Would it have been different if she had found out and rushed over in time?

His heart hurt as if it had been hollowed out, and Nie Zhao sat on the bed with his shoulders bowed, hugging his knees, his fingers tightly gripping the clothes on his chest, and his sleeves wet with tears.

She tilted her head and looked at the night breeze outside the window, the lights seemed to be still shining, the fireworks kept bursting, and the world outside the window seemed to be in sensational mode, and it was very lively.

She felt out of place in the world.

I got out of bed and turned on the lights in the room and fed the kitten, only to find that it had only eaten a little bit at noon, and had not even moved a bite in the morning.

Nie Zhao touched its fur, and the voice was clear in the empty room.

"You remember her, right?"

"If only you were to stay with her, would she also wonder if I would die and there would be no one to feed the pieces."

She poked the kitten in the head and whispered, "Eat some, don't leave me." ”

Nie Zhao didn't know what other tattoo parlors were nearby, so she went to the one where Jin Zhuoqi took her that day.

When I walked to the door, the lights were still on in the store, and the little guy with the inch head was still busy, and there was a boy with long hair drawing on the tablet.

"Huh? You? Didn't you come to that last time with Brother Zhuo? The little brother recognized her instantly.

Nie Zhao walked in and just asked, "Can you get a tattoo?" ”

The little brother nodded: "Of course you can, what do you want to tattoo." ”

Nie Zhao sent him the shredded photos on his phone.

"This."

"Where's the tattoo?"

"Wrist."

He nodded and said, "Wait on the couch next to you for a while, and I'll make a copy of this picture." The picture is posted on my WeChat, and there is my WeChat account on the wall. ”

Nie Zhao hummed, and after sending it to him, he sat on the sofa next to him and waited, and asked again: "Can I smoke?" ”

The little brother didn't raise his head, and nodded: "You can smoke it, you can smoke it casually." ”

After saying that, his subordinate Pencil paused, cut out Procreate and sent a message to Jin Zhuoqi on WeChat.

[Brother Zhuo, the girl you brought over last time came over and said she wanted to get a tattoo, why don't you come in person? 】

That's back in seconds.

[Wait for me for fifteen minutes.] 】

[Cheng. 】

The little brother tilted his head and asked her, "Do you have to be the one to one, or do I have to design it myself?" ”

Nie Zhao raised his head: "You design it yourself, do you have a lighter?" ”

The little brother rummaged through the table in front of him and found one that Jin Zhuoqi had left behind before and threw it to Nie Zhao.

The cigarette in her hand was lit, she bit and smoked, and she didn't play with her phone, she just waited.

The long hair has grown a lot, the long black hair is scattered, the already cold face is very aggressive when it does not make expressions, and it looks like no one wants to deal with it, and the appearance of swallowing clouds and fog with his head down is inexplicably mournful.

After looking at her twice, he continued to draw.

There are three or four versions of different styles of style, and finally Nie Zhao picked a particularly cute one, although it is pure black, the cat's movements are exaggerated and bold, and some immature cuteness, very MBE style.

As soon as the painting was finalized, Jin Zhuoqi walked in from the heavy snow wearing an elongated trench coat.

There was too much traffic jam on the road for the New Year, so he came on a motorcycle, took off his black leather gloves and threw them on the sofa next to him while walking to the store, took off his coat full of coldness, and pointed to the inside, and whispered:

"She's already in, this picture."

Jin Zhuoqi took the tablet and glanced at it, saw that it was this little black cat, took it and walked in.

In addition to a bed, there was also a wooden chaise longue on which Nie Zhao had sat and lay down, his wrists on the armrests beside him, lying down and looking at the lamp on the ceiling.

The moment Jin Zhuoqi walked in, she felt that it was not the person she had just now, and his steps were always much heavier than others.

Nie Zhao tilted his head and glanced at him, the whole person was not angry, and he watched him shake the spice without reaction, put the painting on the tablet next to him in place, and walked over with a tattoo gun.

Neither of them spoke, and a soothing Cantonese song was playing in the shop, and the room was quiet and quiet.

Jin Zhuoqi pressed one hand on her palm and lowered her head to tattoo her.

He does have the capital to make people feel excited, and it's no wonder that so many girls follow one after another.

This face seems to be shaped without dead ends, and in the bright tattoo room, Nie Zhao lowered his eyes, his gaze swept over his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, the smooth lines of his mandible, and his wide, warm hands.

Those eyes are extraordinarily affectionate and seductive.

She couldn't imagine how fascinated this person would be if he was willing to be nice to a person and be attracted to a person, and it would not be too much to put out a fire for his moths.

Halfway through the tattoo, Jin Zhuoqi took the initiative to stop and let her slow down for a while, her dark eyes looked straight at her, the room was already quiet, and the magnetic voice shook her ears numb in the tattoo room where there were only two people.

"What are you thinking?"

The doctor asked him why the girl didn't come to the hospital today.

Jin Zhuoqi replied to him: I won't go anymore.

The hospital is useless, and he will cure her and turn her into the beautiful one she used to be.

Nie Zhao's head was empty, staring at the ceiling.

"Didn't I say we're done? Why are you still in a hurry? ”

She turned her head to look at Jin Zhuoqi, hooked her lips, and her tone was unwarm: "Brother Zhuo is still not tired of playing?" ”

Her whole body seemed to be covered with thorns, and she had to swing her sharp weapon at the slightest approach, but her expression was as sad as a dead heart.

Jin Zhuoqi didn't say anything, just quietly listened to her aggressive words.

"Nie Zhao, it's useless to stab me, it's you who hurts yourself."

Nie Zhao suddenly laughed: "Yes, how powerful our Zhuo Ye is, he calculates everyone." ”

Isn't he ready to get out of here? Why don't you leave.

In London, he could easily apply to universities that were many times better than A's.

Nie Zhao suddenly tilted his head sideways and smiled wickedly: "But do you know what your fatal mistake is?" ”

She sat up and suddenly approached Jin Zhuoqi, her eyes looking directly into his eyes, and Jin Zhuoqi also raised her eyelids and did not shy away from looking at her.

The way she looks gives people a sense of fatal pity that they want to be protected.

Jin Zhuoqi was still in a trance, and the next second he felt the girl's soft lips against his ear, climbing his shoulders and twisting them at his ear bones, leaving a moist tingle.

Nie Zhao's breathing fell in his ear sockets, obviously there was no expression on his face, every move was seduced, and his breathing seemed to be panting.

Jin Zhuoqi did not move, allowing her to move, but only pressed a few harders on the phalanges that were clasping her wrists.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes were closed, and his voice was hoarse, with imperceptible forbearance: "Nie Zhao, that's enough." ”

"It's pathetic."

Nie Zhao's treacherous plan succeeded, and he smiled and distanced himself, watching his reaction as if he was laughing, his expression retracted in an instant, and his tone was cruel and cruel, "If you fall in love with me, then you will never get a reciprocated love in your life." ”

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening after the tattoo was over.

Nie Zhao left the tattoo parlor alone, still holding a small soup ball stuffed with wine that the little brother had to give her, saying that he couldn't finish what he had just made.

She knew that this was given by Jin Zhuoqi, and she pretended not to know, carrying the rice balls, wearing a hat and scarf, carrying her pocket, and stepping on the snow step by step with her head down.

The bright street lamps illuminate the figures of the people clearly, and they are stretched very long.

At this point in time, there were still many people on the side of the road, and Nie Zhao's lonely figure seemed to be walking outside the crowd, walking for a while, sitting on a bench next to him drenched in snow, looking up at the dark sky.

In the distance, Jin Zhuoqi and Fu Kun were sitting in a black car, and when they saw her eating the rice balls one by one, Jin Zhuoqi closed the window and asked Fu Kun to drive away from here.

I ate something after all.

"Brother, I'm not going to deliver an umbrella." Fu Kun looked at Nie Zhao like that, and always felt that she would melt with the snow in the next moment, or shatter in the snowy night tonight.

For the first time, he felt a suffocating pain.

"Don't go, let her stay by herself." Jin Zhuoqi pinched his tired eyebrows.

Fu Kun said again: "Lu Kejun has found it, and now he is in Huo Ye's territory, do you want to hand it over to the police?" Or wait for the DNA results to come out? ”

Jin Zhuoqi smiled gently: "How can he be so cheap?" Aren't Huo Ye's rules all chopping hands? Why has he been so kind lately? If you can't ask for anything else, you can also cut it off. ”

Fu Kun frowned, Jin Zhuoqi never wanted to be contaminated with himself in doing things, and his recent mood was very wrong.

"Okay, I'll take care of it."

After saying that, he drove out of here.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, but Jin Zhuoqi was still not reluctant, looking at the single figure in the window, his heart seemed to be being tugged at all the time, he pulled his collar, and ordered an umbrella for her.

Nie Zhao was still a little stunned when she received it, even if the other party hid her mobile phone number, she could instantly guess who would feel sorry for her at this time.

The weather was not very good, there were no stars tonight, she didn't open her umbrella, she just looked up at the Kong Ming lantern that I don't know which child secretly put it, and the flashing light was very beautiful on a snowy day.

Staring at the faint light of the dark sky, she wanted to make a simple wish if it could really come true.

I hope that Jin Zhuoqi will be loved by everyone and not love anyone.

Don't come near her, don't save her.

Don't be ruined by her.

It's good that they're just going toe-to-toe and don't die.

Chapter 41

Nie Zhao went to the police station almost every week, and found a lawyer to ask a lot of information.

At the end of January, when the last snow of the winter fell, the police called to say that Luk's army had been found.

Luo Xiao's voice on the other side paused for two seconds, and the voice filtered by the current was cold and stiff: "He was cut off his hands and tongue, and he was thrown at the door of the police station, Nie Zhao, didn't you do it?" ”

Nie Zhao pinched his mobile phone and said in a voice without emotion: "If it were me, I would directly chop him into meat sauce and feed it to the dogs." ”