Chapter 130: Your Fingertips Rub My Wounds (1)

All her strength seemed to have been exhausted at that moment, and the fight with Yu Lingxuan was like a game of life and death, she had done her best during the war, and she didn't want to leave her behind, but at the moment when the flag died down, she suddenly felt like she was exposed. Jilin not only provides you with free reading online, but also can download txt for free to read locally

The whole body is weak like a kite hanging in the air, trying to fly higher, but forgetting that everything seems to be in the hands of the line, between pulling, it wants you to be high, you are high into the sky, it wants you to be low, you fall to the ground.

There was a faint pain between her eyebrows, like a fire, burning her disguised strength, and the kiss he casually landed on her eyebrows in the morning became the ironic punishment at this moment, hot as a cannon brand, and it hurt every time I thought about it.

It turned out that the string of the kite had always been in his hands, and if he wanted her to be happy, she would be happy, and if he wanted her to be sad, she would be sad, but his joys, sorrows, and sorrows had never changed because of her existence, five years ago, and five years later.

The messy hair hung down lightly in front of her eyes, blocking the unknown vision, she opened her eyelashes and looked forward, but there was an annoying mist there, she smiled hard to show herself, who made you stupid, who made you stupid?

She seems to have made a different decision from the moment she decided to see Yu Lingxuan, she will never back down, she will never admit defeat, unless he orders her to withdraw from this battle of love, otherwise, even if she is physically and mentally burned, she has no regrets.

It's a pity that she was wrong, she thought that this mortal resistance was to protect him and them, she thought that she could protect and care for her by herself, but she didn't know that in this love, there was only her, only the ridiculous herself.

It wasn't until she entered the villa that her phone rang like crazy, and she suddenly remembered that she forgot the driver who was waiting there, and she ran back by herself, she apologized in a low voice, but heard the driver say over there: "Miss Chu, you're fine, go out today, and don't want me to send it to your destination, I'm afraid that you are in danger, and I can't explain it to Mr. Ou when the time comes, and then Mr. Ou just asked me to tell you that he will go out for a few days." ”

Xiao Mao gently bit her slipper, she lowered her body and stroked its head, it licked the back of her hand with its tongue in court, and the hand was suddenly wet.

She couldn't help but think that for him, maybe she was no different from Xiao Mao, the same had to bow down to him, the same to be favored by him, the same to watch him go out, the same to wait for him to come back, she wanted to say, you don't have to explain to him, because he may not care, but in the end just said: "I know." ”

The driver agreed and hung up.

In the early summer, he said to Xiao Mao: "Are you well-behaved?

She held it in her arms, and the scorpion instantly felt the warmth of her body, and drilled into the crook of her arm, and she hugged it tightly, and slowly stood in front of the big glass window, with her shallow figure on it, and she said, "Do you please your master?"

This time, this sentence was asked by herself, Xiao Mao licked her face excitedly, the tip of her tongue was cold, but it was no match for her cold tears.

The throat was hot and painful, she put down Xiaomao, opened the refrigerator and drank a glass of ice water urgently, but she felt that it was even more hot, and even the whole person was about to burn.

Dizzy and couldn't open her eyes, she walked upstairs with difficulty, and fell on the bed without caring about changing clothes, she thought, if Ou Jinyu saw it, she would be furious, he was so clean, but she didn't have the strength to get up, and she moved the corners of her mouth indifferently, it wasn't the first time she didn't meet his heart anyway, it wasn't as good as he wanted.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already a twilight, the pain in her throat was still there, and even worse, the bones of her whole body seemed to be scattered and reorganized together, twisting in no order, the pain was hers, but her body was like someone else, and she didn't listen to her at all.

The scorching breath of the exhalation made her sad, and she fell asleep again in a dazed voice, until the phone next to the bed kept ringing, and she struggled for a long time before picking it up, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hey??????"

William on the other side of the phone asked her anxiously: "Early summer, where have you been these days? I don't answer the phone, if you don't answer again, Jasmine will call the police." ”

Chu Xia listened to him roaring on the other end of the phone suspiciously, and then she suddenly realized that she was afraid that she had been asleep for many days, and she said bitterly: "I?????? Probably fell asleep. ”

William suddenly asked, "Are you sick?" Don't move, I'll go over now." ”

Chu Xia wanted to say no, but he had already hung up the phone, and after a while, he heard Xiao Mao's hostile cry and William's knock on the door, she gritted her teeth, stumbled downstairs, and fell down as soon as she opened the door.

The man picked her up with an arrow, slowly hugged her on the sofa, touched her head with his hand, and said very dissatisfiedly: "What is Ou Jinyu doing, why is there no one here when you are sick?"

Chu Xia fell on the sofa, unable to speak, just crying vigorously, silently, without a sound at all, even the slight opening and closing of the wings of his nose, stubbornly refused to make a single sound, so that even William couldn't help but sigh.

William carefully fed her water, took medicine, and watched her temperature gradually go down before leaving with confidence, but said at the door: "I will send Jasmine to see you in two days, she is much better, and I miss you very much." ”

By the time I saw Jasmine, it was already a week later, and during this period, Ou Jinyu had no news, except that William would bring her something to eat, and no one thought of her.

In the early summer, the body slowly got better, but most of the people lost weight, and the clothes that originally fit were much wider.

She looked at the computer quietly, inside was the email that Jiang Yumo had just sent, she was silent, he actually helped her revise the paper, and all followed her writing style, the whole work was leakless, Rao herself couldn't see any clues, what impressed her even more was that the style was hers, but the level was much higher than hers, and even the choice of words and sentences was flawless.

She was stunned, but when she opened the second email, her heart suddenly suffocated, he actually won the opportunity for her to publish papers in authoritative music magazines, she knew that it was more difficult to publish papers in these national music journals than to ascend to the sky, but he said lightly: "You can publish papers in these journals, not to mention the research institute, I am afraid that it is enough to compete for an associate professor??????

The corners of her eyes were slightly moist, how much did this man want her to owe him, and how much he owed him, he had done so much, but he acted like a gesture, and at the end he didn't forget to remind her, "You'd better match the pictures and videos of Japanese music, so that when the paper is presented, it may be more convincing." ”

Only then did she remember the music materials that she had left aside for a long time, and she took out the DV player from the storage room, connected the data cable to the computer, and the videos were matched with the corresponding text.

She was busy in the dark, until William brought White Jasmine, and then took a breath to chat with White Jasmine.

Bai Jasmine's face was much better, but her expression was faint, without the original vividness, and even her smile at others seemed to limit her proportions, just a shallow stroke, and before she could catch the slightest warmth, it had cooled down the temperature.

Chu Xia just looked at her sullenly, but she didn't know what to say, but she asked first, "What repertoire have you been rehearsing lately?"

In early summer, he replied: "A while ago, I went back to the Chinese Orchestra for a while, where I was rehearsing Mr. Liu Wenjin's Great Wall, but I will return to the orchestra next week, because Jiang Yumo's newly written movement is about to start rehearsals??????"

She suddenly stopped her mouth, not sure if Jiang Yumo's three words had become a wound that Bai Jasmine couldn't let go.

Bai Jasmine was very calm, but when she heard Jiang Yumo's three words, her eyelids jumped suddenly, she looked down at her fingers, rubbing them back and forth, faster and faster, until they were red and swollen abnormally, she stopped, and said without warning: "What do you smell?"

"What?" asked Hatsu in confusion.

Bai Jasmine gently leaned into her ear, and her voice was as small as a singing voice, "I smell the smell of that bad guy on my body, it can't disappear, it will stay in my body forever!"

Her voice penetrated the heart defense that had been built up with great difficulty in early summer, and the pain was deep and buried, and at this moment, everything collapsed, and she was powerless to remember the past, but she had to face the injuries that Jasmine had suffered.

Her back was soaked in an instant, and the coldness passed through the flesh and bones to her internal organs, and she avoided saying, "I'll take a shower??????

It seems that only the flow of water can completely wash away the damage that he brought to White Jasmine, and in early summer, he rubbed his skin and flesh vigorously, as if he was venting his anger, as if only in this way could he empathize with the pain of White Jasmine.

She didn't know how long she had been washing, her hair dripping back into the living room, but she had long since disappeared from the figure of White Jasmine, and the back of the man on the rocking chair in the corner startled her.

He was facing the navy blue night, the stars were faint, and in the darkness, the faint light stretched his shadow for a long time.

She tentatively walked over to look at him, and saw that he looked very tired with his eyes closed, one hand slumped on his leg, while the other was clutching the armrest of the rocking chair, and the joints of his fingers were slightly white.

She asked softly, "Are you back?"

He didn't answer, and if it weren't for the slight sound of the rocking chair, she would have thought he was asleep.

She crouched down, hesitated for a moment and then reached out, her fingers gently caressing his face, he seemed to be much thinner, the lines of his face appeared more hard, she slid down his chin, slowly resting on his chest.

His powerful heartbeat rang under her palm, and the scorching heat slowly connected the two of them, as if all the suspicions had faded away in her heart, and for the first time she leaned on him so willfully, letting her wet hair soak his chest.

Her cold fingertips brushed his cheeks, making him feel a pinprick pain, and he moved slightly.

She slowly raised her head, and saw that the eyes that were still closed just now suddenly opened and looked at her steadily, and the light in her eyes dimmed as soon as she bloomed, and the color of her eyes became darker and darker, like the sea water in a quiet night, as deep as ink.

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