Chapter 131: Your Fingertips Rub My Wounds (2)

He raised his hand, and the cold fingertips just touched the corners of her forehead, and he retracted his strength.

Early Summer watched in bewilderment as the long fingers slid down her face, not stopping, but retracting suddenly, leaving only the cold marks that seemed to be there.

Her gaze stayed on his slightly curled hand, and the faint light hit it, revealing his bulging veins, and the cyan veins bulged out, unusually clear, so that she couldn't help but want to touch it, but in the end she didn't move.

She just sank her thumb deep into the base of her ring finger, where there was a cocoon so small that she used to hold back her emotions and numb herself again and again.

Every time she was sad, every time she was disappointed, every time she saw happiness but never left, she would grind it back and forth with the tips of her remaining nails, and over the years, it became a painful memory for her, and the long armor left for studying the guqin became a weapon for her to hurt herself, but she felt happy, because the pain in her body seemed to be much stronger than the pain in her heart.

Woke up, she stroked her face, why did he wipe his fingertips last night, until now she still feels cold when she thinks about it, she couldn't help but tremble, turned to look at her side, the other side of the bed was flat and traceless, no one seemed to have slept.

Nervously getting up, there was no figure of the man up and down, she was stunned in the stairwell, he was like a cold dream, and the hallucination inserted into her heart.

Last night, he was silent to the extreme, even if he stared at her without blinking his eyelashes, even if she took the initiative to caress his lipline, even if she pillowed on his chest with the originally warm droplets of water from her hair, and the large water stains that soaked slowly became cold and biting, he was just silent.

For a moment, she even suspected that he had held her hand so tightly and smiled lovingly at her, a smile that was plain but full of warmth.

On the night of the auction, he said to her, "Do you believe me?"

Even if she hurts, she nods her head definitely, because he is proud of his character, he never wants to lose with others, even if he is wrong, he is also wrong, and he never allows himself to bow to anyone, but he surrenders to her, with a warm air that he has never had, and asks her in a low voice, although the words are simple, but the whole person has shown weakness in front of her eyes without concealment.

Only she will understand how the arrogant and arrogant treats her differently, that kind of him breaks her heart, and that kind of him makes her can't bear to let go.

She never knew that she could be so stubborn and tenacious, Yu Lingxuan was afraid that it would be her worst death in many years, but for him, she would rather be like a little beast fighting hard and resist to the death.

Perhaps, only she knows how afraid she is of her, not only because of her stupidity for a while, concealment for a while, but also because Yu Lingxuan is the death knell that rings in her heart, always reminding her of the unbearable past, she doesn't want to see it, she doesn't dare to look at it, she is afraid of looking back at the muddy road, and she is even more afraid of her cruel prophecy, one day she will lose everything she has now, lose his love, she thinks that the love she has received, even if it is just a little, she can't lose it.

The rocking chair shook softly, creaking and shattering the terrible silence between them, and he was silent, and neither was she.

Where there is silence, who has broken whose heart?

She got up, only to hear his only words of the night, his voice hoarse, "Are you sick?"

"Hmm. She stopped what she had moved away from and waited stupidly, but behind him there was no sound.

He left in a hurry, fearing that it would be nothing more than a polite contemplation, and that his cold mood was only wordlessly informing her that he had lost interest in her.

Fingers moved inexplicably, and she counted the days and nights they had been together, a year that she had never dared to hope for, and she had stayed with him for a whole year from the first three-month contract.

Another year of midsummer is coming, another year of youth is gone, her heart is flickering, next year, the year after tomorrow, the year after tomorrow, who will be by his side? Who will he hold hands with until the twilight of the crane?

Tears fell disheveledly down her shoulders, and she ran upstairs quickly, wrapping herself in a big quilt, and even in such a season, she was still shivering with cold, and she opened her lips, opening and opening, but she still did not dare to call out the name.

Ou Jinyu, Ou Jinyu, do you know how much I love you?

You don't know.

"He doesn't know your name, you're just a code??????" The teeth bite lightly on the palm, and the tooth marks fall, but I don't feel pain.

From the first day of signing the contract, she knew the relationship between him and her, but people always have countless greed, she thought that after going through so much, she could exchange his sincerity, maybe she was too conceited.

All night she waited stupidly, but he did not appear, she kept her eyes open, and did not fall asleep until dawn, and he dissipated like a dream, without words, without words, without the warmth of the old days, not even a simple farewell.

The unsightly photographs were kept at hand, and the men and women in the photographs were so compatible, his arms were familiarly encircled around her body, and the upspin at the corners of the woman's mouth seemed sweeter than honey.

She calmly looked at the man who was extremely familiar but seemed strange, perhaps, she was already his outlier, and in a year's time, he had given her more or less the grace.

The phone rang suddenly, and she rushed over hopefully, but she was so disappointed when she saw the name on the screen that she sighed softly, and her voice was so lonely that it disturbed the heart of the person on the other end of the phone.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yumo asked with concern, all her small fluctuations would involve the nerves in his whole body, seeing that she didn't want to say, he thoughtfully didn't ask, "The editor-in-chief of the magazine wants to see you, can you come out?" ”

Early Summer replied briefly, "Okay." ”

Jiang Yumo held the phone stiffly, the sweat in his hand sticky to the screen of the mobile phone, and after a while, a layer of mist floated on it, and his throat suddenly tightened, but he still didn't dare to make a mistake, just whispered: "Wait for me." ”

The car was parked in front of the villa that made him unbearable, everything here was the greatest shame in his life, and his dazed and helpless heart was deep in it with his beloved, but he had no right to do anything.

After hanging his eyes for a long time, the car door closed gently, he smiled deliberately, his whole face was like a spring breeze, and the sorrow dripping between his eyebrows was also hidden, for fear of annoying her.

Chu Xia just smiled shallowly, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.

Jiang Yumo felt a huge pain in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask, so he just started the car silently, and said for a long time: "When you see Editor-in-Chief Wang, you always have to smile!"

In early summer, she let go of her stiff face, watching Jiang Yumo Junyi's flying face slowly soften into a warm stream, she actually felt a lot calmer in her heart, it seemed that she no longer had to be suspicious, she didn't have to be humble, she didn't have to forbear, she didn't have to be accommodating, she breathed a sigh of relief, the whole person relaxed, her head tilted on the car window, and gradually became a little confused.

Jiang Yumo saw that she was getting sleepy, and he didn't bother, so he drove the car extremely smoothly with a faint smile.

On Hengshan Road, the traffic was weaving, Jiang Yumo looked at the woman in front of him with satisfaction, happiness overflowed his heart, his eyes did not want to leave her for a moment, the gaze on her body was so soft that it could melt everything, but for some reason it couldn't shake her heart, he thought, he didn't notice that the red light in front of him turned into a green light, causing a group of car horns behind him to sound wildly.

He was just about to start, when he heard a knock on the back door of the car, a man covered in blood suddenly broke into the car, he was startled, and before he could react, a sharp knife was put against his neck, and the man roared: "Drive quickly, or ??????"

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