Who holds my hand and eliminates my loneliness for half my life; who kisses my eyes and covers my wandering for half my life; who caresses my face and comforts my sorrow for half my life; who holds my shoulders and drives me out of silence for my whole life; who,
You can understand my intention, so that I have no regrets in this life. I, holding your hand, will share your life's hardships; I, my kissing eyes, will give you a lifetime of affection. I, holding your jade hand, will receive everything you have in this life; I, caressing you
Show off your neck to protect you from the wind and rain in this life. -------- BY Leng Xiao
Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for several years, she actually changed her appearance, changed her surname, and even married someone else, and that person happened to be cold.
He thought of many ways to punish her. He wanted her to remember deeply that she was his slave, his woman, and could only surrender to him.
But...she died...she actually died.
Ye Hen suddenly laughed, covering his face with one hand and laughing non-stop. He didn't stop laughing until the car hit the guardrail of the road with a bang, but he lay on the steering wheel without moving for a long time.
Cars kept passing by, and the brown glass prevented them from seeing clearly what was going on in the car, and they could only feel sorry for the broken front of the car.
The car lights outside the window came on and off, flashing back and forth, until the phone at hand rang.
"Emperor Ling, where are you? I heard that you and Leng Xiao met." Qin Shaowei's voice came in a panic from the other end of the phone.
Ye Hen did not answer, but slowly sat up from his seat. His eyes seemed to be dipped in thick ink, very deep and deep, and his voice returned to its usual calmness.
"Find out right away who took her body away."
There was no response for a long time. Just when Ye Hen was about to become impatient, Qin Shaowei said softly: "It's Lin, he... escaped."
Ye Hen was silent for a moment, and his narrow eyes suddenly became fierce and hot: "Find him at all costs. I will cut open his chest to see how courageous he is."
"Yes." Qin Shaowei hung up the phone and couldn't help but let out a long sigh in his heart: "Brother, it was you who pushed yourself to death."
**********
Leng Xiao's car was still abandoned on the road, and he was not in the mood to take a taxi, so he just walked all the way back.
The cold wind at night blew through his clothes, and he seemed not to feel the cold at all. The same blurry shadow appeared in his head.
"Woof, woof."
A familiar cry came, and he raised his tired eyes and saw Carter squatting at the gate. His hair was messy in the wind, but his eyes were still bright.
He suddenly remembered that when his father passed away many years ago, he squatted in front of his father's tombstone like this for three days and three nights.
He walked over and sat down next to it. His whole body was like a deflated rubber ball, extremely decadent.
Carter rubbed his head against his leg, as if he wanted to give him some warmth. He put his arms around it and whispered: "She left, went to a far away place, and will never come back again."
As if it understood what he said, it lowered its head and whimpered for a while.
"I should obviously be happy, but why..." He clutched his heart: "It hurts so much here."
Carter lowered his head and remained silent.
"She must have hated me when she left. I never treated her well, and I even drove her into the servant's room."
"If I hadn't told her that day that she could leave after giving birth to the child, tell me, she wouldn't have fallen down the stairs, and if she hadn't fallen, she wouldn't have died."
"She hates me. I know she must hate me."
Leng Xiao thought he was crazy to sit here and talk to himself with a dog.
Two guards ran over and shined their flashlights. When they saw the cold face of the man sitting here wearing only a black shirt, they couldn't help but change their expressions in surprise.
"Master Leng, it's so cold outside, why don't you go inside?"
Leng Xiao glanced at them blankly and stood up, his tall back visibly swaying.
Carter followed him, his tail hanging down in a bad mood.
"It seems that Mr. Leng's wife is dead." A security guard dared to whisper after seeing the figure walking away.
"You mean the young lady of our Leng family, the woman who never leaves home?" Another security guard asked in surprise.
"I also heard what Dawei from the day shift said. He was the one who sent the person to the hospital. It was said that he was bleeding heavily."
"What a pity. In fact, Young Madam is a very nice person. She is always polite to everyone. She is just a bit ugly, but she is really nice to Young Master Leng."
"Young Master Leng is unlucky, right? Look at him, he looks like he has lost his soul. I have worked here for so many years and I have never seen him so lost."
"People don't know how to cherish until they die. What's the use?"
"that is."
The sighs of the two turned into a shallow wisp in the dark night and disappeared with the sound of the wind.
The lights in the living room were bright, and both Ma Liu and Axiu had red and swollen eyes.
"Master, you are back." Ma Liu hurriedly wiped her eyelids and tried to squeeze out a smile to greet him. She saw Leng Xiao with a dirty head and dirty face. One of the buttons of his shirt was missing, and he was in such a mess that he was only connected by a thread.
, he looked like a general who had lost a defeated battle, his whole body was covered with an aura of decadence.
She felt distressed and said quickly: "I'm going to get you some bath water. It's such a cold day, so don't freeze."
Leng Xiao moved to the living room on the sofa without saying a word, and Carter lay beside his legs with his head drooped.
"Axiu." He suddenly said, "Come here."
After hearing this, Axiu quickly put down the food she was heating, wiped the water on her apron twice, walked quickly over and stood by the coffee table, and said in a timid voice: "Master, you called me?"
"Did she say something when she left?" It was a simple sentence, but it took a long time to say it from Leng Xiao's mouth. Every word was like a heavy hammer pressing hard on the base of his tongue.
Axiu's eyes turned red again, "Young Mistress..." Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, she immediately stared nervously at Leng Xiao's reaction. Seeing that he was not displeased, she continued: "Young Mistress, there was no one at that time.
She lost her strength, so she didn’t say anything.”
A bitter smile slowly overflowed from the corners of her lips: She still hated him in the end, so she was stingy with even a word to him. She went like that, but left the cruelest thing to him. She wanted to let him bear this burden.
She blames herself and will never be able to turn around for the rest of her life. She is so cruel.
Axiu felt secretly happy when she saw Leng Xiao's devastated expression. No one was closer than her, blocking Qiu Mo's pain more, so the resentment that had been suppressed in her heart seemed to suddenly open up at this time.
I opened a valve and gurgled out, extremely refreshing.