Outside the villa, the wind was bleak, the shadows of the trees were abundant, and the gunfire finally stopped.

Su Yichen faced Steward Mu with a solemn face and said, "Take her upstairs, I'll take a look." ”

"Su ......" Su Jingruo didn't say the next sentence, and the person left.

Steward Mu noticed Su Jingruo's expression, looked at her worried look, smiled faintly, and looked at the back of the lonely walk away under the moonlight, she was relieved that the young master was finally no longer lonely.

There is a feeling that has never been blurted out, but it really appeared.

From passion to affection, from touching to gratitude, from romance to staying together. The longer the time, the more reluctant she is to leave, in the face of difficulties, she does not leave, he does not give up, this is called a lover.

If you love someone so much, if you meet it, cherish it, maybe you can only meet such a person in your life.

He is willing to help you live, die for you, and pay silently for you, but he does not ask for anything in return.

His protection is in the place you can't see, love is invisible, hidden in love.

Young master, I hope you don't be that silent person anymore, there is a sea in your heart, but you pretend to be a scoop of water, like a person who knows how cold and warm he is when he drinks water.

Then I sighed, it's just, when will you be able to put down the burden on your shoulders and walk the path you want to take?

"Steward Mu......" Su Jingruo shouted, interrupting Steward Mu's thoughts, she turned around, "Huh? ”

"What are they going to do?" Su Jingruo's eyes pointed to the two corpses lying in the entrance, the person who broke in at the back door was killed by Steward Mu's shotgun, and she was killed by one shot at the door, now looking at the two corpses, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which reminded her of the night when the Mo family was attacked, and suddenly felt cold, as if the blood in her whole body had been drained away in an instant, and she even asked This smell of blood is disgusting and wants to vomit.

Butler Mu also noticed that Su Jingruo's face was pale and she didn't look very comfortable, thinking that she might be afraid, so she persuaded, "Miss Su, I'll send you upstairs first." ”

"......" Su Jingruo frowned, nodded, bypassed the blood on the ground, walked up the stairs, and Steward Mu followed at the back door.

Opening the door of the room, Su Jingruo stood inside the door, and Steward Mu stood outside the door.

She asked Steward Mu, "Are the police back?" ”

Steward Mu smiled slightly, "No." ”

Su Jingruo looked at Steward Mu suspiciously, "But this gunshot ......"

"Don't worry about this, Miss Su, the young master will take care of it." Then he took Su Jingruo's hand, "Miss Su, just now...... Thank you so much! ”

Su Jingruo remembered that she had shot the person who rushed in from the main entrance in the back, and just shook her head, "It's okay if you're okay." ”

Steward Mu comforted Su Jingruo's shoulder, "Miss Su, go and rest, when you wake up tomorrow, everything will be calm again." ”

"......" Su Jingruo nodded quietly and closed the door.

Leaning against the wall, hearing the footsteps in the corridor fading away, Su Jingruo turned on all the lights in the room a little tired, tilted her head and stared at the empty place in a daze.

The picture of her pulling the trigger appeared in her mind, and when the bullet pierced the man's chest, she saw blood splatter, and the man fell to the ground and twitched a few times before he stopped, Su Jingruo rubbed the tip of her nose, and then slid down the wall and sat on the carpet, her hands were trembling, and she instinctively hugged her curled knees.

She's scared.

……

Sleepless nights

In the dark, the huddled man in the bathtub stared at the ceiling, and even after taking sleep aids, she could not forget the fierce shootout and the image of her shooting.

When the bullet passed through the back of the intruder, Su Jingruo's whole body was numb, her consciousness didn't know where to float, and her whole body trembled in place, if it wasn't for Su Yichen calling her, I'm afraid she would have been standing there.

The first killing, just yesterday, the first killing of a living person.

The first time she fired the gun, she didn't know that the recoil of the gun would hurt so much, and her hands trembled for a long time, and then rinsed with cold water to relieve some of the pain.

I didn't know what was going on outside, but Su Jingruo heard faint footsteps and whispered conversations, one of which was Su Yichen's.

She slowly closed her eyes, not thinking about what happened tonight, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, curled up in a baby position, hypnotized herself, and woke up tomorrow, everything was over.

……

As soon as dawn, Su Jingruo climbed out of the bathtub and threw the pistol in the cabinet under the washstand, she took a look, opened the cabinet and hid it, and then went downstairs to see the situation.

Walking out of the room and seeing Su Yichen's door closed, she turned around and went downstairs.

The villa was as orderly as ever, and the servants were cleaning, looking at their expressions as if nothing had happened last night.

She walked down the stairs, stood on the jogging platform on the first floor and stopped, pursed her lips and looked at the entrance, her hand subconsciously clenched the handrail, and carefully looked at the floor of the entrance, where there were no corpses, no blood, all traces were cleanly disposed of.

She calmly walked down the steps, and the footsteps attracted the people downstairs to raise their heads and greet with a smile: "Good morning, Miss Su." ”

The maid's smile crashed into her eyes, Su Jingruo was a little unprepared, pursed her lips slightly, and said one word: "Early." ”

Bypassing the stairs and walking towards the dining room, looking for the familiar figure, Steward Mu came from the kitchen, holding breakfast in his hand, and greeted her gently, "Miss Su, morning." ”

Su Jingruo came back to her senses, her gaze stagnated for a second, and then she regained her expression, and replied lightly: "Morning." ”

Steward Mu was as gentle and humble as ever, with a calm and kind smile, and he couldn't tell that he had experienced life and death last night.

"Miss Su, eat breakfast."

"Oh." Su Jingruo responded simply.

Sitting down and looking at Su Yichen's position, she took the chopsticks handed over by Steward Mu, "Where is Young Master Su?" ”

"The young master has gone to the morning exercise." Steward Mu replied.

"Oh." Su Jingruo put down her chopsticks, got up and walked to the window, and looked at Su Yichen who was jogging in the morning through the glass window.

He was wearing a black sports suit and headphones, and was running around the sports field comfortably, just like the cold man last night.

Retracting her gaze, she sat back on the dining chair, and when she picked up the chopsticks, her mouth hurt, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the chopsticks fell on the table.

Steward Mu looked over, "Miss Su......"

Su Jingruo deliberately covered her right hand, and replied with a light smile: "It's okay." ”

Steward Mu turned around and went to the kitchen, and brought a pair of chopsticks and put them on the table.

Su Jingruo lowered her head, glanced at the chopsticks, and then spread the napkin slowly, after the housekeeper Mu left, she went to get the spoon, thinking that this would be a smooth breakfast, but the spoon handle would touch the position of the tiger's mouth, she endured the pain, spoonful by spoonful.

Su Yichen just finished running in the morning, and when he returned, he looked over from the living room, Su Jingruo raised his head when he heard the footsteps, and asked, "Morning." ”

Su Yichen took the towel handed by the maid, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and then slowly walked towards the restaurant.

Su Jingruo lowered her head and continued to eat, and the person behind her bypassed the chair and sat next to her.

His big palm reached into her line of sight, and a timeless voice poured down from the top of her head, "Hand, I'll take a look." ”

When he said that, he had already reached out to grab her hand, and Su Jingruo was about to avoid it, but her wrist was buckled.

“！” The spoon was put on the tiger's mouth, her brows wrinkled in pain, but she pretended to be okay and waved the other party's hand away, and said in disgust: "Go take a bath, it smells of sweat." Throwing the spoon on the table, "I'm full and I'm going to work." "Get up and leave.

The big palm grabbed the woman's shoulder, and pressed it hard, Su Jingruo was picked up like a chicken and placed on the dining chair.

He raised his eyebrows, tugged at his clothes, and said, "It's called manliness, remember." He smiled wickedly and charmingly, and then stared at her again, "Sit down, your hand out." ”

Su Jingruo stared directly at the person opposite, and said calmly: "Don't delay me at work, won't you?" ”

"No!" Su Yichen grabbed her hand and looked down, the white jade seemed to be in her hand, and the red and glamorous burns in the tiger's mouth made his eyes sink.

raised his head, looked at Su Jingruo's clear eyes, and said, "Why didn't you say it last night?" He turned to the servant behind him and ordered, "Bring the ointment left by Dr. Ning." ”

"Yes, young master." The servant leaves.

Su Jingruo had a cold face, what did she say last night? She also found out in hindsight, and he was also busy all night, he was busy downstairs disposing of the corpses of those people, could it be that she went down to complain that her hand was injured? Cut, no kidding, she can't do this.

made up a reason, saying, "It doesn't hurt either, I only found out in the morning." ”

Su Yichen bowed his body, lowered his eyes, held her little hand, held it in the palm of his hand, he stared at the injured tiger's mouth, I don't know if it was because he didn't tell her what to pay attention to when using a gun, or because he simply saw her injured, in short, the feeling of pity wrapped around his heart, it was his fault, he didn't protect her.

Thinking of this, her lips pursed, the expression on her face was serious and gloomy, Su Jingruo raised her eyes and looked, this person is sick, she is the one who is injured, why do you put a stinky face with her, as if he is injured, neurotic.

Suddenly, Su Yichen raised his eyelids, and the eyes of the two collided without warning, their eyes facing each other, stunned, heartbeat, and breathing stopped.

The man's eyes were pale brown, but they were so mirrory, she saw her own shadow from inside, in his eyes, there was only her at the moment, he was affectionate and pitiful for her hand, she could see it.

The woman's gaze is clear and clean, like a pool of lake water gathered between the mountains and rivers, the deep and quiet color, where it seems to be as flat as a mirror, but in fact there is a huge whirlpool hidden behind the calm, she is good at hiding, not only hiding hatred, but also pain.

During the period of plastic surgery and skin grafting, she never complained of pain, never shouted or made trouble, and endured it silently, is she not afraid of pain? How is it possible, she is a human being, if she is a human being, she will have flesh and blood, and if she is injured, she will hurt.

She didn't show it, not that it didn't hurt, but that she didn't want others to see her hurt.

"You're hiding with me?" Su Yichen suddenly asked inexplicably.

Su Jingruo was slightly stunned, as if he had seen through his thoughts, and turned her face away a little awkwardly.

"You don't have to hide it in front of me." Su Yichen said, "You are happy, painful, confused or confused, you can show me, there is no need to hide, I am the man behind you, you know." ”

"......" Su Jingruo pursed her lips and withdrew her hand hard, but to no avail, the big palm imprisoned her wrist like a pliers, and she couldn't escape, she said disappreciably: "I said I don't hurt, I ......" and said something, but was interrupted by the maid who came.

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