The silk dress is light and elegantly wrapped around her delicate body, the soft texture reveals the softness of the woman's bones, the waist style is delicate and elegant attached to her soft and slender waist, and the curved streams on the skirt are flowing with the soft and gentle feelings in the depths of the woman's heart.

This beauty is not sexy, she exudes a peculiar charm, and this extraordinary elegance at this moment alone is already indescribable.

The charm is long, so that people will never get tired of looking at it.

Is this a woman's beautiful state, or a pure and holy heart.

Wang Weiwei stood quietly like this, and Qi Buyang watched quietly like this, letting time pass......

Wang Weiwei silently turned her back to him and handed over a cigarette.

Qi Buyang didn't take it, "I don't smoke." ”

"I'm a little lonely by myself." Wang Weiwei's voice was quiet and indifferent.

Qi Buyang finally took the cigarette, this was the first time he took the cigarette handed by someone else.

A gust of night wind blew, her long hair was rippling under the touch of the wind, the wind was moving, but her person was motionless, her back actually made Qi Buyang feel full of loneliness and desolation, people couldn't help but want to hug her tightly from behind, Qi Buyang felt that there should be a partner by her side, she would not look so lonely and desolate.

Qi Buyang took a step forward and leaned on the railing side by side with Wang Weiwei, "The wind is a little strong, don't catch a cold." ”

Such words of concern were heard in Wang Weiwei's ears, as light as boiled water, until Qi Buyang gently held her hand, and she deeply felt that this was a man's warm palm, not as slender and soft as a woman.

"Your hands are a little cold."

Wang Weiwei's body shook slightly, her body felt cold, and she felt a little conflicted in her heart, although his words were soft, they were like sharp knives piercing the most sensitive parts of her heart.

Seeing her body trembling, Qi Buyang gently reached out and hugged her waist from behind, "Is it okay?" He hugged Wang Weiwei not with any bad intentions, but suddenly sympathized with each other, two lonely people with the same disease.

Wang Weiwei said "no" in her heart, but she responded: "Hmm." ”

Noticing her trembling, Qi Buyang hugged her tighter, "Have you ever considered marrying?" The reason why he asked this was because he felt that Wang Weiwei was too lonely and desolate, she needed a partner, and she needed someone to be by her side.

Wang Weiwei smiled, "I am destined to be a lonely soul. ”

Qi Buyang said: "Then find another lonely soul." ”

Wang Weiwei shook her head, "I can't find it in the vast sea of people anymore." ”

Qi Buyang said: "It's not that you can't find it, but you don't want to find it." ”

"Yes!" Wang Weiwei gave a positive answer.

Qi Buyang asked, "How much do you love him?" ”

"There is only that one in the vast sea of people, and if you lose it, you can't find it again, I'd rather be a lone wolf, running, hunting, and surviving."

Her voice was full of desolation and tragedy, which made Qi Buyang feel very distressed, feeling that she was trembling strongly, Qi Buyang asked loudly, "Is it cold?" ”

"Hmm." Wang Weiwei replied softly.

Qi Buyang hugged her tighter again, and his ten fingers clasped and landed on her lower abdomen, completely wrapping her whole person in his arms.

At the moment when Qi Buyang hugged her, Wang Weiwei's motionless delicate body trembled suddenly, how long has it been, she has not been held like now, how long has it been, she can't do it disappreciatively, but she must let herself face it, feel his chest, and his strong and powerful arms, her heart feels warm and dependent, this is a man, she can't ignore this fact, a man who makes women willing to be weak in front of him.

Wang Weiwei's hand pressed on the back of Qi Buyang's hand, and said softly: "I have changed my mind, let go." ”

Did you change your mind and refuse to let him hug him? No matter what kind of attitude Qi Buyang has, she refuses to accept it.

Qi Buyang did not let go, this is not a trick, but a kind of reluctance to pity.

Wang Weiwei grabbed his hand strongly, but she couldn't let go, Qi Buyang hugged it very tightly, her fingernails sank into the back of Qi Buyang's hand, harder and harder, and deeper and deeper, she was sure that it was definitely painful, but the man holding her did not let go.

Until Wang Weiwei felt that her fingers were slightly hot and wet, and when she lowered her head, the back of his hand was pinched and bleeding.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Wang Weiwei asked.

"It hurts."

"Then why don't you let go?"

"I want to prove to you that in addition to your him, there are people in this world who will hold you tightly and hold you and not let go, so ......"

Qi Buyang suddenly felt something warm and wet falling on the back of his hand, he felt that this should be Wang Weiwei's tears, Qi Buyang continued what he hadn't finished just now, "So forget about him, find another one!" There must be one in the vast sea of people! ”

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Wang Weiwei's mouth: "You? ”

"A man who doesn't even cherish himself."

Qi Buyang said: "You can't understand and understand my situation. ”

Wang Weiwei chuckled: "With all due respect! You can't understand my feelings, either. ”

Qi Buyang was silent, he really couldn't understand why Wang Weiwei was so lonely and desolate.

"Let go." Wang Weiwei said lightly.

Qi Buyang let go of his hand, and Wang Weiwei turned around and left.

Qi Buyang saw her jump on the railing again, and hurriedly said, "I'll open the door for you!" ”

Wang Weiwei had already jumped out, landed on her balcony, and walked into her door without looking back.

"Idiot, stop doing stupid things, or you will be laughed at even if you die."

Qi Buyang smiled bitterly, if you jump around like this, it's not that you're doing stupid things.

However, he has detached himself from that gloomy and depressed feeling.

To be alive, a point is a point! A second is a second!

Treasure!

……

The surgery the next morning was a success.

A smooth day at work passes quickly.

The day is gone, and the night is back.

The night is dark, the lights in the house are all on, but Qi Buyang feels that there is bottomless darkness all around, Qi Buyang walked out of the house and knocked on the door of Wang Weiwei's house.

"Dr. Wang."

"Dr. Wang......"

After a few shouts, Qi Buyang was sure that Wang Weiwei was not at home.

When he returned home, he just sat for a while and called Zhang Fangfang, "Fangfang, when are you going home?" ”

"Doctor Qi, I have something to do here, it may take a while."

"Fangfang, I miss you, can you come home early?"

"Doctor Qi, I miss you too, I also want to go back to be with you early, it's just ......"

Qi Buyang said: "Okay then, you go and get busy." ”

Zhang Fangfang said gently: "Doctor Qi......"

Qi Buyang smiled: "It's okay, I just miss you very much all of a sudden, if you want to go to a meeting, go and get busy." ”

After hanging up the phone, Qi Buyang sat alone in a quiet house, surrounded by light, but all he saw in his eyes was darkness, and the red blood that made people excited and impulsive.

He couldn't resist his impulse, put on his clothes and left the house.

In the darkness, he stalked alone, his steps were fast, but silent, like a ghost in the night.

Suddenly, he stopped, turned back, and turned back.

Qi Buyang stopped at the door of the nightclub that Song Shuhao brought him to, he never thought that he would actually take the initiative to come to the bar alone, tonight is different, he wants to get himself drunk, it is best to get drunk, and then spend this long dark night.

The door of the nightclub was lined up with young handsome guys and beauties, Qi Buyang walked towards the door, cut the line directly, and the two tall men guarding the door stretched out their hands to block him.

Qi Bu raised his hand, and the two men who were blocking him staggered back a few steps.

When the two men were stunned, Qi Buyang had already walked into the nightclub and disappeared into the dense crowd.

Qi Buyang found a darker corner and sat down, ordered a table of wine, and poured one cup after another into his stomach.

A woman dressed in red stood in front of him, staring at him with her head slightly down, bright red but motionless.

She didn't know how long she had been standing in front of Qi Buyang, but Qi Buyang didn't react, she only knew that the wine was down one glass after another.

Qi Buyang's hand that raised the wine glass was suddenly caught by her.

"You're going to die if you drink like this."

Qi Buyang didn't even look at her, he opened her hand, the wine glass just reached his mouth, but it was caught by the two fingers of the woman in red, Qi Buyang wanted to open it again this time, but he couldn't open it anyway.

Qi Buyang glanced up at her at this time, and said coldly: "Go away!" ”

The woman in red said: "There are not many good people in this world, I don't want you to die!" ”

"Let go!"

The corners of the woman in red's mouth curled slightly, she let go, but Qi Buyang's wine glass reached her hand, stained her red lips, and a glass of wine entered her mouth, throat, and fell into her stomach.

Qi Buyang looked at her coldly, his expression was very angry.

The woman in red smiled: "You persuade me once, I will persuade you again no matter what." ”

Qi Buyang was indifferent, ignored it, took the wine glass again, and poured himself a full glass.

The hand of the woman in red came like a shadow again, but this time it was choked by Qi Buyang's wrist, and Qi Buyang glanced at her.

This glance shocked the woman in red, and her gaze seemed to have been hit by calcium carbide.

Qi Buyang slowly put a glass of wine into his stomach under her gaze, and then reached out and dragged the woman in red into his arms and hugged her waist.

The woman in red said, "Father, I can tempt, but you can't touch me." ”

Qi Buyang sneered, and suddenly lowered his head and kissed her slender neck.

The woman in red did not resist, and soon her brows furrowed, sweat oozed from her forehead, and her peach blossom eyes, like two petals, became sad.

Qi Buyang really bit her, he wasn't kissing her at all, but despite this, the woman in red still didn't resist, and the pain she endured, feeling her blood flowing out of her veins, flowing faster and faster.

He was sucking on his own blood, and the smell of blood even masked the smell of alcohol.

The woman's cheeks began to turn pale, but she reached out and gently stroked the man's hair, as gently as if she were her own child, as if she was sucking not her blood, but her breasts. juice, she is willing to give. I1387