230 doesn't love you
Zhao Pingjin only felt that his heart hurt as if he was being held by a hand, he called her name lightly, the Adam's apple slid up and down slightly, and the bitterness permeated his throat little by little, he didn't care about anything else, stretched out his arm and hugged her tightly, his jaw was lowered, pressed against her hair, and his voice was very soft: "He'er, don't look at me like this, don't be afraid of me, I'm Zhao Pingjin, I'm not one of those bad people......"
"Zhao Pingjin ......"
Xu He muttered, raising a thin face that was about to fall out of shape in his arms, she looked at him with pleading in her eyes: "Please, you let me go, okay?" β
The first time, she was really not afraid at all, because she believed in him with all her heart, he would definitely come, and he would not give up on her.
And the second time, she was really scared.
She finally realized how small she was, and finally understood how naΓ―ve and ridiculous she was in the past.
An ordinary girl, a girl who is not very important in the eyes of her beloved, is not even as good as an ant in their cold and noble world.
She was really scared, she couldn't afford to provoke someone like them.
She just wants to live her life in peace.
"He'er ......"
"I know, you may still like me a little bit, you may not have met a girl you like more, but Zhao Pingjin, I don't love you anymore."
After she finished speaking, she looked at him again, as if emphasizing to herself, her voice was soft, but very decisive: "Did you hear clearly, I don't love you anymore...... Zhao Pingjin. β
Outside the window, there was a faint roar of speeding cars.
Xu He subconsciously looked out, far away, and couldn't see whose car it was.
But as the distance got closer and closer, Xu He had already recognized the car, it was Tang Zhao coming.
Suddenly, she smiled very sweetly.
That smile, like countless needles, was overwhelmingly pierced in Zhao Pingjin's eyes and heart.
"Look, my boyfriend came to pick me up."
Xu He pointed out the window, and the two cars were parked side by side.
Tang Zhao pulled the car door and got out of the car, his handsome face was full of anxiety and worry.
He strode this way.
"I'm leaving."
Xu He pointed to Zhao Pingjin's arm: "Can you let me go?" β
He stiffly lowered his arm, and Xu He said thank you.
She lifted her hand, straightened her hair, and pulled the car door.
Zhao Pingjin didn't stop her.
At this moment, he sincerely thought that if Tang Zhao could make her happy, he was willing to stop disturbing her.
The moment the car door opened, Xu He hadn't gotten out of the car, Tang Zhao had already stepped forward and hugged her directly.
Xu He still had a little stress reaction and subconsciously dodged it, but soon, she smiled at Tang Zhao with her face up, raised her hand and hugged his neck.
Tang Zhao didn't look at Zhao Pingjin, hugged Xu He and walked to the car, he opened the car door, put Xu He in the passenger seat, and fastened her seat belt very seriously.
Zhao Pingjin saw that after the seat belt was buckled, Xu He raised his face and kissed Tang Zhao gently.
Tang Zhao also bowed his head and kissed her, loving Zhen's kind of kiss very much.
Zhao Pingjin sat there calmly and watched them kiss.
He thought of what Jiang Nick said when he came, she said, brother, in fact, you are not too much at fault, and Xu He is even more innocent.
Maybe you just don't have a fate.
Maybe it's just that the timing isn't quite right.
A little earlier, or a little later.
A little earlier, maybe they would have broken up peacefully, and she wouldn't have gotten into trouble.
A little later, maybe he can protect the people he wants to protect.
Tang Zhao drove her away.
The taillights of the car were gone, and Zhao Pingjin wanted to smoke a little, so he took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette.
Xu He's breath has not completely dissipated.
Suddenly, he puffed out his cigarette again, and he lowered his eyes and stared at the messy blanket.
His fingers trembled a little, and he slowly reached out and grabbed the corner of the blanket.
He lowered his head and buried his face in the soft blanket.
The faint smell of hospital disinfectant on her body and the faint scent stained her hair.
It seems to be fleeting, but it is like a raging tide slapping on the shore, and it is devouring his whole person in a devastating manner.
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The car did not go back to the hospital.
Tang Zhao took her back to their apartment.
Xu He obediently let him hold his hand, and endured the discomfort caused by skin contact in his heart.
Tang Zhao led her upstairs and went to the room where she lived.
The door opened, and the light was not turned on, Tang Zhao gently pressed her on the back of the door, lowered his head and kissed her.
His kiss was a little flustered, as if there was still a fear and fear that had not subsided.
Xu He raised his hand and gently stroked his back, soothing him one by one.
Tang Zhao slowly kissed her neck, lowered his head, and buried his face in her shoulder socket.
Xu He felt a small hot dampness.
Her fingers paused, and then stroked his back lovingly: "Tang Zhao, I'm not coming back." β
Tang Zhao couldn't describe that kind of fear.
Last time, he just crossed the road to buy cigarettes, and Xu He disappeared without a trace.
When he found her, her white dress was stained red with blood and was lowered from the beam, and at that moment, Tang Zhao really felt that the whole world had collapsed.
Until he was sure she was alive.
"Xu He."
Tang Zhao held her face, and he looked at her seriously: "Is it okay for us to get married, let's go get the certificate, you be my wife, okay?" β