Chapter 137: Why Still Refuse to Let Her Go?
Arnold stood at the door, pacing uneasily, seeing that half an hour had passed, and he had not seen Zhan Tingyu come out from beginning to end.
She couldn't help but be a little anxious, and looked at Zhu Hong behind her, "Mr. has been in for more than half an hour, why hasn't he come out yet?" Mrs. fell into the ice water, and she has to change her wet clothes as soon as possible." ”
Zhu Hong glanced at the closed door, "Mr. will take care of her." ”
But Arnold is still not at ease, "I have been here for almost three months, and I have never seen my husband and wife spend the night in the same room. They are like husband and wife as well as enemies. Today is even more outrageous, the wife even jumped into the frozen lake without hesitation. This is not a joke, such a cold weather, such a cold water, if you are not careful, it is a fate. ”
Arnold couldn't figure it out, she stood from a distance and watched, although she couldn't hear the conversation between Zhan Tingyu and Gu Zixi, but when Zixi jumped off the bridge railing, she clearly saw the determination on her face. It was a determination that would never look back and never regret, and it was a chilling decision.
Arnold could even imagine that if there was no one there at that time, it wouldn't take long for Gu Zixi to sink to the bottom of the water, and what floated up would be a cold and stiff corpse. How much courage does it take to give up life, what is it that makes a girl who is supposed to be young and energetic become like this?
Arnold turned around and saw Zhu Hong's melancholy face, rolled his eyes, reached out and pulled Zhu Hong's sleeve, and dragged him aside, "Mr. Zhu, what happened between Mrs. and Mr."
Zhu Hong has always been by Zhan Tingyu's side, and whenever she mentioned her husband and wife, he looked melancholy. He must know something.
Zhu Hong glanced at her, with a very serious face, "Mr. hates others to probe his privacy the most, if he hears it, you will be expelled!"
With that, he lifted his feet and left.
Arnold stuck out his tongue at his back, "Obviously not a few years older than me, why do you always make a deep face?"
She knew that Zhan Tingyu would take care of Zixi tonight, so she also left the door of the room and went to rest.
In the bedroom, there was silence.
The curtains were ajar, and from time to time there was a cold wind mixed with snowflakes floating in, Zhan Tingyu stood straight in front of the window, raised his hand, and let the snowflakes fall in his palm, and through the faint light, he saw the snowflakes melt and disappear in his palm.
"Ahem......" Zi Xi in her sleep suddenly coughed lightly, she seemed to be a little cold, clutched the quilt tightly, and frowned deeply.
Zhan Tingyu sighed, closed the window, and turned back to the bed. The bedside lamp sprinkled on her face, and Zhan Tingyu found that Zixi's cheeks were red. He looked up and touched her forehead, and found that the temperature was scorching in the palm of his hand.
His palms were cold from the wind and snow, so lightly covering her hot forehead, the overlap between ice and fire was so obvious. The sleeping woman let out a soft sigh, and between her dry lips, she called out a name in a daze.
Shen Xiao......
Zhan Tingyu looked at her sleeping face, and her heart was once again in pain like a pinprick. His other hand was raised, covering his heart, and a scar could still be felt through his clothes. In three months, the scar has almost recovered, but he always feels heartache. When he was injured, he was asked the best doctor in the city, and he received stitches, but he still left a shallow scar.
He thought that the scar would stay with him like this for the rest of his life, and it would never be erased.
Zhan Tingyu's personal doctor was at the Blue Bay Villa that arrived within half an hour. He hurriedly entered the door with a medical kit and measured Gu Zixi's temperature, which was determined to be a high fever.
When the medicine came out, I saw Zhan Tingyu's slender and upright figure, standing quietly in the corridor. This man's aura is so powerful, even if he has his back to him, it can give people an invisible oppressive force, making people tremble and dare not be careless.
The doctor stood behind him, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Sir, my wife's high fever has subsided for the time being. ”
"Hmm. Zhan Tingyu turned around, and his cold gaze fell on him, "Doctor Ding, when you stitched up my wound, what went wrong?"
When Dr. Ding heard this, although he didn't understand the intention of his question, he unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat first, and replied again and again, "There was no problem with the original operation, sir, the fruit knife was very short, it did not hurt the vital point, and the operation was very successful, almost zero risk." ”
"Then why, I feel this place from time to time, it hurts?" Zhan Tingyu asked coldly.
Dr. Ding's forehead was already sweating, and he carefully worded, "This...... It shouldn't be...... Well, if it's convenient for you, can you let me check it out?"
Zhan Tingyu's temper is eccentric, and no one has seen his wounds since the operation, and no one dares to persuade him with his temper. Maybe it's because of an infection in the wound or something, and the pain is not necessarily there. Only when he sees the wound can he make a judgment.
In the sofa in the living room downstairs, Zhan Tingyu sat there, took off his coat, and revealed the wound in his heart.
In the past three months, he has touched this scar a lot, but it is the first time he has shown it to anyone other than himself. Although this person was his personal doctor, the chill emanating from his body was not diminished in the slightest.
Dr. Ding carefully examined the wound and gently pressed the scar with his index finger, "Does this hurt?"
"Nope. Zhan Tingyu's expression was cold, and his face was also covered with frost.
Doctor Ding ignored the murderous aura and withdrew his hand, "Your scar is healing well, nothing special." What kind of pain do you usually feel, how long does it last, and when does it usually hurt?"
Zhan Tingyu pursed his lips and was silent.
Thinking about it carefully, every time he felt pain, it was in front of Gu Zixi. Seeing her heartbroken for a man makes him heartbroken. He would have hurt at the sight of her lifeless face. It would hurt to see her tormenting herself day and night. Other than that, the wound really didn't seem to hurt anymore.
In this way, it is difficult to say whether his scar itself hurts or whether his own heart hurts.
"Sir?" Dr. Ding stood aside to observe his words, but he couldn't understand what Zhan Tingyu was thinking, he just watched his face become more and more gloomy, and he was a little scared.
Zhan Tingyu glanced at him expressionlessly, lowered his eyes, and covered the scar with his clothes, "It's nothing." ”
Dr. Ding was a little stunned, "You mean, doesn't it hurt?"
"Well, you can go. He gave the order to evict the guests, got up as he got dressed, and went straight upstairs.
Dr. Ding stood downstairs for a while before he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left with the medicine box......
In the dead of night, Zhan Tingyu still didn't feel sleepy.
He couldn't worry about the woman next door, so he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door and went out.
Their rooms are adjacent, almost a few steps away from the door.
Zhan Tingyu raised his hand and unscrewed the door, but there was a bone-chilling cold wind in front of him. Almost at a glance, he saw a slender figure sitting on the windowsill blowing the wind, and his thick eyebrows suddenly wrinkled fiercely.
Zixi woke up, she was awakened by thirst, her body was still very hot, the fever-reducing patch on her forehead was torn off by her and thrown on the side of the bed, she got off the bed barefoot, opened the window, and climbed on the windowsill. The wind and snow mixed with the cold wind are constantly coming, today is the New Year, but this villa is so deserted.
Because, Mr. Demon lives here! The Demon is bloodless, so how can he celebrate the New Year like ordinary people?
In the whistling wind, she seemed to hear the sound of the door opening, turned her head slightly, and saw the man striding in, the corners of his mouth hooked up a mocking smile. Behold, isn't that the devil himself?
She used to be most afraid of demons, but now she is not afraid, she is not afraid of anything. If she had a knife in her hand now, she would have stabbed it without hesitation like last time!
The demon paced from the darkness, his face covered with a thick haze, and his eyes were full of raging anger when he looked at her. It seems that she is going to be dismantled and eaten in minutes.
"Why are you sitting here?" his hand reached over and grabbed Zixi's slender arm, and his other hand was raised, caressing her cheek, and his brow furrowed even deeper, "You still have a fever and want to die?"
After saying this, there was a moment of silence in the room.
The corners of Zhan Tingyu's mouth raised a wry smile, yes, isn't she just bent on dying? With such cold water, she can jump down without hesitation, doesn't she really want to die?
He forcibly picked her up, Zixi wanted to resist, but he held his hands, "Don't move, otherwise I can't guarantee that I won't do anything to you." ”
Zi Xi suddenly smiled lowly, "Zhan Tingyu, you are so pitiful. ”
The atmosphere of "......" froze for a moment.
In the cold city, Zhan Tingyu is the sky, and he is a high-ranking and powerful Zhan family four young people who cover the sky with one hand, and no one dares to say that he is pitiful!
Zi Xi could see the anger hidden in his eyes, and smiled slightly, "You should really take a mirror to take a good look at yourself, and see how pitiful you are now!"
Zhan Tingyu lowered her eyes, hiding the emotions surging at the bottom of her eyes, but she tightened her hand, because she was too hard, her bones and joints turned slightly white. From this, you can see how much he is holding back and angry at the moment.
Without saying a word, he picked up Zi Xi from the windowsill, walked to the side of the bed despite her struggles, and then threw his hands forward, and Zi Xi rolled into the quilt.
As soon as she looked up from the covers, the demon crushed down like a huge stone.
He imprisoned her hands and pinched her jaw with the other, "Even if I am pitiful, I will keep you by my side." Gu Zixi, I don't say let you go, you will never want to be free, even if you die, you have no rights. How's that for you, are you more pathetic than me?"
Zixi gritted her teeth, yes, she didn't even have the right to die, she didn't even have the right to die......
Despair poured out of her heart like a tide, and she slowly closed her eyes, just to no longer want to see the face in front of her.
Zhan Tingyu wrapped her whole in the quilt, then got up to close the window. Then he turned it back, mixed it with hot water, tasted the water at just the right temperature, and then handed it to her lips, "Get up and drink the medicine." ”
Zi Xi didn't get up, wrapped himself more tightly in the quilt, and the whole person was covered in it, refusing to come out.
Zhan Tingyu stood beside the bed with a cup in his hand, his expression was solemn, "Get up, drink the medicine!"
......The man in the quilt remained motionless, as if he had not heard him at all.
Zhan Tingyu's anger surged up, and he lifted the quilt, and the action was so big that he almost knocked Zi Xi's whole person to the ground. He held the cup in one hand, pinched her chin with the other, and fed her medicine.
Zixi gritted her teeth, no matter how hard he tried, even if her entire jaw seemed to be broken, she was not willing to let go at all.
Half of the brown potion spilled between her teeth, half sprinkled on the white sheets.
Finally, the cup bottomed out.
With a muffled bang, Zhan Tingyu put the cup heavily on the bedside table, but the hand holding her chin did not let go, but continued to squeeze vigorously, leaned over, and approached her eyes, "The more you resist, the more excited I am." Gu Zixi, do you think you can escape the palm of my hand?"
"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......" Zi Xi was forced to swallow the medicinal juice in his mouth, stared at him deadly, did not speak, but raised a mocking smile.
She looked at him like a pitiful worm, but said nothing.
Zhan Tingyu's eyebrows were deeply locked. After a moment of silence, he turned the quilt over with his big hand, and covered the two of them with the soiled side facing up. And he lay on his side, holding Zixi in his arms.
"You let go of me!" Zi Xi struggled, his elbow stabbed him in the heart, a pain spread from the bottom of his heart, Zhan Tingyu's hands restrained her even harder, turned over, pressed her legs with both legs, firmly imprisoned her hands above her head, and a pair of black eyes stared at her like a nighthawk, "If you move again, I will strip you naked and let you know what it costs to anger me!"
Zi Xi was stunned, and at this moment she was shocked by the ruthlessness in his eyes.
She has reason to believe that the angry Zhan Tingyu can indeed do anything!
And in this villa, he really wanted to do something to her, and she had absolutely no room to fight back.
Zixi quieted down.
She didn't give in, she just didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore!
But she couldn't understand why Zhan Tingyu still refused to let her go? He had already gotten everything he wanted, he wanted the Gu family to pay the price, and the Gu family fell. He wanted to use her identity as the head of the Zhan family to rule the entire Zhan family, and he also achieved it. He already has everything he wants, why does he refuse to let her go?
She turned her back and curled up, her back pressed against the man's warm chest, his strong hands at her waist, and her breathing could even be heard in her ears. The heart, which had been silent for three months, was once again disrupted at this moment, and his heart was in turmoil.