13. Put it to death and then be born, break the cocoon into a butterfly!
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After a stalemate of a second or two, Zhao Yu finally let go of my hand that had been pinched so painfully.
After Duan Muqing took a few steps, I hurriedly turned around and looked at Zhao Yu apologetically, "That... Thank you for sending me, go about your business, goodbye! Go for it! β
Then, I was dragged all the way to the boarding area, Duan Muqing kept a calm face, but his hand was tightly wrapped around my shoulder.
I've never seen him like that. changed his usual calm and relaxed, and looked like he was being chased by something behind him.
What's wrong with him today?
I opened my mouth, looked at his expression, and then held back all the questions in my head.
After getting on the plane, I took out the phone to turn it off, only to find that there were several missed calls from him, trying to explain that I was riding at that time and didn't hear it, but I saw that he had already turned his head and fell asleep.
I turned off the phone stupidly, leaned back quietly, first thought about Xiao Jiujiu and my grandmother for a while, and then I was vaguely confused.
When he woke up, he was wearing his blazer. And he was looking out the window at the sea of clouds.
Seeing me wake up, he tilted his head slightly, still looking out the window, "Awake?" β
I nodded lightly, and was about to ask him what was going on, when I heard him speak, "Jian Xi, what is your hope or dream life in the future?" β
I couldn't come back to my senses for a while, thinking to myself, this guy, why is he asking this for no reason.
"Hmm... Now I just want revenge! "I said bluntly.
He looked back and smiled indifferently, "Do you have to spend your whole life in revenge?" β
I shook my head in amazement, "That's not going to happen. When the justice owed to me is recovered, my little Jiujiu wakes up, my grandmother's illness is cured, and our family of three lives like this. If the economy is a little more comfortable, buy a commercial house, have a place to live, and then come back from work every day and have a hot dinner with Xiao Jiujiu and grandma, hehe..."
Thinking about it, I felt that the situation in front of me suddenly became better.
Duan Muqing first smiled, then sighed, "No wonder! β
I looked over in amazement, "What's the wonder?" β
Instead of answering immediately, he turned his gaze back to the window. I followed his gaze, and everything seemed to be hidden in the depths of the vast clouds.
But I saw that his brows were deeply locked, and his eyes were like cold dew.
"You see, the wind blows, and the clouds chase. But the clouds can never catch up. (Baidu search network update is the fastest and most stable)"
I looked at him blankly, "Why?" β
He came back and looked straight at me, "Because of the wind, it will never stop for the clouds." All it wants, is freedom. β
"That..."
What does that have to do with what you just said?
When the words came to my lips, I swallowed back with a frown. This Duan Muqing, what's wrong today? It feels weird!
When I got off the plane and came to the hotel, I naturally talked to the front desk about opening two rooms. Duan Muqing's face sank completely, and with a wave of his big hand, he let people open a presidential suite, and then dragged my hand and went straight to that floor.
As soon as I entered the room, he slammed the door shut, pressed me against the wall, and then looked at me in a daze.
In those eyes, there was a rout and strangeness that I had never seen before.
"Duan Muqing, what's wrong with you today?" I'm a little.
Obviously, he hung up my phone coldly first, and now what kind of evil fire is it?
He gasped heavily, and after a long time, he exhaled deeply, then tilted his head back and let go of me.
At this time, the phone that had been turned on before rang, and I took out my phone and was about to pick it up, when he snatched it away.
I was completely anxious, "What the hell is wrong with you?" What are you doing with my phone? β
He didn't speak, he just went straight up.
I don't know who is on the other end of the phone, but as soon as he picked up the phone, he silently closed his eyes, then tightened his teeth and said in a low voice, "It's inconvenient for her to answer the phone, don't call again!" With that, he hung up the phone.
"You'reβ"
Before I could finish speaking, the phone rang urgently. I angrily wrenched his hand and tried to get the phone back, but he grabbed my hands and looked at me with a look of pity that I had never seen before, "I promise you with my life that it wasn't from the hospital, it's not about Xiao Jiujiu, it's not about you, it's about your grandmother." Just beg you to do me a favor, today, don't answer anyone's phone, don't ask anything, just stay with me quietly for a day! Can you give me that day and let your eyes be only me? β
I was stunned.
His hand on the phone spread out. I inexplicably stopped thinking about picking up the phone.
Seeing that I sat down, he turned the phone off and put it on the ** head cabinet.
He looked at me, lowered his head, and habitually raised his hands to his jaw, and I realized that there was a wound on his left wrist.
I stepped forward and grabbed his hand, "How did you get it here?" β
The skin on the wrist was open, as if it had been punctured by some glass slag, and the scar was faintly covered with blood. I touched it lightly, he frowned slightly, withdrew his hand, and said lightly, "It's okay." β
Seeing that I was getting up and about to leave, he hurriedly grabbed me, "Where are you going?" β
The voice was faintly trembling because it was too tense.
I looked at him in bewilderment, and suddenly felt that the person sitting in front of me looked like a child who was afraid of being abandoned by adults.
"I'll go to the front desk and ask if there's a medical kit or something, and I'll use it to bandage your wound."
He squeezed my hand, and his voice finally softened, "No, it's fine."
I gently broke his hand, took some cotton swabs that I had brought with me to stain him with blood, and wrapped a handkerchief in it.
When everything was done, I asked him, "Does it hurt?" β
He shook his head, hammered his chest and said, "It doesn't hurt there, it hurts here." β
That look, the grievance is like a child who has been injured.
I sat down angrily, "What's wrong?" Who made you sad? β
He looked at me fixedly, "Who else but you?" β
"Me?" My eyes widened and I was confused.
"Huh! Duan Muqing, who was the person who hung up on my phone coldly before? Then he appeared in front of me inexplicably, and he looked angry, I should be the one who should be angry, right? β
He shook his head lightly, "I'm not angry with you, I'm angry with myself." β
I became more and more confused, "Angry with yourself? β
He tilted his head and looked at the glass window above him in a daze, "I'm angry that I spent so much time and energy, but I still couldn't... Go inside you. β
I was speechless at one point.
"It wasn't until I heard you say those visions for the future that I realized that the future I wanted was not the same as what you wanted! You've never counted me in your plans for the future, have you? β
I bowed my head in shame.
He continued, "I'm enchanted for you, and I don't look like myself anymore. Sometimes I'm doing something, and suddenly I think of you, and my whole heart is ah... In an instant, it was so chaotic that nothing could be done. But you're still at a loss for what happened. He sighed in confusion, "But even so, what can be done?" Doomed... I'm going to plant it in your hands for the rest of my life! β
I swallowed hard, "Duan Muqing..."
He looked back, his face broken, "This kind of taste, I really hope you don't have the opportunity to taste it in your life." β
I was instantly stuck in my throat.
After a long time, seeing that I silently lowered my head and stopped talking, he leaned over quietly, "I said that, making you uncomfortable?" β
I exhaled heavily, "Muqing, do you know? Sometimes I envy people, she can cry when she is uncomfortable, laugh at any time when she is happy, she looks headless and brainless, but she lives freely. β
I gradually raised my head and recalled, "When I was studying, I went back to my hometown with her on vacation, only to find out... Ha! It turns out that her parents are also a pair of living treasures, and the two are old, but they often fight like two children. That little home, although simple, is never lacking in laughter. How happy it would be to grow up in such a family! β
That's when I realized why I could never be as happy and carefree as a human being. I started to learn to be sensible at a very young age. I don't dare to cry out when I feel pain, I can't cry when I'm wronged, I have to be careful when I speak, and I have to walk softly and gently. Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if I accidentally do something wrong, my aunt and uncle will shout to kick me out of the house or give me away. β
I looked up, my eyes warm.
"Others have the love of my parents, but I only have my grandmother, who is also under the fence, and it is difficult to raise me. In my entire childhood, I never laughed and made trouble like my peers. Even crying, it was a person who secretly hid in the toilet. β
I smiled bitterly, "You said you couldn't go into my heart, it's painful." But actually... Sometimes I can't even walk on my own. β
"I didn't have any friends since I was a kid, and I was wary of anyone. As I grew up, I noticed that there were more people of the opposite sex around me. Everyone thinks that it should be a blessing to be chased by many people. But..."
I lowered my head, "For a girl who is not able to protect herself, the appearance that others yearn for is actually just a disaster. β
I struggled to hold my eyes, "That's... I only dare to rinse off the bath as quickly as possible, and try to keep one eye open when sleeping, and I will be awakened at any time if there is a slight disturbance..."I looked at him in a daze, "Who understands?" β
The scars of the past are gently torn apart. Tears slipped silently.
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