It's not that many people don't know how to love, but they don't know how to love-

The girl was as quiet as a rag doll that had been drained of her soul, and she told herself that all the sensations had dissipated, but why was there still a warm liquid left in the corners of her eyes?

The weight imposed on the body seemed to disappear in an instant, and the body that was numb to pain curled up little by little when it heard the sound of running water, shrunk into a corner, leaning against the sofa and looking up at the glittering crystal lamps directly above the villa, dazzling to the point that it made my eyes sore......

Lu Huaining walked to the living room while wiping her short wet hair, but saw her half-kneeling on the ground with just a bath towel, and the tissue in her hand seemed to be wiping something on the carpet.

He walked over, the red that had witnessed this cruel plunder had long since dried up, what was her empty eyes thinking? Hum! He sneered, would a shameless third-party woman also say goodbye to her chastity?

"Don't wipe it!" Lu Huaining pulled her body indifferently, "Someone will clean it up." ”

Xue Zuining let the man throw him into the sofa, grabbed the loose bath towel, and watched him turn away after buttoning his shirt, leaving a warm desert in the huge space.

Hehe, what are you now? Prostitute. Female? Maybe in the eyes of that man who is so indifferent that maybe his blood is all his blood, he is not even one of those women.

Cold! It's really cold! The pouring rain always seemed to dispel the darkness outside the window, while her chaotic spirit slowly descended into the abyss of hell.

Early in the morning, when the secretary Yang Qiong opened the door and saw the messy scene in the living room, the housekeeper behind her was also a question, but after receiving her warning eyes, he immediately shut up, walked in with understanding, and started his work.

Yang Qiong had already found Xue Zuining lying on the small sofa at first sight, and walked over, but saw that her face was flushed, and she seemed to be immersed in a dream, her sweat-soaked eyebrows were deeply frowned, and her clenched lips trembled.

"Miss Xue? Wake up-" Yang Qiong wanted to wake up the person in the nightmare, but in a trance she heard her murmuring softly, "Cold ......"

"It can't be sick, right?" The housekeeper guessed in a thick hometown accent, turned his head, saw her burning red face, and exclaimed, "Don't burn your brain like my second baby!" ”

This time, Yang Qiong didn't care about accusing the housekeeper of pointing fingers, took out her mobile phone, and dialed her boss's number.

"What's wrong? Didn't see anyone? Lu Huaining picked up the phone as soon as possible, and when he heard the secretary's words, his eyes were slightly annoyed, could it be that woman who spent the night naked in the living room like that?

"It's good, please rest assured Mr. Lu." Hanging up the phone, Yang Qiongjing took a wide bathrobe from the bathroom and handed it to the housekeeper, "Don't be busy yet, change it for her, and then take a wet towel from the bathroom and put it on for her." ”

After speaking, he walked away to the hospital to make a call, and soon, Lu Huaining's driver arrived at the villa, and the driver picked up Xue Zuining, who was in a coma, and ran out of the door, praying secretly in his heart, but don't make any mistakes.

In the emergency room, the doctor examined and treated the doctor and concluded that the high fever turned to pneumonia. With a stroke of the pen, hospitalization!

In the hazy and vague consciousness, there seemed to be some sharp weapon that suddenly cut through his skin, and then a slightly cool liquid slowly flowed into his body along the sharp weapon, and the body that burned like fire wandered between torture and relief, and the unconscious words overflowed, "Hurt ......"

"If she says it hurts, you won't be lighter!"

It's noisy! It seems to be a man's voice, and a woman's trembling apology. Chen Sang, is that you? But why is your voice mixed with so much pride?

"Chen Sang, it hurts ......" Xue Zuining wanted to retract his aching hand.

"It hurts and you won't die, bear with it!" The man's angry voice sounded fiercely, pressing the big palm of her right hand unconsciously forced, and the sound of grinding teeth could be faintly heard, "Do you listen to my words?" Xue Zuining, you are mine, you are not allowed to think about your old lover for me, and you are not allowed to think about it again in this life! "

"Sir, if you push harder, the needle will break in the patient's veins!" The nurse said anxiously as she asked him to let go of his clenched hand, followed by an angry slam of the door.

Then, the entire world was completely silent!

When Xue Zuining woke up, before she opened her eyes, she smelled a faint smell of disinfectant water, immediately frowned, lifted her eyelids and looked, sure enough, she was not "disappointed", although this room is very large, at first glance it looks a bit like a hotel, but it can still be seen that this shockingly white room is a ward, and it is a very high-class ward.

After a glance around, he finally fell to the sofa, where sat a little nurse with a colorful magazine in her hand and reading it with relish. Probably sensing her gaze, the little nurse raised her head, revealing a handsome melon seed face, and said in surprise, "Ah, are you awake, how do you feel?" ”

"Why am I here?" Xue Zuining was a little confused.

"Of course I'm sick." The little nurse came over with a smile, picked up the phone next to the bed and was about to dial, muttering, "I'm finally awake......

"Wait, what's wrong with me?" Xue Zuining realized that something was not quite right with his heavy body, and when he raised his hand, he saw that the entire back of his right hand was bruised.

"Acute pneumonia. You don't know what to do, and when you were brought in, the thermometer in the hospital almost exploded. The little nurse took her temperature with a thermometer.

Xue Zuining held the thermometer and smiled helplessly, on such a stormy night, he was cheating on the floor, can he not pneumonia?

As soon as the little nurse hung up the phone, she saw a capable woman in a black suit push the door in.

"Secretary Yang?" Xue Zuining still remembers this person who met at Shengtian International that day.

Yang Qiong smiled generously, "Wake up." How does it feel? ”

"Did you bring me to the hospital?" Xue Zuining looked at the woman who walked to the hospital bed, and before she could get an answer, she saw her take out two small white pills from the small medicine bottle on the side, pick up the warm water and hand it to her.

"This is Mr. Lu's explanation, and he doesn't want accidents."

Xue Zuining instantly understood what it was, smiled coldly, took the medicine and swallowed it without hesitation, the bitter taste spread instantly, but, for some reason, she laughed deeper.

Yang Qiong looked down at this woman who was so stubborn that she swallowed the medicine without even needing water, and then looked at her dark right hand, pulled over the chair on the side and sat down, "Miss Xue, I understand that many things are your last resort, but please, even if you act, you have to deceive Mr. Lu, because sometimes being too real will hurt you." ”