Luo Rou sat next to the car window, her eyes staring out of the window blankly.

Ji Qingsang got into Ji Hesheng's car, and she was pushed to Liang Chennan. In fact, she also understood what Ji Qingsang meant, but she really didn't want to think about these things now, even if it was really she who misunderstood Liang Chennan back then.

"Rou'er, I'm ......" Liang Chennan couldn't help but speak when she saw that she hadn't spoken.

"Liang Chennan, you can send me back to the door of the coffee shop." Luo Rou cut off his words, which had a clear meaning.

The thin lips were pursed, and Liang Chennan's handsome face was a little obscure and gloomy, but he still stopped his intention to speak.

Until Luo Rou was sent back to the coffee shop, the two were speechless all the way.

got out of the car, Luo Rou walked in front, and Liang Chennan, who was following behind, kept a certain distance from her but still followed behind.

She could hear his footsteps, though not loud.

Luo Rou looked back at him, her voice was flat, "I've already arrived, you don't need to send me anymore." ”

Liang Chennan stopped there and was stunned for a few seconds, and then walked towards her again.

"Rou'er, I'm sorry for what happened last time......" Liang Chennan lowered his eyes, they had never been alone since they met Yi Wei in the villa.

"After all this time, I don't care anymore."

Luo Rou originally told Ji Qingsang that she would work hard, but in the end she retreated.

In her heart, Liang Chennan has always married Yi Wei, and no matter who was right or wrong, what happened back then no longer makes sense. Even if it is like Ji Qingsang said, everything is Yi Wei's obstruction and deliberately provokes their feelings.

The wrong situation has been decided, and it is difficult to recover it.

"Rou'er, then ...... between us"

Luo Rou shook her head, her voice was always so quiet, "Without us, what you want to say about us is just me and you." ”

Me and you are like two parallel lines, and they shouldn't intersect.

Seeing that Luo Rou turned around to leave, Liang Chennan grabbed her hand, "Rou'er, can't you go back to the past?" Even if the wrong person is Yi Wei. ”

"Some things are destined to be indestructible." Luo Rou sighed lightly and replied slowly.

The words are full of alienated indifference, she seems to really don't want to think about it anymore, and she doesn't want to be entangled in this love between three people.

How much helplessness, and how much compromise is needed to hold back from saying it.

Luo Rou struggled slightly, and Liang Chennan's hand was released.

She limped toward the coffee shop, her steps slow but determined.

It's like a kind of goodbye, and finally go to a different destination that belongs to each other.

There was a person standing in the corner of the wall somewhere, and her two eyes were burning with fire, and she was obviously reluctant and longing for the man just now.

Yi Wei's fingernails were tightly buckled into the wall, but she didn't feel pain.

Liang Chennan loves Luo Rou, and Luo Rou is still entangled with Liang Chennan, which is something she can never bear.

She wouldn't let the two of them regain their relationship, and if they were going to hell, the three of them would be together.

Taking out his mobile phone, Yi Wei quickly dialed a call, "Mucheng Weekly?" I have big news to expose. ”

Back to the half-level villa, Ji Qingsang said that he was a little tired, so he went into the bedroom to rest.

She threw herself into the soft bed, closed her eyes, but the little figure always came to mind, the first time she smiled, the first time she learned to walk, and the first time she called her mother......

Thinking about it, her tears fell uncontrollably.

A large shadow suddenly appeared above her head, enveloping her entire body. When she opened her eyes, she saw those worried eyes.

The tears that wet the corners of his eyes flowed into his heart with a bitter taste.

Ji Hesheng raised his hand to wipe her tears, his soft voice was like hypnotic music, and every word was soaked in warmth, "Sangsang, I'm still here." ”

Ji Qingsang turned his head sideways, only hugged the quilt tightly, and didn't pay attention to Ji Hesheng.

He stood by her bedside for a long time before finally stepping out, silently.

The door was gently closed, Ji Qingsang got up, lifted the quilt, and walked barefoot out of bed.

Under the window, Ji Hesheng was explaining something to Liang Jiu, his face looked a little cold, and finally he walked to the car with his feet up, leaving Liang Jiu, probably to look at her.

Turning around and picking up the mobile phone on the desktop, Ji Qingsang said coldly as soon as he dialed it, "Mu Yu, follow Ji Hesheng's car, see where he goes, maybe there will be the whereabouts of Gushan." ”

I have to praise Ji Hesheng's ability, and keep Gushan airtight, even if she flattered him many times and wanted to see Gushan, but Ji Hesheng didn't agree.

What secret could it be that he cared so much about seeing Gushan?

Late at night, Ji Qingsang picked up the cold water by the moonlight and drank it slowly.

Mu Yu had already told her the final result, and Ji Hesheng did go to see Gushan in the afternoon, but he was in a relatively old prison.

Unlike the Chengbei Prison she had spent three years ago, that place had a long history, but it was a veritable purgatory. Those who are locked up have to endure great pain and inhuman torture simply because they have committed sins that cannot be redeemed.

At the same time, she also knew one thing clearly, without Ji Hesheng's permission, she really couldn't see Gushan.

But she needed to see him and figure something out.

The ice water was too cold and entered Ji Qingsang's veins through her throat, and the fire burning all over her body seemed to be extinguished.

Soon, the bedroom door was opened, and the light was instantly vented.

Ji Hesheng frowned, probably because the person sitting on the sofa was a little silent, and he opened his mouth faintly, "Sangsang, why are you sitting here?" ”

He and Ji Qingsang have their own bedrooms, as they always have. And he understands that she doesn't want to face him all day long, so the two sides are like the Chu River and the Han Boundary are clearly distinguished.

"Waiting for you."

She seemed to have been sitting for a long time, and her voice was a little cold.

Ji Hesheng walked over and touched her face, and his rough fingertips felt cold to the touch.

He withdrew his hand slightly, but hugged her up again, "It's cold, you will catch a cold if you sit here, I'll send you back to your room to sleep." ”

Ji Qingsang hooked his neck and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes, "I'll sleep here tonight, okay?" ”

The words of inquiry were accompanied by a longing.

"Sangsang ......"

"You don't like me?" Ji Qingsang interrupted him, rolled his eyes and stared straight at him, refusing to let go of every moment of his expression change.

"You know I'm not." Sighing lightly, he finally chose to put Ji Qingsang on the bed, and opened his mouth softly, "You go to bed first, I'll take a bath." ”

After Ji Hesheng came out of the bath, the woman curled up on the bed and seemed to be asleep.

Her eyes were closed, and her long eyelashes covered the underneath her eyelids, outlining a beautiful mark like a butterfly.

Ji Hesheng stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her, leaned over and kissed her lightly on the center of her eyebrows, "Good night Sangsang." ”

When his lips touched her skin, the woman with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes, stretched out her fair arms to hook him with a smile, and then sent her delicate red lips.

The act of kissing him was like a slow poison of demagogy, and the more she got drunk, the more crazy she became.

The man finally resisted her temptation and pulled himself away from her, "Sangsang, it's time for you to sleep." ”

His voice was low and hoarse, and he seemed to be uncomfortable.

Ji Hesheng's handsome facial features were a little blurred under the illumination of the light, but fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, revealing deep suppression.

Ji Qingsang was still smiling lightly, and a different light poured out of his half-squinted eyes.

She got up and pressed her body closer to the cold chest, soaking in the comfort.

Ji Hesheng wanted to pull her hands away, but she was clasped very tightly, and she was quite reluctant to let go.

"Ji Hesheng, you still like me, don't you?" She asked, her eyes like silk, and her cheeks showed an abnormal flush.

It wasn't until this moment that Ji Hesheng found that her whole body was scary, as if she had a fever.

"Sangsang, you're sick." Ji Hesheng raised his hand to her forehead as he spoke.

"I drugged myself." Ji Qingsang smiled slightly, her body gradually felt the burning heat and emptiness and numbness, she knew that it was the effect of the medicine that gradually took effect.

Even if there is a cloth between him and Ji Hesheng, he can reach each other's hearts and set off a huge storm.

With crimson cheeks and a low whisper, no matter how smart Ji Hesheng is, he should know what medicine she has given herself.

"Why?" He asked, a glint of anger in his eyes.

"Because otherwise, you wouldn't want to touch me, would you?" Ji Qingsang sneered, but his eyes were as clean as when they first met, not stained with the slightest lust.

Ji Hesheng was silent, he really wouldn't touch her, at least not until she passed a little shadow.

"Of course, you can choose not to touch me until I ...... now"

Before Ji Qingsang finished speaking, a little blood spilled out of her mouth, and Ji Hesheng immediately pinched her chin to stop her next move.

She's biting her tongue.

Do you want to kill yourself?

Maybe it wasn't suicide, it was just trying to torture him.

Ji Hesheng rarely couldn't restrain his emotions, but at this moment he was not calm at all.

Lowering her head, not allowing her to harm herself, Ji Hesheng covered her lips and outlined her wonderful lip shape little by little.

The clothes were scattered, and the pleasant smell of the man completely enveloped her senses, and she smiled brightly, sinking more and more into the tenderness he gave.

At this moment, the restless factor in the body seems to be released by touch, and between the pull of reason and emotion, the spark of the prairie spreads inch by inch, and it becomes more and more brilliant in such a night.

The air is ambiguous and low panting mixed with sweet aromas, which continue to stretch the night until dawn is approaching, and the figures floating under the moonlight are still cut.

If she is an extremely sultry poppy, then he is willing to float in the world with her.

Because she is also a drug, she can't quit if she is addicted.