Darkness suddenly fell across the room, and she saw his eyes shining like a wild beast in the darkness.
Her chin was pinched hard, and his breath sprayed on her face. She used to like this light mint smell very much, and even after he left her home, she would sleep hugging the pillow he used.
"So anxious to find Lao Liu?" His breath lingered dangerously.
She looked at him without fear, "Yes."
"You like him that much? Huh?" He increased the strength on his hands, and the sound of bones rubbing against each other filled the air.
"Xuanyuan Ye, you know where he is, right? You led him to that valley. You calculated that there would be an avalanche and deliberately led him in." She finally understood and understood this man's trick.
.
He did not deny it, and smiled coldly in the darkness: "How many more despicable things have you seen than this? How many times have you seen when Lao Liu was cruel? How many scenes of people cannibalizing have you seen?"
She looked at him speechlessly, feeling that he had become so strange in an instant, or that this was the real him.
She cares about Xiaofeng, but she also humbly hopes that his sins will be reduced. She doesn't want to see them killing each other and losing their humanity.
Boil the beans and burn the pods, and the beans weep in the axe.
They are born from the same roots, so why be too hasty in fighting each other?
The little fire in my heart finally swayed with the wind, leaving only a weak flame trembling slightly.
His hand suddenly slid along her chin to her ankle, pinched and pressed on it, and only heard a crisp sound. Zhong Yuxi was in pain as if her strength had been suddenly taken away from her whole body, and cold sweat ran down her smooth forehead.
Big drops slid down.
He was so cruel that he even pulled the joints of her ankle bones out of place.
Zhong Yuxi gritted her teeth, unable to support her body, and fell down on the bed.
He squatted in front of the bed, gently held her face, kissed her cheek, and whispered: "Xixi, you can't go anywhere, you are mine. No one can take you away.
, only I can have you."
Her heart seemed to be bleeding, and with a clear sound, Zhong Yuxi slowly closed her eyes: "What do you mean by possession? It's just something you like. You can't put it down because it's new. Once you meet someone you like more,
, you will abandon it without hesitation."
She opened her eyes and looked into his deep pupils, "Xuanyuan Ye, you have never known yourself. You are just a villain, a hypocrite, and a beast who likes the new and hates the old, and will do whatever it takes to get the country."
Snap!
Before he finished speaking, he already received a slap on the face.
There was a burning pain on my cheek, and there was warm blood sliding across the corner of my mouth.
His hand was still in the air. After a long time, he seemed to react and suddenly hugged her tightly, his voice a little panicked: "Xixi, does it hurt? Does it hurt?"
You’ve been numb for a long time, haven’t you? Zhong Yuxi!
This man brings you pain again and again, until you are covered with bruises. He may care about you, but you can't bear this kind of care, and you don't want to.
She stopped talking and her voice became cold: "Xuanyuan Ye, do you know what you destroyed with this slap? What you destroyed was all the possibilities for me to fall in love with you! Zhong Yuxi will treat you from now on...
Heartbroken!"
As if hearing the cruelest sentence, his hand gripped her shoulders tightly, almost embedded in her flesh. The two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds. The light in his eyes dimmed inch by inch, and finally
Standing up, his voice was as cold as ice: "Stop making excuses for why you want to be with Lao Liu. Besides, I can tell you now that he can't come back, ever."
The desperate sound of the door closing was heard. Zhong Yuxi bit the quilt on her body and forced back the tears in her eyes.
Zhong Yuxi, don’t cry, don’t cry!
She said this to herself over and over again, but the tears still flowed down unsatisfactorily, and all the painful and happy memories were pouring out like a flood.
"Zhong Yuxi, are you illiterate?"
He held her hand and taught her how to write stroke by stroke under the lamp. There was a pair of shadows printed on the wall, which reminded her of the two words "Biying."
She looked up at him, his chin was pointed and reflected the smooth arc in the light.
At that moment, a small kind of happiness rippled in my heart.
Maybe he had never been serious about her. From beginning to end, this was a play she directed and acted in. She thought of herself as the heroine in the play, imagining happiness and perfection.
Wake up from the dream, everything is over!
The flame that was barely holding on finally extinguished and turned into a puddle of ashes.
There are noisy cars and people outside.
Zhong Yuxi didn't dare to move. As long as she tried to exert force, the pain in her ankle was excruciating.
Coupled with the discomfort caused by freezing all night, I gradually fell into a deep sleep.
While sleeping, there was a sudden coolness on her ankles, as if wind oil essence had been applied on them. Then her feet were gently dragged up, and some acupuncture points were clicked, causing her to fall into a deeper sleep.
I opened my eyes suddenly and saw that the room was empty, and the curtains beside the window were floating slightly with the wind blowing in from the window gap.
I moved my injured foot and it didn't hurt anymore.
She sat up and pinched her ankle with her hands. At some point, the detached bones were reattached, and wound medicine was applied to the red and swollen area.
Not caring that she had not put on her shoes yet, she hurriedly jumped out of bed and ran to the window, suddenly opening the curtains.
Under the dim street light, there was a vague figure standing. At this time, the sharp eyes seemed to be looking at her through the flying snowflakes. A smile spread from the corner of the mouth, and in a flash, the person disappeared.
"Xiao Feng."
Regardless of the pain in her feet, Zhong Yuxi threw on a cotton coat and ran downstairs to the streetlight outside the gate. There were not even any footprints on the thick snow, so there could be no one there.
She looked around, searching, her footsteps messing up the snow.
There was no mistake. Although the person she saw just now was very blurry, the tall figure and the aloofness without a trace of dust must be him.
If he is fine, why doesn't he come back? Is he hiding from something?
Did he pretend to be dead on purpose?
But what was his purpose in pretending to be dead?
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and there is a huge conspiracy hidden behind this vast expanse, and black waves cover it up one after another.
Zhong Yuxi clutched her chest tightly. She seemed to be sitting on the shore watching the huge waves, or she seemed to be sucked into the depths of the huge waves and had difficulty breathing.
A hand suddenly rested on her shoulder, and she felt her heart suddenly rise to her throat, her whole body stiffened and she dared not move.