Pei Yi's white eyes dimmed.

Liang Qian was in a good mood and took the initiative to take his hand, the stiffness of his palm seemed to reveal something, which he habitually covered up - Pei Yibai pushed her hand away: "What do you want to drink?" I'll get it. ”

After speaking, he walked to the waiter who was holding a plate not far away.

Liang Qian reluctantly wrapped his arms around him.

She looked at it with a smile, her gaze was almost Liang Rou: "But I forgot to tell them that I didn't choose Huo Liuyin, not because I couldn't let go of you, but because I felt that I was not worthy of him." ”

“……”

"Do you understand? What I'm talking about is ......" Liang Qian's smile became sweeter and sweeter, but her eyes were cold, and she reiterated word by word, very clearly, "...... Not worthy. ”

Liang Qian heard the sound of being shattered......

Does it finally hurt your heart?

This is the first time Liang Qian laughed from the bottom of his heart tonight-

The wedding company arranged an afterparty after the wedding banquet, refused all the media, invited some popular stars and young models to help, and the guests had a lot of fun until two o'clock in the morning.

No one noticed that the bride was absent from the party the whole time.

Liang Qian had left after the wedding banquet, but on the wedding night, she had nowhere to go, driving blindly on the streets late at night, until she finally stopped the car, she found that she had unknowingly returned to the Liang family's mansion.

This property is a birth gift from Liang Qian's grandfather. Now, except for one of the Liang family's properties in New Zealand, the rest of the properties have been put up for sale so that Liang Qian can cash out, and this mansion is naturally not spared. With the help of an agent, it was sold for a decent price, and I believe that the new owner will move in soon.

Aunt Liang accompanied Mrs. Liang to New Zealand to recuperate, at this time the Liang family mansion has long been emptied, the last spare key was left in Liang Qian's hands, originally every time Liang Qian returned here, the maid would open the door for her, but now she can only get out of the car, untie the heavy iron bars wrapped around the door, and open the door with all her might.

The car stopped outside the gate, and Liang Qian walked in.

The scenery on both sides of the road was created by the most famous garden designer of the year, and since Liang Qian can remember, someone will take care of every flower and plant here every morning, even in the cold winter, it can maintain a spring full of joy. However, at this moment, Liang Qian looked at it and only saw a withered scene. In the end, Liang Qian came to the main building, pushed open the door, and there was an empty living room in front of him.

The wine cellar was kept intact, and Liang Qian walked down the spiral stairs into the fragrant basement, and thought while choosing: If Liang Mingyi knew, knowing that she had given many of the good wines he had collected as gifts to the new owner of the house he had never met, he would have to beat her to death in anger......

After all, it can only be self-deprecating.

Liang Qian returned to the living room with wine and glasses, the sound of footsteps echoed coldly under the high ceiling, there was no table and chairs, she could only sit on the ground,

Pour yourself a glass.

Pouring himself to the end, he was really a little drunk, Liang Qian raised his wine glass leisurely, and said to the air of the wine: "To you." ”

To whom?

Respect the unscrupulous enemy, respect the selfish relatives, respect ...... Stupid to the extreme. Liang Qian laughed, closed his eyes and raised his head to drink.

Her laughter hadn't dissipated yet, and at that moment, a "click" sounded in her ears.

The sound of the door lock turning.

Liang Qianmian looked at the door blindfolded.

I saw that the door on one side was slowly pushed open, and then a tall figure walked in. The surroundings were dim, except for the tall figure, the rest of the beams could not be seen clearly, and they were about to squint their eyes to take a closer look, and the person who came had walked from the darkness into the bright place.

A pair of leather shoes with a dark light, a pair of slender trousers, a thin shirt, and a Pei Yibai with cold eyes. After only a moment's awakening, Liang Qian sneered, lowered his head and poured himself another glass.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped half a meter away from her, and a low voice hung above her head: "You park the car outside, the doors are not closed, and the coat is also on the car." ”

Saying that, Pei Yibai had already unfurled the coat in his hand and draped it on her shoulders.

The heavy coat made Liang Qian not feel a trace of Liang warmth, on the contrary, it was cold. He should have expected that the hypocritical concern could only be exchanged for the disdain of this woman, and she muttered as she sipped her wine: "This is a private place, you are not welcome." Get lost. ”

Pei Yibai seemed to smile, and quickly squatted down to meet the woman's eye level, spread his palm in front of her, and motioned for her to look at the key in his hand.

Liang Qian was immediately stunned.

Pei Yibai took her wine glass and took a sip of the shallow lip print she had printed on the mouth of the glass.

Liang Qian, who reacted, shook her head and smiled bitterly, she admired him a little: "You bought this property?" ”

This is obviously knowingly asked. He did a really beautiful job to take away the things that originally belonged to the Liang family, what qualifications did she have to prevent him from feeling the joy of revenge? Liang Qian took a deep breath: "Okay." I'll get out. ”

Liang Qian drank a lot, his body couldn't help but float a little, and he slowly stood up and was about to leave, Pei Yibai suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her suddenly, and Liang Qian was dizzy and fell down.

The wine bottle was poured, the wine glass was spilled, Liang Qian fell to the ground, if it weren't for Pei Yibai's hand padding the back of her head, she might have broken her head at this moment.

Pei Yibai leaned halfway and looked at her from top to bottom. Whose eyes are soaked with the red wine flowing on the ground? Liang Qian slammed against his shoulder, but he broke her resistance in the next second.

"Since you refuse to divorce, you should expect that I will not be willing to be a couple in name only......"

With Pei Yibai's leaning over movement, the last ray of light in his eyes disappeared.

"You really don't deserve Huo Liuyin, because it's ...... here," he tapped his finger to her lips.

His hand followed the graceful curve of his body and slowly fell to her chest, "...... here"

Little by little, he lifted her skirt

side, "here ......"

“……”

"It's all engraved with my Pei Yibai's name."

Liang Qian turned his head away in panic, and his kiss was only on the side of her face.

Pei Yibai laughed silently, either angry or angry, or just intended to silently appreciate her reaction when she was in a desperate situation, nothing was known, but there was a plausible smile hidden in the corner of his mouth. As far as Liang Qian's eyes could see, only the poured wine bottle could save her, she reflexively reached out to try to reach it, but it was always a fraction of a second, under her indiscriminate kicking, Pei Yibai's abdomen was hit hard, and he snorted in pain, Liang Qian finally got rid of the force he clamped on her wrist, and was about to smash the wine bottle with his backhand.

There was a loud "pop" -

Pei Yibai, who was unharmed, grabbed the wine bottle in her hand with precise eyes, and with a flick of his hand, the wine bottle smashed against the partition wall not far away.

The mirrored partition wall shattered.

The glass slag splashed on Liang Qian's face, and Liang Qian didn't have time to react at all, only feeling a pair of hands protecting her face.

The loud bang was followed by a deathly silence, and the hand that protected her face quietly let go. Liang Qian's ears seemed to echo the crisp cracking sound at the moment when the partition wall shattered, but the expected stinging sensation did not hit, but "ticked", and Liang Qian felt a drop of Liang hot liquid dripping on her face.

Pei Yibai casually glanced at the small wounds on the back of his hand, as if he didn't care, his gaze returned to this woman's face in the next second, wiped off the blood that accidentally dripped on her face with his fingertips, and then smiled slightly.

Is he reassuring that she wasn't hurt?

No, he was just laughing at her panic? Under this smile, Liang Qian regained his senses in an instant, and pushed him away angrily. She almost used all her strength this time, Pei Yibai was pushed and almost fell backwards, and her hands slammed on the ground to barely maintain her balance.

His palm just pressed against the glass slag on the ground, did it hurt? Even Liang Qian could see the blood flowing from under his palm, but she couldn't see a trace of pain on his face.

This man was so cruel to himself, how could he be kind to her? Liang smiled slightly, and finally realized where he was wrong-

On the road to revenge, he is definitely her role model.

The coat fell to the ground, already stained with red wine, Liang Qian looked at the eye-catching scarlet, calmed down and thought about it, what was his first step in revenge?

It is to approach her and gain her trust......

Pei Yibai sat there, his head down, and there was no trace of emotion in the dark. The embarrassment of a place, he is silent. The sound of her footsteps rings in my ears. She still left, without lingering at all......

Pei Yibai tried to move the corners of his mouth, but after all, he couldn't pull out a self-deceptive smile.

After she left, the last trace of Liang Du in this world had left him. So be it...... So be it......

I don't know how long it took, and there seemed to be familiar footsteps in Pei Yibai's ears. He was all too familiar with this illusion, and every time she resolutely left, she left him where he was, for a minute, a moment, a moment, a night...... He always imitates

When the Buddha heard her footsteps coming and going, he always looked up in surprise and could only see the emptiness of a room.

Footsteps stopped in front of him, silently. The pair of high heels in front of Pei Yibai was stepping on the glass slag on the ground, and at that moment, he lost the courage to raise his head to accept the loss that would come next.

Such a majestic sense of loss, as powerful as him, is also unable to resist at all.

However, fortunately, loss is the same as pain, and no matter how heartbreaking it is, it can't beat the sentence "just get used to it......

At this moment, in this Liang family's mansion, where there was no one except him, Pei Yibai silently said to himself, just get used to it-he slowly raised his head.

Liang Qian stood in front of him.

At that moment, Pei Yibai seemed to have forgotten everything. I forgot the withered flowers in front of my mother's grave, forgot the tragic image of my father bleeding like a river after falling from the building, forgot the unforgettable hatred, and forgot ...... spoke, just quietly looking at the woman standing in front of him with a cold face.

Only her.

Liang Qian seemed to have run all the way back, and even gasped faintly. Her expression had no other emotions except coldness, but the bag she handed him carried everything that could not be explained.

Pei Yibai opened the bag, gauze, anti-inflammatory drugs, hemostatic cotton, ......-

The night was silent.

The moonlight shattered all over the ground.

Liang Qian bandaged him. Sitting on the windowsill, she looked intently at the wound on his hand while he stared coldly at the mess on the other side.

The glass shards scattered on the ground were refracting the moonlight projected from outside the window, and what was reflected in Pei Yi's white eyes was full of sparkle. But this was still not enough to bury the long-ingrained darkness in this man's eyes.

The heating was turned on in the room, but it wasn't so cold, this pair of men and women, they didn't look at each other, and they couldn't see each other's thoughts, so they could only quietly play the role they should play.

She is soft-hearted, and he is cold.

No one spoke, and the silence was terrible.

What broke it all was the sudden ringing of a mobile phone.

It's Pei Yibai's mobile phone.

The bell rang suddenly, and Liang Qian, who was devoting himself to the role, suddenly tightened, and the strength in his hand subconsciously became heavy. A deep pain spread from the wound, but he just raised his eyes to look at her very calmly, and his brows did not wrinkle.

Pei Yibai took out his mobile phone from his bag and answered it with his eyes down.

Because it was quiet enough, even Liang Qian could hear Lu Mingyuan's voice, which was very familiar with each other, from the other end of the earpiece: "It seems that you are still alive...... Not bad. ”

Lu Mingyuan was teasing, but Pei Yibai didn't smile at all, and only looked up at her. Liang Qianwu wrapped himself in gauze and didn't raise his head, as if there was nothing more important than treating his wounds. Lu Mingyuan, who was far away from her, revealed her deep thoughts through the radio waves: "With her personality, maybe she will really hide a knife under the pillow and kill you directly on the wedding night." Beware. ”

(End of chapter)