Holding his tired and cold body, he walked out of Yan Haotian's courtyard, standing at the intersection, not knowing where he should go? The sun pierced his eyes so much, I don't know if it was crying or the sun was too strong, looking around the street scene here, there was no beauty, no warmth, only endless coldness, endless disgust. Is it right for me to choose to bear all this in the first place, and whether I have thought about myself in the end, even if it is a penny; tears flow unconsciously, where are I going, is that home still home? Is the person of that family still human? I can even sell my family affection for the sake of profit, what else can I trust in this world? Xue'er walked aimlessly on the cold street, the whole person was trembling, it seemed that everything around him was cold, even the air, and he was almost unable to breathe.

Unconsciously, Xue'er still walked to the Lin family, standing at the door and looking at this place called home, what he has always been nostalgic for is this house or what? Because in addition to the parents who once lived here, because there was once a taste that belonged to them, there were memories that belonged to them, and there was a warmth that belonged to them in their childhood......

"Mom and Dad, is it right for Xue'er to do this? Doesn't it say that you should treat everyone kindly? Doesn't it say don't hate others? Doesn't it say that you try to forgive others? Doesn't it mean that as long as you are strong and work hard, everything will be fine? I don't know who taught me this, but why didn't anyone teach me to live selfishly for myself and live for myself......"

Strictly clenched his fists, gritted his teeth slightly, watched Xue'er squatting on the ground and crying, the lonely back deeply pierced Strict's heart, how much did that strong soul have to endure?

The sky gradually began to drizzle, the drizzle was mixed with a cool and majestic wind, blowing over the two people on the road, no one moved, but they all quietly felt the intimacy and comfort of the drizzle breeze, and the crying person suddenly became quiet, maybe it was the comfort of the breeze, maybe it was the kiss of the drizzle, which made the guardian feel relieved, and at the same time looked at her with red eyes and distress.

The drizzle wet Xue'er's coat, strictly and slowly approached, took off his coat and slowly propped it up to her head, shielding her from a little wind and blocking a little drizzle;

"Why did you show up so late this time? Why wasn't that person you? I had already lost my armor and was covered in devastation before the battle began. "Blood is a little hysterical and aggrieved.

I don't know what happened to her that night, but she seems to be really hurt, and she has never seen that desperate look in her eyes, what happened?

Suddenly, Xue'er staggered to his feet, his feet were slippery, and he reached out strictly to hold it gently, and Xue'er shook off his strictly held hands. Then he walked into the door of the Lin family without looking back, and strictly watched the blood limp in, and the pain in his heart filled his entire heart, and the pain was so real, real......

Only Zhang's mother and a few servants were cleaning at home, preparing noon food, and Xue'er stepped into the living room sloppily, looking at the cold home, and walked upstairs with empty eyes. Zhang's mother hurriedly ran over, looked at Xue'er, and suddenly felt a pain in her heart, "Miss, why did you come back, why is this body so wet, hurry up and change your clothes," and then stroked Xue'er upstairs as she spoke, and then turned back to the gang and said, "Hurry up and cook ginger and brown sugar water." ”

Helping Xue'er take off the soaked clothes on her body, she saw the wound on Xue'er's arm at once, Zhang's mother paused, and her eyes suddenly reddened, "Zhang's mother would rather never see Miss again, and I don't want you to go back to this home," Zhang's mother looked at Xue'er's distressed one-handed caress Xue'er's emaciated cheeks and felt a little distressed, she knew that in this home full of interests, the innocent Miss was injured, and from the day she came back, Miss fell into the trap they designed, and today Miss is covered in bruises, and she is not the happy and innocent Miss she used to be. Zhang's mother cried distressedly and said: "Miss, don't be too kind, people can only bloom for themselves once in this life, if you lose it, you can't be happy." ”

Xue'er listened to Zhang's mother's words, felt a pain in her heart and slowly walked to the bathroom, Zhang's mother looked at Xue'er's emaciated back, and wiped her tears in distress.

Standing in front of the mirror and looking at the bruises on his body and the purple kiss marks, the scenes of last night were replaying in my mind like a movie, stinging the heart of the blood, dripping with blood......

Xue'er fell into the wide bath, the wounds on his body, the wounds in his heart, it seemed that the whole soul was tired, Xue'er closed his eyes quietly, the heartache was so unforgettable, so real, relatives, there was no more......

After drinking the ginger brown sugar water sent by Zhang's mother, Xue'er lay on the bed and fell asleep tiredly, and Zhang's mother carefully lit a lavender-scented candle next to her, just for Xue'er to sleep more peacefully.

In the afternoon, Yan Haotian was working on documents in the office, and received a notice from Anna that Lin Tianci was looking for him, Yan Haotian condensed his face and then let people in.

"President Yan, why has the building materials cooperation case that I promised to be given to me been canceled again?" Lin Tianci came in and asked Yan Haotian straight to the point.

Yan Haotian still looked at the document carefully, and finally stayed on the data in the middle of the document, frowned slightly, then closed the file gently, closed his eyes a little tiredly, rubbed the bridge of his nose, exhaled lightly, and then opened his eyes and looked at Lin Tianci. "If I'm not mistaken, your planning and evaluation can't meet my requirements, so how can you cooperate? I said, I only gave you a chance and didn't say that I would do it for you, right?" Yan Haotian said coldly, and Lin Tianci's heart was a little colder when he listened.

Yan Haotian still didn't really help himself, Lin Tianci clenched his fists angrily, "But shouldn't President Yan put pressure on my company, didn't we say okay, as long as I marry my daughter to you, you won't target my company?" Lin Tianci really said regardless of a man's self-esteem.

Yan Haotian got up from the swivel chair and came to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking into the distance with some irritation, and the injured eyes of the woman in the morning flashed in his heart, what kind of person is she, why do you vaguely feel that she is completely different from these people in the Lin family?

Lin Tianci's phone was vibrating, Lin Tianci took out the phone and picked it up angrily, "Hey......"

"Master, Miss Xue'er has a fever and is now in the hospital, do you want to come and have a look. Zhang's mother's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yan Haotian listened to the anxious voice on the other end of the phone, and looked into the distance with a cold eye.

"I don't have time, isn't there you there, accompany her to get rid of the fever before coming back. Lin Tianci hung up the phone with some irritation.

Yan Haotian exhaled slightly, his eyes flickered slightly, "A person who doesn't even care about his daughter's illness, how can I have the confidence to hand over the cooperation case to an irresponsible person like you?"

Yan Haotian walked to the desk and pressed the speakerphone, and Anna walked in and bowed slightly to Yan Haotian, "President." ”

"Prepare for the next meeting. Yan Hao said coldly.

Lin Tianci looked at Yan Haotian so coldly, the anger rising in his heart couldn't be released, he clenched his fists and glared at Yan Haotian fiercely, then turned around and walked out.

hospital

Strictly sat in front of the bed and looked at Xue'er's weak sleeping face, there was a trace of pain on his slightly pale face, Strict really couldn't think of what made Xue'er so unbearable overnight, looking at the kind and strong Xue'er in the past, even if he replaced the family's transaction, he didn't feel dead at all. But the unstable sleeping face, the slight frowning brows made Yan Yan feel distressed, because he was uneasy, and no one listened to the phone, so he ran to her door to guard, thinking that she would come out of it like an angel, but I didn't expect to see that heartbroken blood, such heartache, so want to grasp;

Yumi hurriedly asked while looking for Xue'er's ward, "Xue'er," Yumi pushed open the door and called Xue'er.

Strictly turned his head and put his index finger against his lips to signal Yumi to make a quieter voice, Yumi frowned slightly, his eyes were distressed and questioned, and he walked to Xue'er's bed gently, looking at Xue'er's pale sleeping face, and then turned his head to look at Yan, "What the hell is going on? How can this be?" Yumi shook Xue'er's hand lightly in distress, so cold, and then gently put it into the quilt. Strictly stood up and walked out, Yumi glanced at Strict and then looked at Xue'er distressedly, helped Xue'er tuck the quilt and looked at Xue'er deeply for a while, and then walked out with Strict.

Standing strictly in the hallway, with his hands in the pockets of his white coat, leaning his head against the white wall. Yumi also leaned against the wall, loosened her tie in annoyance, and then unbuttoned two buttons, "Say, what's wrong with her?"

"I don't know. Strictly said lightly.

"After I dealt with the affairs of country F, I heard from Miki that Xue'er was hospitalized. ”

"She had a fever caused by an infection in the wound and then burned into pneumonia," Strict sighed and continued, "This wound seems to be really hard to heal, it has been pulled apart and healed, it has been pulled apart and healed, it has been pulled apart and healed, and now it is really impossible to use this arm of hers," Strict said lightly, as if he was talking to Yumi about his business.

"Will it be a long time?" asked Yumi again, distressed.

"You say, isn't it the same for people, who will fall one day after being hurt again and again, right?" Strict was still talking, as if asking Yumi, as if asking himself and as if he was feeling heartache for Xue'er.

Yumi's eyes flickered slightly, and she looked at Yan Yan without speaking, and then looked at the figure on the bed in the ward, and there was a vague question in her heart.