Watch Poisonous Marriage: President Leng's Runaway Wife Chapter 138 Chu Tian When she opened her eyes in early summer, she was surrounded by a snow-white patch, and there was nothing left in her mind, except for the sharp brake, was she dead? But in the next second, a strange thought was born for no reason, it was good to die, it would be a hundred if she died, but what did she want to end, maybe the moth-eaten bite in her heart was more clear than her chaotic mind, and the heart-wrenching but heart-rending heart was still there, and it was still hurting. 【n Look】

She raised her hand, it turned out that she could still move, she stroked her forehead, it turned out that she was not only full of limbs, even this little spiritual head was resolutely standing on her shoulder, it turned out that even death was not so easy.

When a person comes to the end of his life, he finally leaves behind a long breath, like a sigh, more like the last relief in the world, until that moment will understand that the entanglement of this life, the hardships of a life is finally over, and from then on he is truly liberated, transcendent.

But she doesn't seem to have the luck of being liberated, even if she turns a thousand times, even if she is heartbroken, but the cycle of life and death seems to be far away from her, and she can't help but sigh out of nowhere.

"Awake?" the voice was light and weightless.

In the early summer, I found a piece of white flowers, there was a person hidden in a bright and dazzling daylight, he turned his back to the window, under the backlight, his face was blurred, only to see the sun did not hesitate to wrap his whole person in it, like a bright ring, early summer thought, where did he come from? Where was he hiding just now?

The man only moved, and his body did not move at all, so he stayed where he was, as if he was looking at her, and she tried to open her eyes wide, slowly adapting to the bright light around her, and after a long time in the dark, even the normal daylight became less friendly.

Only then did she understand that where the man was hiding, and the people were obviously sitting there openly, but she was not old-eyed but she was also faint and didn't see it.

The drawing board blocked half of his face, and she could only see a pair of eyes that diluted the joy and sorrow, and the extremely white hand on the drawing board, she had seen all kinds of hands, but she had never seen such beautiful and admirable fingers, as if carefully carved by the art master, the lines of each bone joint, between the retraction and release, the chiaroscuro, were completely in line with the most accurate aesthetic proportions, they did not seem to be mortal bodies, but more like the most aspiring shock of human beings in painting.

She didn't know why she was so entangled in this stranger's strange hands, but anyone who studies music is generally beautiful, even his hands are so beautiful, she was stunned for a moment, there would still be that person in her heart, even if he threw the fragments of the contract into the air in a dashing manner, even if he said that we have nothing to do with it, and told her decisively that we are cut in two, but the existence of feelings is existence, and his words will not be erased because of one of his actions.

It wasn't until the man walked up to her silently that she came back to her senses, but found that it was extremely difficult to raise her eyes or not, because the person was so close to herself, and she could smell a strange fragrance on his body without raising her eyes, but if she raised her eyes, it was an exaggeration, and the eyelashes of the two people would touch each other ambiguously, and she held her breath until he took a few steps back.

Only then did she dare to sneak a look at the man who was moving forward and retreating without saying a word, and at this point, apart from the soft, almost missable "wake up", he didn't seem to say anything, which made her wonder if he was a mute.

She slowly raised her face, but found that if he was mute, he would be a very good-looking mute, ignoring the delicate eyebrows, ignoring the soft slight lifting of the lips, ignoring the beautiful lines of the chin, ignoring everything on the skin, just the wisp of eyes that did not smile or smile, but was better than countless expressions.

He doesn't seem to be very old, but what he has in those eyes seems to be hundreds of years of vicissitudes of life, but just for a moment, he transforms into a pure air as clear as a stream, and he can't see the contamination of the world, as if he has been hidden in the mountains and forests.

She forgot all her questions, such as whether she was not dead, and even though the question was naïve, she still cared, and how she was here, and where was this place······ Her heart was beating in a panic under his overly focused gaze, and only then did she think of a crucial question, "Who are you?"

After asking in early summer, he pretended to look around without anything, only to find that no wonder he felt a piece of white flowers around him, it turned out that this was a big flower room, countless flowers piled up around him, the most striking thing was the continuous white camellia behind him like a sea of flowers, in view of Ou Jinyu's alternative memorial service last time, her body trembled reflexively, but quickly returned to normal, it turned out that they were all flowers, but they could bloom so differently, it turned out that they were all white, but they could also reflect different demeanors。

The white camellia in the sky was spitting out under the bright light, and there was no terrifying feeling of that day, she couldn't help muttering softly, "Only the deep moon can occupy the spring breeze" , not how good she is, but this white camellia is her father's favorite flower, from when she was very young, her father would always say such a poem, so that she listened to it when she was babbling, when she learned that all children should learn to be a father and mother, the first thing she would know was this sentence, although her inarticulate sentence was misleading, no one understood what she said, let alone thought of such a poem, but she herself wrote it down deeply, until today.

He smiled suddenly, and the smile was fleeting, and he didn't even notice it in the early summer when he was still in a trance.

His fingers twitched a button behind her bed, and a little later a kind uncle walked in with a large tray, "Miss, are you awake?" ”

Chu Xia just wanted to shake her head politely and thankfully, but she heard her stomach screaming and screaming, so she blushed and looked at the food on the tray, perhaps, she hadn't eaten for tens of thousands of years, maybe, it was because these things were too good-looking, she just hesitated for a short time, and then started.

"Miss, slow down, you just recovered, you can't eat so fast. The old uncle patiently persuaded her, and did not forget to ask her: "Miss, what is your surname?"

"Early summer. She said with the unswallowed pudding in her mouth, and began to regret that she didn't ask who it was, but she was known by others, and she suffered somewhat.

The uncle smiled, his mouth was still talking to her, but his eyes did not forget to pass over the young man beside him from time to time, and finally picked up a bowl of porridge under the nose of early summer and handed it to the man, early summer's face blushed even more, the food in this tray was afraid that it belonged to the two of them, but now it was completely occupied by her shamelessly.

She looked embarrassedly at the man next to her who slowly took the bowl, but he didn't seem to care, but he gently scooped the porridge with a spoon in his hand, and didn't eat it, his eyes drooped, and a row of eyelashes flickered.

"Miss Chu, you eat. When the old uncle saw that she had stopped, he began to persuade her.

She had to hurriedly fill her mouth with a spoonful of porridge, the taste of lobster porridge was unusually delicious, but she couldn't help but squirt out after her uncle finished speaking, although she knew that this was very indecent, but she really couldn't resist the old man's sentence, "If you eat it, our young master will be willing to eat it." ”

I don't even know who he is, why does it have nothing to do with me whether he eats or drinks? In early summer, she smeared the rice grains that were squirted out by her, and the rice grains that were hanging on the corners of her mouth at this time turned to look at the uncle, and the old uncle was also cleaning up the residue that she accidentally sprayed on his old face, but the man next to him didn't seem to see this scene at all, so he just calmly put a spoonful of porridge in his mouth, and then swallowed it slowly, the expression was like taking medicine, which was very rare.

She stared at the beautiful but strange face as if watching a play, until he raised his eyes and looked at herself, she smiled at him helplessly, but she didn't know what to do, she just instinctively drank another spoonful, strangely, the man also drank a spoonful, she was stunned, this is definitely a coincidence, she tremblingly picked up a piece of snack, slowly took a bite, the man also picked up a piece of the same taste of snack, Si took a bite very much, she hurriedly lost the snack, and picked up a piece of pickled duck web, he also picked up a piece, and then, what she did, he did the same, no exceptionShe broke down and threw everything on the plate, and suddenly burst into tears, which then turned into a howl.

The man stared at her with a smile, as if she was a rare thing, even the old uncle was silent, neither persuaded nor intervened, just watched her, and nodded for a long time and said: "It seems that what Dr. Lu said is right, after the car accident, people with concussions will have irregular emotional fluctuations during the recovery period, and even ups and downs like big waves, Miss Chu, why don't you take some medicine!"

When she heard him say that she had a concussion, she suddenly remembered her own questions, she struggled to hold back her crying, and asked, "I?????? I was in a car accident? Brain?????? Concussion?"

"Yes, when you committed suicide, you crashed into our young master's car, our young master saved you and went to the hospital for a check-up for several days, but fortunately you didn't have any major injuries, just some cracked ribs, and a slight concussion. Later, seeing that you were not sober, and I didn't know how to contact your family and relatives, I took you to the house, this flower room turned out to be our wife's, after the death of the wife, the young master used it as a studio, you can rest assured to live, alas, we have few people, and many people are also hot, well, the young master is worried about you, and he hasn't eaten well for many days, he said, he will eat if you eat, so Miss Chu will reluctantly eat more!"

This uncle really didn't say anything, and it was amazing, Chu Xia couldn't grasp the slightest point in his words, but he remembered that he said that she was going to commit suicide, okay, kill it, she didn't want to explain, but she also heard him say that this man he called the young master wanted to eat with her?

However, why, she didn't know who he was, and she couldn't ask her to obey him because he saved her.

The spoon over there smacked softly, "Chu Tian." ”

"Huh?"

"Didn't you ask me what my name was?"

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