Cheng Nanwei looked at Cong Jiajia's figure in the corridor running away, stomped his feet hatefully, and turned back to take care of his mother with Yu Zhan.

Cong Jiajia ran out of Dong Zheming's ward, ran all the way, met two nurses on the way, both looked at her with strange eyes, and asked kindly: "Miss, do you need to deal with your injuries..."

"No, thank you." Cong Jiajia evasively got into the elevator, and the mirror inside the elevator clearly reflected her bloody, somewhat terrifying face, and the front of her clothes was also stained with some blood, and she understood why the people she had just met were staring at her.

When she got to the first floor, Cong Jiajia first found the bathroom, hid inside to stop the nosebleed, and washed her face, but there was no way to deal with the blood on her clothes.

She walked out of the building in the high-level dry treatment area, and found that it was already dark outside, and she didn't know where the fireworks were being set off.

Cong Jiajia stared at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky, looked at her fleeting beauty, and suddenly remembered a sentence: fireworks are easy to cold, just like human feelings, love is a beautiful fireworks, after the beauty, it will disappear.

The beautiful fireworks are high in the sky, in the real world, the cold north wind is overwhelming, blowing into Cong Jiajia's eyes, stabbing her eyes painfully, and tears are like rain.

Cong Jiajia in tears, from the hospital inpatient, difficult to walk to the street, Chinese New Year's Eve night, there are few vehicles on the street, fewer pedestrians, standing in the cold wind shivering Cong Jiajia, want to get a taxi, it is very difficult.

She was holding her arms, and when she was crying bitterly, a car horn sounded behind her, her heart moved, and for a moment, she was still hoping that Cheng Nanwei chased her out...

Cong Jiajia looked sideways, a familiar Lexus car stopped beside her, it wasn't Cheng Nanwei who came to chase her, Cong Jiajia's heart that had just risen suddenly sank.

The window of the Lexus car fell, revealing a handsome face that Cong Jiajia would appear in time every time she was in trouble, "Cong Jiajia, get in the car..."

Cong Jiajia looked at Song Chenfei's smiling face, was stunned, froze for a few seconds, blinked her eyes, and then opened the car door without hesitation and sat down.

Even if there is no Cheng Nanwei in her life, she can't commit suicide by freezing to death...

Song Chenfei took advantage of the street lights outside to see some scratches on Cong Jiajia's face, and couldn't help frowning, and asked impatiently, "What's wrong with your face?" Hurt? ”

Cong Jiajia smiled bitterly as if she couldn't look back on the past.

Song Chenfei saw that Cong Jiajia didn't speak, he was anxious, he reached out to turn on the lights in the car, Cong Jiajia's face was injured by Dong Zheming appeared in front of him, Song Chenfei half opened his mouth in surprise, and then braked, stopped the car, and asked Cong Jiajia in shock and pain, "Who hit you?" Who is it? ”

Cong Jiajia no longer had any strength to explain or cover up at this time, and said weakly: "Thank you, don't ask anything, send me to the nearest hotel, otherwise I'll get off." ”

"Why do you want to stay in a hotel...... Song Chenfei wanted to say, he has a lot of vacant apartments, villas, and Cong Jiajia lives casually, but Cong Jiajia has closed his eyes tiredly, looking like he doesn't want to talk more.

Even if Song Chenfei was anxious, he knew that Cong Jiajia would never get used to herself, she wanted to start a temper with herself, that was without hesitation, he didn't dare to be disobedient, closed his mouth with interest, and obediently drove Cong Jiajia to the hotel, but he went not to the nearest hotel, but a luxury hotel that he was very familiar with.

On the way to the hotel, Cong Jiajia's mobile phone rang, she took out the phone from her pocket, took a look, the call was from Cheng Nanwei, she laughed self-deprecatingly, pressed reject, and then turned off the phone.

Song Chenfei glanced at Cong Jiajia and saw that her face was not good, so she didn't dare to say more.

Cong Jiajia got out of the car, said thank you to Song Chenfei Muran, and walked straight to the hotel, Song Chenfei didn't dare to follow her immediately, just sat in the car and stared at her, the hotel lobby was brightly lit, there were not many guests today, and it was clear that Cong Jiajia went to the service desk to open the room, and then took the room card into the elevator.

Song Chenfei saw that Cong Jiajia would not see him, so he hurriedly jumped out of the car and ran into the hotel.

On this Chinese New Year's Eve night, Cong Jiajia spent it in the hotel.

She didn't have anywhere to go, and she didn't want to go home, she wanted to find a place to be quiet and rest.

Cong Jiajia entered the room, walked into the bathroom first, looked at the scratched face in the mirror, and couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in the ward, and her hands and feet were cold.

She really doesn't know how Cheng Nanwei did it, she can become entangled with herself, she is in love with Yu Zhan over there, she rushed home in the middle of the night last night to peek at her infatuated lover, and today she has become a considerate and gentle twenty-four filial piety lover...

If he told her frankly, he still loved Yu Zhan, they separated because of a misunderstanding, and now he wants to rekindle his old love, Cong Jiajia is not an unreasonable person, she will fulfill them, but he prefers to use this deceptive way.

When he was secretly dating Yu Zhan, when he was enjoying the blessings of all people, did he secretly laugh at her stupidity, she was so foolish...

Why did he deceive himself so much... Why? Just because he knew she loved him? Can't she live without him?

He thought that she was very coaxed every time, and every time he would say two good words, she would be obedient and obedient, and she would happily throw herself into his arms...

The more Cong Jiajia thought about it, the more annoyed she became, grabbed the phone, and called the service desk, "Please send me a New Year's dinner, in addition, with flowers and red wine..."

After she put down the phone, she put a bathtub of bath water, sprinkled the rose petals and fragrance in the guest room, and then soaked in it relaxedly, the warm water fell over the place where she was scratched by Dong Zheming, and the hot pain hit again.

Cong Jiajia grinned and hurriedly sat up, muttering painfully in her mouth, Dong Zheming, you old witch, why don't you just refuse to let yourself go...

Because of the injuries on her body, Cong Jiajia didn't dare to soak in this bath, rinsed it quickly, and came out wrapped in a bathrobe, looking at the rose petals floating in it, smelling the smell of essence in the air, she felt very distressed.

Cong Jiajia tied the strap of her bathrobe, found a hair dryer, and just wanted to blow her hair, the doorbell rang, it was estimated that it was a food delivery, she ran to the door, and looked out vigilantly through the door mirror, sure enough, it was a waiter in white uniform in the hotel, pushing a food cart full of food and flowers.

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