Lian Xuan was halfway through speaking, and suddenly chuckled, pretending to be relaxed: "If you don't come, maybe I really don't know what to do." ”

Rong Cang's jaw tightened, and the questioning words lingered between his lips and teeth, but he didn't say it after all.

"I heard Xi Tian say that you are going to call the police."

Lian Xuan nodded, "Yes, Shang Jing is not a good stubble, she can do everything, so the last resort is to call the police." ”

The fingers that fell to his side clenched silently, and Rong Cang's voice sank: "Then why did you still bring a blade?" ”

When the already cold voice was suppressed, it was a little deeper, and inexplicably indifferent and sharp, like a dagger soaked in mountain snow and water.

Lian Xuan blinked, "Of course it's self-preservation, as long as the legitimate defense does not exceed the limit, there is no need to bear legal responsibility." ”

Rong Cang's eyes darkened, and he couldn't hold back after all: "Then why is it you who cut the blade, not Shang Jing." ”

"......" Lian Xuan lowered his eyes and bit his back molars lightly.

She now has to admit that what Qin Yanqian said was right.

She did relapse.

obviously felt that he had controlled himself well, and he also felt that there was not much psychological fluctuation when facing Shang Jing.

But the cut on her finger and neck from the blade told her: You are not as easy as you think.

Lian Xuan closed her eyes and carefully recalled what she was thinking when she was going to bring the blade to the appointment, and what she was thinking when she took out the blade to cut herself.

But I can't remember anything.

Or maybe she really didn't think anything about it at the time.

It's as if consciousness has been withdrawn from the body.

"I don't know." Lian Xuan sighed, "Maybe I don't think I can beat her, so I thought, maybe I can surprise her." ”

She didn't tell the truth to Rong Cang.

Subconsciously, she didn't want those unbearable pasts to be known by Rong Cang.

The reason?

Well...... It's still hard to accept that your idol knows how bad you are, right?

Rong Cang pursed the corner of her lower lip, did not break her lie, and changed the topic: "You sent me a message yesterday saying that there are no empty rooms in the hotel?" ”

"Yes, there are too many crews in the film and television base, and my room was grabbed by Tiantian after squatting for a long time." Lian Xuan smiled, but in the next second, the smile on his face faded again, "But anyway, I'm going back to the imperial capital, and it doesn't matter if there is a free room." ”

"Shang Jing's matter will not affect your role." The young man's determined voice swept past his ears along the wind.

Lian Xuan couldn't help but look sideways, and fell into a dark deep pool, unable to pull it out.

"She's an employer, how can it not matter." She forced herself to look away, landing on the coffee table in front of her.

"Whoa." The phone was handed to her.

At the top of the screen floated the latest message: "Director Li: Are you okay? Should the shooting be postponed for a few days?"

Lian Xuan's eyes widened slightly, "The matter has gotten out?" ”

"Not yet, but when the director team came over, they bumped into the police, so I know." Rong Cang lowered his voice, "If you don't want to be known, no one will know." ”

Her fingertips curled slightly.

Want to be known?

I guess I don't want to.

What Shang Jing said is right, her illness is known to fans, and the rice paper will probably lose its powder.

However, if she is handled lightly like this, can Shang Jing still be punished?

A daze floated from under his eyes, and Lian Xuan couldn't help but raise his hand and lightly pressed his temple, feeling that his brain didn't seem to be very good.

I have a headache when I think too much about things.

The warm fingertips covered the ground, slowly rubbed with a very light force, and the voice of relief sounded: "If you have a headache, don't think about it yet, some things are not in a hurry." ”

Rong Cang's voice is still dumb, but the timbre is still superior and good-sounding, with a little more "subwoofer" feeling, and his voice contains a calming composure.

"Okay." Lian Xuan nodded and closed his eyes.

A touch of coolness was suddenly stuffed into her ears, and when she was about to speak, the soft and long music sounded in her ears, caressing the scar on the tip of her heart inch by inch.

She emptied her head to the music.

The more and more complicated your thoughts are, the harder it is to control your emotions.

So simply don't think about anything.

The woman's breathing gradually slowed down, and her head tapped a few times in the air weakly, and was supported by Rong Cang's reach, leaning in her arms.

The warm breath hit his chest, penetrated his clothes, and stained his skin.

Lian Xuan seemed to be very tired and slept soundly.

It's not necessarily physically tired, it's simply mentally exhausted.

Rong Cang's fingertips rubbed her cheeks a little ambiguously, and then landed very lightly on the back of her head, and her voice was so low that it was inaudible: "I'll be there." ”

The promise was made quietly, but Lian Xuan didn't know it.

When the police came to inform them that they could go back to rest temporarily, Lian Xuan still hadn't woken up.

After Rong Cang said that he knew, he simply picked her up, hugged her into his arms, and walked out of the hall.

"Sister Lian Xuan is asleep?" Xi Tian, who was waiting in the hall, quickly greeted him, and there was no surprise on his face.

It seems that he has been temporarily immune to lotus roots.

"Well, go back to the hotel." Rong Cang's head.

"She hasn't eaten dinner yet, do you need me to buy something?" Xi Tian proposed as she followed.

Rong Cang: "No, just go back and take out." ”

……

After Xi Tian sent them back, he put down Rong Cang's luggage and Lian Xuan's bag, didn't stay long, and left decisively.

I do not make a light bulb by all means.

As a loyal lotus paste CP fan, she has to be a little conscious.

When Lian Xuan propped up her eyelids, the first thing she saw was the dim bedside lamp, her eyes slowly focused, and then, she was inevitably attracted by the beige.

He stared intently at his phone, the light of the screen reflected in his eyes like a small flame.

His eyebrows and eyes are still cold and alienated, which is his most authentic appearance.

Rong Cang was born as the moon hanging in the sky, and it should be looked up to and occupied all people's eyes.

Lian Xuan looked at him quietly and didn't make a sound.

It has to be said that sleeping is one of the best ways to heal people.

After the brain rested for a while, the chaotic consciousness was much clearer.

The past has to be faced.

And what has already happened cannot be changed.

Therefore, when I returned to the imperial capital, I went to Qin Yanqian to make an assessment, and if necessary, I re-took the medicine.

Accept reality as well as yourself.

That might be the only thing she could do at this stage.

But it doesn't matter, there is still a long way to go, long enough for her to do what she loves for a long time, long enough for her to one day cross those knots and embrace the world.

"Sister Xuanxuan woke up?" Rong Cang noticed her movement in the end, and quickly got up and walked over.

Lian Xuan blinked and half-jokingly: "Actually, I woke up hungry, do you believe it?" ”

Rong Cang stared at her eyes that had regained a little agility, and breathed a sigh of relief, although she didn't know why she suddenly got better, but getting better was a good thing.

If you are always in that emotion, your body will go bad.

(End of chapter)