words, Huo Ningxi took two steps back and let go of her arm. Without saying anything else, he bent down to pick up his coat, stumbled, and walked towards the door with the smell of alcohol all over his body.
"Snapped!"
Huo Tian woke up with a start, and rushed over to grab Huo Ningxi.
"Brother Ning Xi, where are you going at this point?"
She desperately went to pick the key in Huo Ningxi's hand. The moonlight outside was bright and shrouded the whole manor, like a castle in a fairy tale movie.
When hugging Huo Ningxi's waist, Huo Tian suddenly saw the clear fingerprints on Huo Ningxi's face.
He just hit himself
Song Yaoyao didn't get up the next day, but Uncle Zhang knocked on the door and no one answered, so he asked Huo Tian to help her in, only to find that she had a fever.
Liu Yu rushed over with the medicine box and saw that Song Yaoyao was so hot that her lips were chapped, so she gave her a fever-reducing injection.
He had regular eyes, and was about to put down Song Yaoyao's hand when he suddenly froze.
"Miss Song is injured?"
"What—" Before she could ask, Huo Tian suddenly realized.
She looked at Song Yaoyao's forehead, where there was a large bruise. Song Yaoyao's skin was originally white, like a newborn baby, and Huo Tian had never seen her so delicate.
It was precisely because of her delicateness and tender skin that the bruise appeared on her forehead this time, which made her look shocking.
She didn't dare to think deeply about what happened between Song Yaoyao and Huo Ningxi last night when she was not around.
Huo Tian still felt chills all over when recalling the despair emanating from Huo Ningxi's body last night.
"How did it hurt, damn it... and the forehead, it's over, it's over, Mr. will definitely be furious when he comes back."
Seeing the blood, Liu Yu slightly rolled up Song Yaoyao's sleeves, only to discover several wounds on her arms.
Some of the cuts were quite deep, and looked like they had been pierced by something.