"Young Master, can you stop doing these stupid things?"

Xu Moting's voice trembled a little, especially when he saw the bloody right hand that was smashed by him.

Li Xijue fell into Xu Moting's arms, blood flowing down his knuckles.

It was as if his soul had been drained of him, and his whole body was like a dead corpse.

I don't feel the slightest pain.

"She won't forgive me. ”

Li Xijue covered his chest, his voice trembling.

"Xu Moting, I ...... hurt here"

Xu Moting remembered in a trance that more than ten years ago, he saw Li Xijue for the first time at the funeral.

He kept a funeral hall and went out of the funeral.

Not a single tear was shed from beginning to end.

It wasn't until all the guests dispersed that he looked at Xu Moting with empty eyes and told him.

"Xu Moting, I feel distressed. ”

Xu Moting thought that he had lost everything, and he must have nothing to worry about since then.

But he couldn't prevent someone from falling into Li Xijue's heart, so that he would never forget it again.

The sound of rain outside the window was getting louder and louder, and Jian Yiyi was not sleepy.

She poured a glass of hot milk and sat down at the window in a daze.

The milk had been put in the palm of her hand to cool through, but Jian Yiyi still didn't drink a sip.

The pain in his face was almost numb.

Jian Yiyi reached out and touched her fingerprints, but the swelling was not swollen, but it still hurt her heart.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in the hazy rain curtain, and the headlights lit blankly in the dim alley.

Approaching Jian Yiyi step by step.

She thought it was just a passing car, but the lights stopped right in front of her window.

Jian Yiyi reached out and wiped the glass.

After seeing the car downstairs, her heart tightened uncontrollably.

Today at Rose Manor, she saw Xu Moting take something from the trunk of that car.

The license plate number is as unique as ever, and it looks like Li Xijue's temperament.

The next moment, the door opened.

A tall and slender figure appeared in the rain.

Jian Yiyi's mind went blank.

It's Li Xijue.

He stood motionless in the pouring rain, like a statue.

Li Xijue suddenly looked up at where Jian Yiyi was.

The moment their eyes met, Jian Yiyi's breathing trembled a little.

She instinctively avoided Li Xijue's gaze, and shrank in the dark, her chest rising and falling violently.

After a long time, she realized that there was no light on in the room at all, so she couldn't be seen from Li Xijue's point of view.

Jian Yiyi's mood calmed down slightly, and she hid in the dark like a thief.

His gaze greedily shrouded the man's vague figure.

Only at this time could she stare at Li Xijue unscrupulously.

He leaned on the car door tiredly, with more cans scattered at his feet.

Time seems to stand still.

Li Xijue was a heavy drinker, and the wine bottles were rolling all over the floor.

Jian Yiyi's heart hurt a little.

When did Li Xijue enter her heart, Jian Yiyi didn't know herself.

It was only at the moment of leaving him that Jian Yiyi really felt the pain of her skin.

It was as if he had torn off the most important thing in his heart, leaving an empty piece.

A violent collision suddenly sounded downstairs, and Jian Yiyi came back to her senses and quickly looked downstairs.

A motorcycle fell in front of Li Xijue.

The man was fat and strong, and he looked fierce and vicious, and he got up from the ground in anger.

The alley was dark and narrow, and he didn't even see Li Xijue sitting at the car door, and crashed into it defenselessly.

Jian Yiyi was too far away to hear anything clearly.

I saw Li Xijue suddenly stumble to his feet, grabbed the man's collar, and landed his fist heavily on his face.

The man is naturally not a vegetarian, and besides, it was so dark that he couldn't recognize Li Xijue at all, and the two of them scuffled together in an instant.

Li Xijue was drunk, and his actions were naturally no better than before, and he fell behind in a short time.

When the man saw the luxury car behind Li Xijue, and saw that he looked drunk, he instantly changed his bad intentions.

Li Xijue was beaten by him and sat on the ground, and the man looked around and picked up a stone from the ground.

Seeing that he was about to smash it hard, there was suddenly a figure in front of him.

Jian Yiyi tightly held the dagger in her hand.

His eyes were cold, permeated with an endless chill.

In the dark night, like a vicious little beast.

The man hit someone first, and the extent of the damage to the car had to make him pay hundreds of thousands.

If you know that you are wrong, you will no longer be entangled.

"Phew, it's bad luck to be Lao Tzu today!"

The man scolded and rode away on his motorcycle.

Until the car completely disappeared into the depths of the alley.

The dagger in Jian Yiyi's hand fell down with a clatter.

Call......

She sighed, if the man was determined to find something just now.

Jian Yiyi was also not sure if she could protect herself and Li Xijue.

She looked down at the embarrassed man on the ground, and wanted to leave him here with all her heart.

But after walking a few steps, I still turned back.

Forget it, it's better to save someone's life than to create a seventh-level floating slaughter!

Even if there was a kitten and a puppy in front of him, Jian Yiyi couldn't just leave him here.

Jian Yiyi reached out and stabbed him.

Li Xijue opened his eyes slightly, his gaze was empty.

He was so drunk that he smelled of alcohol.

Jian Yiyi twisted her eyebrows, Li Xijue was no less than the stinking homeless man next to the trash can in her eyes now.

She doesn't like the smell of alcohol.

In her memory, Ning Song would find various reasons to beat her every time she was drunk.

Jian Yiyi sighed, and simply dragged Li Xijue up directly and went to the corridor.

Li Xijue slapped her hand off with an arrogant face, frowning and carefully smoothing out Jian Yiyi's wrinkled clothes.

"Go away!"

He spoke in a thick nasal tone, dripping wet from top to bottom.

I think it's a cold.

We have to drag him back to change his clothes, or I'll have to freeze to death here.

Jian Yiyi resigned herself to her fate and shook her palm that was slapped red by Li Xijue, her face was a little dark.

If it weren't for seeing that he was sick, Jian Yiyi wouldn't bother to care about him.

"Hey, do you know a skinny, small woman? She lives in this building ...... too."

A skinny and small woman?

Jian Yiyi's face was black.

Don't tell her, Li Xijue's words are used to describe her.

"Her name is Jian Yiyi, Jian Yiyi, Jian Yiyi......"

Li Xijue lowered his head and repeated Jian Yiyi's name over and over again.

Li Xijue's voice was very good, even if he had a cold, but such an ordinary name came out of his mouth.

I still think it's very beautiful.

Jian Yiyi's gaze at him suddenly became a little complicated.

Li Xijue didn't love Liang Yuning at all.

It doesn't matter if she's been tarnished or not.

But she still couldn't stand it, Li Xijue refused to let her go, but she avoided it.