Glancing at the woman who was possessively held in his arms, Zhuo Yuanhang pursed his lips, and then raised his eyes to look at Lei Ziqian, with a sharp light in his eyes that did not show weakness, and stretched out his hand to point at Shen Mushi, "You know this woman, because of you, she just deliberately didn't help Xiaorou who fell, you can't protect her at all!" ”

As he said that he was about to recapture Bei Xiaorou, Lei Ziqian's dark eyes narrowed suddenly, and he turned to one side, which made Zhuo Yuanhang fall short. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info looked down at the slightly pale woman, stroked her cheek with his big hand, his eyes scanned her whole body up and down, and said in an anxious tone, "Where is the injury?" ”

Bei Xiaorou raised her head, looking at the undisguised distress and worry in his eyes, her heart was warm, and her dazed mood calmed down a lot in an instant, she shook her head gently, and a light smile appeared on her face, "I'm fine." ”

The man was still uneasy and carefully examined again, and after making sure that she was okay, he finally put his mind at ease. hugged her by his side, raised his eyes, and looked coldly at Shen Mushi who was standing aside.

Shen Mushi's hands hanging down at her side were clenched tightly, her face was slightly pale, and she shook her head and argued: "You believe me, I don't, really." ”

Zhuo Yuanhang put his hands around his chest and snorted coldly, "Shen Mushi, I can see it clearly." ”

Anger faintly rose in his black eyes, feeling his anger, Bei Xiaorou reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, looked up at him slightly, with a pleading in her eyes, "I'm fine, let's go back." ”

She didn't want to care about why Shen Mushi did this, she just wanted to leave quickly. Everything here made her feel out of place.

Looking at her pale little face, Lei Ziqian pursed her lips, and her black eyes full of anger brought a touch of distress. Reaching out to hold her cold little hand, "Wait until I'm done with things." ”

Bei Xiaorou was slightly stunned, Lei Ziqian had already turned his head to look at Shen Mushi, and spit out two words in a cold voice: "Apologize!" ”

Shen Mushi's face stiffened suddenly, and the man's cold gaze stared directly at her, bringing a powerful oppression. She trembled her shoulders slightly, bit her red lip, and her eyes were unwilling, but under the man's forced gaze, she had to speak: "I'm sorry! ”

Lei Ziqian glanced at her coldly with a warning gaze, then looked down at the little woman in his arms, took her hand and took her away.

Bei Xiaorou lowered her eyes and looked at the hands of the two of them, the man's big palm tightly wrapped her small hand, and the familiar scorching temperature made her feel reassured.

The corner of her eyes swept to Shen Mushi, who was standing aside, she was slightly stunned by the strong hostility in her eyes, and her previous words echoed in her ears, her heart was suffocated, and her eyes suddenly darkened.

Seeing that the balcony door was close in front of her, Pei Xiaorou suddenly woke up, and hurriedly turned her head to look at Zhuo Yuanhang behind her. Before he could reach out and wave at him, Lei Ziqian had already pushed open the door and walked out with her without stopping.

Looking at the figure of the two leaving together, Shen Mushi bit her lips, anger, jealousy, and unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

Looking at the figure that disappeared in a blink of an eye, a trace of bitterness flashed in Zhuo Yuanhang's eyes. But he quickly restrained his emotions, turned his head to look at Shen Mushi, who was full of unwillingness, and smiled coldly, "Shen Mushi, you are really pitiful!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked away without any more nostalgia.

Shen Mushi's face was white, her hands were clenched into fists, her nails were sunk deep in her palms and she didn't notice it, she looked ahead with a cold gaze, and coldly spit out three words: "Bei Xiaorou!" ”

Pei Xiaorou, who walked out of the door next to Lei Ziqian, suddenly turned her head and looked at the brightly lit banquet hall behind her. A hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, and the other hand on his side was quietly clenched, and his long eyelashes hung down lightly, covering the inferiority complex and hesitation under his eyes.

This banquet made her feel the gap between the two thoroughly. He was like a fish in water, radiant, and incompatible with her own nervousness, forming a stark contrast, which made her feel inferiority suddenly surge in her heart.

Is such a self really worthy of him?

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Outside the window, the drizzle was drizzling, like a silk rain curtain floating down, as if with a trace of sorrow, entangled in people's hearts.

The fragrant cake shop was quiet at the moment, the clerk cleaned up a table where the guests had just left, Pei Xiaorou stood at the counter, settled the bill for the two guests who had selected the cakes, and watched them leave, and saw Song Weize pushing the door in.

The clean white shirt made him look more gentle and handsome, and after putting the umbrella on the umbrella stand on the side, he turned around and walked towards Bei Xiaorou. This was the first time the two had met since the last time they were in the hospital, and she was a little uncomfortable for a while, not knowing how to face him.

But Song Weize acted as if nothing had happened, with a gentle smile on his face as before, and reached out to rub her head lightly, "I've been a little busy lately, is my aunt okay?" ”

Bei Xiaorou looked at him stunned, and saw that his expression was calm, without a trace of abnormality, and her heart finally let go. She nodded, a small smile on her lips.

Mother Pearl-freighter was taking a nap, there were no customers in the store at the moment, Bei Xiaorou poured him a glass of water, and the two walked to the table by the window and sat down. The raindrops fell on the glass window, Pei Xiaorou supported her chin with her hands, looked sideways at the hazy rain scene outside the window, and unconsciously dyed a trace of sadness between her eyebrows.

Song Weize, who put down the water glass, saw her expression as soon as he looked up, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his eyes behind the lenses were worried, "What's wrong, sad face?" ”

Bei Xiaorou suddenly came back to her senses from her thoughts, pursed her lips and shook her head gently, put her hands lightly on the table, lowered her eyes and was silent.

"Didn't you say I'm your big brother? In that case, tell me if you have any troubles, and I will help you share them. ”

Bei Xiaorou raised her head violently and looked at him in a daze, Song Weize's face was full of a tolerant smile that made people rely on, she only felt moved in her heart, and she was warm.

Nodding slightly, her clasped hands moved slightly, and after hesitating for a while, she said in a low voice: "Brother Song, is it really not suitable for people who are too far apart between the two?" ”

As soon as her heart began to feel uneasy, it was like a boulder pressing down on her heart, and there was a feeling of suffocation, and she raised her head and looked at him blankly and blankly.

Song Weize's pupils shrank, and he looked at her delicate face fixedly, and lowered his eyes after a while, covering the bitterness and gloom under his eyes. When he raised his eyes to look at her again, his eyes had regained his calm, and he smiled gently, "Fool, how can your beauty be comparable to those external conditions, you must have more confidence in yourself and him, so as to live up to your decision to choose to be together." ”

His words of encouragement made Pei Xiaorou's heart warm slightly, as if she had suddenly been injected with a burst of energy, and a little courage suddenly appeared in her heart.

The water eyes looked at him gratefully, and before he could say thank him, a shocked and annoyed question suddenly sounded behind him, "Who is he?" Mr. Ray? When did you guys get together? ”