Pity!

Leng Xiaoxi couldn't help but sigh, his eyes couldn't bear to look any longer, and it wasn't until the bright red plasma filled the needle that the doctor in white slowly let go of the slender, wheat-colored arm.

When the people around him dispersed, Ah Ping sighed before leaving, "Maybe there is no problem at all, you still have to live!" The other Ah Ping didn't say anything and left silently.

The air was cold.

There was no one around, except for the petiteness.

"You, get out of here!" Chu Tiannan glanced at the delicate figure and had not left, the scarlet in the corners of his eyes was soaked in his pupils little by little, bursting with the anger in his chest, and his voice was full of infinite strength.

"Can you let me stay with you for a while?" Her weak voice had never been like this.

"I don't need you to be pitiful?" His voice was hysterical like never before. "Get out of here!" There was a hint of blood in the ink-stained pupils.

He originally thought that Leng Xiaoxi would retreat from the difficulty, and this vicious words and tone were enough to provoke her character and let her leave.

I didn't expect that,

"Hehe, Chu Tiannan, do you think you are who you are, do you think you are the savior?" She walked unhurriedly in front of him with her shoulders crossed, lukewarm, aggressive, "Who told you to snatch my needle?" You want me to owe you a favor, no way, or give me back that little thing, so that we don't owe each other, and I'll get out of here at once. ”

She completely commanded him.

…… Chu Tiannan raised his gloomy eyes and glanced at her faintly, picked up a cigarette on the table without saying a word, and then turned on the lighter with a clatter, igniting the smoke on his lips that comforted the loneliness.

Silence is better than sound!

Mi stared at the trace of smoke with his ink eyes, and his voice gradually rolled up along the wisp of gossamer, soaked in the cold air of winter, "I may be infected with AIDS, you can go!" The cold air silently lingered with a hint of heart-piercing desolation.

She sat down calmly, "Chu Tiannan," Leng Xiaoxi rubbed his two slender fingers, and his voice slowed down slightly, "You have a lovely son, and a beautiful and virtuous wife who loves you, so you shouldn't run away, maybe that needle is nothing." ”

"Enough, if you want to stay here, shut up right now!" He plopped his back and leaned back on the sofa, the corners of his eyes overflowing with irritation and uneasiness, and with a puff, wisps of smoke spiraled up, rolled into beautiful fireworks, and then became chaotic.

Getting up, she walked to the window, opened the dark curtain of the floor-to-ceiling window with a brush, her eyes were close, and she saw the familiar street lamp at a glance, from left to right, the street lamp was exactly the eighteenth, her heart tightened again, and she suffocated for a moment.

Maybe the youth is young, maybe the prosperity is gone,

Yesterday's neon is not as sad as today's.

Putting away her eyes, Leng Xiaoxi turned around and went to the kitchen, she couldn't find the water cup, she hurriedly shuttled through the middle of the various rooms, especially in the innermost bedroom, she finally found a water cup, but on the bedside table full of his breath, she found a special thing,

Crystal ball?

Her heart thumped again, exactly the same, crystal glass, droplet snowflakes, and in the small room built in the middle, a girl and a boy were looking up at the snow in the sphere......

He said with Zicheng, the contract between life and death, holding the hand of the son, and carrying the old with the son.

Isn't it broken? How can there be? Her heart stopped beating in an instant, and even the water glass in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

If they are ruthless, why do the bits and pieces of life always inadvertently bump into each other;

If it is said that they have affection, why do they push them farther and farther away from each other, until she is so far away that she can barely see him.

He has his life, career, wife, son.

But what do you have, except for a stone in your heart, which can never bloom, but you have nothing?

Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon, but where is my body, where my heart is, I don't even know myself, how can I talk about what I have?

Smelling the sound of cracking in the bedroom, Chu Tiannan was still indifferent and spewed that cloudy smoke, he was thinking, after so many years, he still hadn't approached a person's life.

There was a shallow mist in the corners of her eyes, she walked out with her eyes down, cleaned up the house, and then whispered, I'll go out and buy something! A patch of green silk covered the slightly swollen little face.

She couldn't lose the last drop of crystal in front of him, her heart was no longer tearless, the stone was cold and thorough, her heart was tired, and she didn't want to think about anything more.

Her brain was suddenly a little messy, and the breath in her chest came up little by little, she felt that it was very dull here, she wanted to inhale a touch of fresh air at the door, and devoured her depression and incomprehension, as well as the crystal in the corner of her eyes, this is a good way, otherwise she won't be able to stay at all.

Otherwise, that mournful voice would have sobbed out of his own voice.

When he rushed out of the door, Ah Qiang at the door was shocked, he stared at his dark eyes, looked Leng Xiaoxi who was hanging his head up and down, and asked quietly, "How is he?" ”

"Seven days after the blood test report!" She sighed, these seven days were also the most difficult seven days for him, shook her head, she walked out, and said, "I'll be back in ten minutes." ”

When she flashed out of the elevator, her heart was lonely under the emptiness, things were far from being as simple as she imagined, he didn't love himself at all, just a boring stand-in, how could he lose his heart again, that stone was well hidden in his heart, he couldn't just split it and give birth to flowers.

Slowly approaching the street lamp, her heart became even more lonely, she didn't expect that he was still remembering her as a stand-in.

It was unexpected, and it was unexpected.

Stroking the cold lamp pole, her heart was once again extremely tormented, can she really let go?

Originally, she wanted to calm down, but she was hit again inexplicably, she didn't know how to go next, she really lost the direction of her life again, there would be no more emotional ripples in her life, I thought she wanted to follow Gu Wanrou's advice and try to accept Ye Feng's.

But the flying disaster once again disrupted the beautiful plan of her life.

People are not as good as heaven, it seems that God is still fair, always opening a door for you, and closing another window, this door, she has to go on well, no longer as careless as three or four years ago to blur her eyes.

Remember that day,

She was like a drizzle of silk, and he stood alone under the street lamp, quietly staring in his direction? His heart shook violently......

When the pain hit her one after another, and the pain was unbearable, she turned her head violently, she really couldn't think about it anymore, if she thought about it again, she would have to lose her reason?

Wow, she ran to the elevator,

At that moment, the petite in the wind was deeply reflected in the dark ink pupils, but a trace of warmth quietly passed in the corners of his eyes, but he himself did not notice it.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear!

Ah Qiang saw Leng Xiaoxi, who was wandering out of the corner of his eye, hurriedly flashed out of the elevator, and just wanted to say something, but Leng Xiaoxi blocked the words in front of him, "Ah Qiang, call Miss Ling, let her come and see Chu Tiannan!" ”

"You're leaving?" Cuong's eyes were filled with a layer of disappointment?

"No, I'll stay here all the time, and he can't get rid of him if he wants to, unless I'm in the way of him and Miss Ling?" Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but be sour, and she was a little surprised even when she said it.

Ah Qiang's heart that was lifted was finally put down, he wanted to laugh but he held back, how could he be in the mood to laugh at this time,

"Actually...... "What did he just want to say?"

Leng Xiaoxi had already pushed the door in, and went straight to the kitchen, just like when she arrived at her own home, she made a glass of water, drank it with a gulp, and then poured another cup and brought it to Chu Tiannan.

"Chu Tiannan takes a sip of tea, so afraid of death?" Her contemptuous look. Gazing at him sitting on the sofa below.

His immobile pupils glanced at the glass of water that shook slightly, shook it, and finally he didn't pick it up, "Leng Xiaoxi, I like the scenery in the Santu River very much." ”

"Okay, I've got arsenic, you can go to the Santu River earlier?" Leng Xiaoxi bent down, the corners of his mouth pulled slightly, a little sarcastic. "Do you dare to drink?"

He picked up the cup, did not hesitate, and put half a cup into his stomach as soon as he raised his neck!

Staring at his water glass, beautiful and exquisite, the pattern on it is printed with a lifelike woman, bright eyes and bright teeth, but it is a Luo skirt dragging the ground, with thousands of styles and thousands of favors.

Rub a few small prints:

"Say with Zicheng, life and death are broad, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son?"

Hehe, Chu Tiannan seems to be really affectionate, in the end, in addition to the crystal ball, I'm afraid there is also that orchid handkerchief, and in Ling Yuexi's personal ornaments?

She suddenly regretted it, was she amorous again just now, amorous since ancient times, and even more so that she could snub the Qingqiu Festival, hehe, her heart is still that stone, and it has not changed.

The temperature on the surface of the stone seemed to have risen a little just now, but now it has dropped, and it is as cold as ever.

With a bang, the moment the water cup was placed on the coffee table, it shook Leng Xiaoxi's tense heartstrings, and the water cup was placed a little harder, and some jumping splashes couldn't help but pop out naughtily.

Those drops were like crystals, as if merciless tears crashed into their eyes one by one.

In a flash

She didn't hesitate for a second to bend down and hold his water glass, straightened up, and then poured all the mouthfuls into her throat, thinking of Chu Tiannan, a merciful guy, her heart was stabbed again, but this time she came prepared, that heart was a stone, how could it hurt and hurt again, it was just a hard hit.

With a tilt of her neck, she drank half a glass of water.

"In this way, Chu Tiannan, I no longer owe you!" Leng Xiaoxi's lips reflected a trace of delicate water droplets, like the peach blossom stamens after the rain stained with jade dew and crystal clear, and the fragrance was overflowing.

A trace of consternation flashed quickly in the thick ink pupils, but it was gone in the blink of an eye, he looked at the glittering crystal on her delicate lips, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink violently again, this was something he had never thought of.