Chapter 9: It's better to kill me with a knife

Liang Xin's footsteps were sluggish, but she saw the man walking in her direction, and finally stopped in front of her.

The sun was still setting, and the light was just above him, dazzling and dazzling.

The cool gaze is intertwined with him for a short time, and it is unavoidable.

With a slight hoarse voice, he asked, "Do you have time for a cup of coffee?"

Ryo wanted to refuse, and even wanted to run away.

In the past two years, it is not that I have not seen him, and I have ...... on various occasions

When he held her hand at the drinking party and asked her why, when he made a big fuss about the Windbreaker Group, he even ...... When he was drunk and dragged her to elope in search of death and life, those deliberate and deliberate meetings, in retrospect, always appeared in front of him with a variety of embarrassment.

It's just that such a calm and face-to-face speech is the first time in two years.

……

Cafe.

Liang Xin sat by the window of the booth, Sheng Yan was opposite her, with bandages wrapped around his arms, and his face was faintly gloomy, and his gaze stayed on her face.

Until the two glasses of American cuisine were served to the table by the waiter, neither side said a word.

"Is your injury better, can you drink coffee?" Liang Xin was the first to speak.

Sheng Yan nodded, "Well, you can remove the bandage in half a month, and you can't drink alcohol if you are injured, it has nothing to do with coffee." ”

In fact, he was discharged from the hospital on his own initiative today, without anyone knowing.

Liang Xin stirred the spoon, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "That's good." ”

She turned her gaze away from his arm, trying not to look at him, she was afraid that when she saw his eyes, her heart would soften completely, as it had done countless times before, and she would not even care about the consequences.

The air was silent for a long time, and he finally spoke—

"I heard that she went to look for you for the incident that rescued me this time?"

He overheard the conversation between Yu Wenling and Gu Miaomiao, and the emotions that had been silent for a long time in his heart were set off again.

Liang Xin was silent and didn't give him any answer, in her opinion, the irrational man in front of her at this moment didn't want her answer at all.

"They went to beg you, so you went to beg Yu Sicheng?" his hand clenched slightly, his chest contained anger, he tried his best to hide it, and continued to ask: "You and him...... The world knows that you have been separated after marriage for the past two years, what do you ask him for?"

His words were full of anger, and Liang Xin could detect it, but it touched her heart, which finally took half a month to calm down.

Liang Xin's lips trembled slightly, his eyebrows twisted and twisted, and his voice was cold: "So you came to me this time, just to know this, not to see me after I recovered from my illness, so that I can see a complete you and rest assured?"

"Do I want to thank you?" the man's voice was cold and deep, anger mixed with hatred for his own incompetence.

All converged in the words blurted out: "Thank you for dedicating yourself to Yu Sicheng overnight as soon as you learned that I was kidnapped, so that I could be rescued by Yu Sicheng and return safely, and finally stand in front of you intact?"

The spoon was pinched between his thumb and index finger, and Liang Xin felt the burning and hot of his fingertips, and finally let go......

She silently took out a hundred-yuan bill from her bag and put it on the table, and opened a faint smile with difficulty, her heart ached like blood, "I still have something to do, go first." ”

Liang Xin got up, and when she passed by the man, her wrist was grabbed vigorously, and the tighter and tighter the force, it hurt as if she was going to pinch her wrist off.

"Liangxin, you might as well kill me, you might as well kill me with a knife, huh?" he trembled, "You might as well let me die in Hong Kong like this, how good ......"

Liang Xin's heart suddenly hurt, she looked at Sheng Yan, this man, the man she once loved deeply, used to be proud and conceited like him, how much pain he should have, so he would run to her and poke his scar and say such a thing, which made both of them fall into deep pain.