She looked down at her toes, thinking back on every detail she had spent with He Mingjue these past few days.
The strong love in the past has turned into a nightmare that she can't avoid now. She suddenly began to suffer from the long process of wanting to advance but having to retreat. She didn't even know how long they would continue to hurt each other like this.
A chill ran through her body, and she suddenly felt unprecedented despair and fear.
It was so hard for her to escape from him!
After a long time, she raised her head, met He Mingjue's eyes again, and spoke slowly.
"He Mingjue, I'll go with you..."
After going back and forth over and over again, Wen Xihe suddenly realized that if He Mingjue didn't let go, if she didn't compromise, maybe they would have to maintain this entangled distance forever.
"Xiaohe!" Lan Lingzhou glared angrily, his eyes full of disappointment after being distrusted by Wen Xihe and a little bit of subtle anger that could not be hidden.
She didn't believe that he could completely take her away from this man?
Wen Xihe was laughing. She put her hands on the floor and tried to get up from the ground. She leaned towards the door and looked past the gun in He Mingjue's hand and landed on Lan Lingzhou's face.
"sorry!"
Look, she is always like this, always so hopeless, always so worried, always feeling like she will lose more and more.
The corners of He Mingjue's stiff mouth slowly raised. He put away the gun, but Lan Lingzhou beside him quickly ran towards Wen Xihe on the door panel at the same time. The hand holding the pistol was raised high, and the next step
Within seconds, it landed hard and forcefully on the back of Lan Lingzhou's head. The hand that was about to hold Wen Xihe suddenly fell down, and the man's tall body fell to the floor with a "bang".
"Lingzhou!" Wen Xihe was startled and reached out to hold Lan Lingzhou's hand, but was held tightly by a pair of hands. The temperature in his eyes was the same as his fingertips.
Coldness was the only feeling Wen Xihe felt at that moment.
She knew that Lan Lingzhou would be fine. No matter how out-of-control and angry this man was, he would never do something like that in front of her.
Wen Xihe glanced at Lan Lingzhou on the ground for the last time, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curved, slightly curved, but with a coolness that could not be seen from thousands of miles away.
"He Mingjue, are you interested? You have got everything you deserve, what else are you dissatisfied with?" She raised her head slightly, her cheeks brushed against the cold air, and she met the man's slightly frowning brows and eyes.
Inside, slightly, there was a subtle and imperceptible anger. It seemed that it was just waiting for a fuse to detonate in an instant.
"Isn't it fun to torture me like this?"
A scalding temperature, as if it was being burned by lava, slowly flowed through her heart. She was clearly the one who should be sad and angry, but at this moment she saw a slowly sweeping warmth in He Mingjue's eyes.
A powerful storm. He held her shoulders with both hands and pushed her back hard. Wen Xihe's body pressed against the cold door panel behind her, and the sound of the door and her muffled groan were heard during the impact.
A pair of hands pinched her neck fiercely, and the force was clearly filled with anger that he wanted to strangle her, but he was afraid of really hurting her, so he kept the force just right with anger and struggle. She saw He Mingjue
The red eyes, the faintly pulsing veins on her forehead, and the man's cold words severely invaded her nerves.
"Wen Xihe, are you questioning me?!" His body came closer, and the chill from his mouth brushed Wen Xihe's cheek little by little. She wanted to escape, but he pressed harder, almost forcefully.
Holding her chin, "Shouldn't I be the one asking you? Wen Xihe, what do you want? What do you want from me?"
The air around her seemed to have been forced away by this man's powerful aura in an instant, and it became difficult to breathe for a moment. Wen Xihe seemed to be extremely angry, only knowing that she faced a man she hated and loved.
The sitting man kept sneering.
"What do I want? I don't want the Wen family, I don't want the Wen family, I don't want anything. I want to start a new life, and I want to fall in love with a man again. He Mingjue, why not?! Why!!"
At the end of the sentence, her voice became a little higher unconsciously. As Wen Xihe said the last sentence, she felt even more aggrieved. She raised her eyes and looked at He Mingjue, who was also breathing unsteadily and seemed to be suppressing his anger, but his whole body was filled with emotion.
She lifted it up and pressed it hard against the wall. With her feet off the ground, she almost felt the breath of death in an instant.
He Mingjue's eyes were flashing with scarlet flames, cold air was exhaled from his nose, and the strength in his hands gradually increased.
His entire being was almost on the verge of losing control of his rage at this moment.
"Falling in love with another man?"
He pressed her with one hand, and with a strong force with the other, her clothes were pulled apart, revealing the bruises he had left on her body the night before, large and small, all showing the passion of that night.
He looked at the marks, narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a force, pulled the clothes further apart.
"You dare to say that he did this, I will kill him immediately!" He Mingjue said, looking at Wen Xihe's increasingly red eyes, unwilling to stop once his anger broke out, "You love him? You love him
, when you were lying under me, when you were sleeping, why did you shout my name? You love him, you love him, why do you cater to me so enthusiastically when I touch you? "
"Shut up, shut up!"
All the deliberately pretended calmness collapsed under the man's harsh words. She was pushed hard against the wall by the man, her face wet with tears. She could no longer pretend. She could only scream desperately to stop him from speaking.
More facts she didn't want to face, "He Mingjue, what qualifications do you have to say this to me? Why do you have that?!"
"Why should I?" The woman in front of him finally almost collapsed, but He Mingjue's emotions showed no signs of calming down. On the contrary, the situation became more and more intense. He put her down, grabbed her hard, and opened the door with one hand.
, the door closed with a "bang", Wen Xihe only had time to glance at Lan Lingzhou on the floor, and he was almost dragged to the car by He Mingjue arrogantly and rudely.
She was thrown into the car by the man in the most rude way. Before she could sit firmly, the car flew away.
She huddled in the corner, looking at him warily in an almost unfamiliar way, without asking.
Now, she was forced by him to return to him again. Apart from trying her best to contain her increasingly depraved self, she didn't know what else she could do.
The scenery outside the window slowed down and the car finally stopped at one place.
He Mingjue stopped the car, walked around the car and opened the door without saying a word, and stood outside the car door looking at her coldly. Wen Xihe bit her lip and carefully tried to avoid He Mingjue's body and stepped out of the car. But the man suddenly
He reached out and pulled her out.
He carried her like a disobedient rabbit and strode forward.
When Wen Xihe felt almost suffocated and tried to break free, her body was forcefully released and she fell to the ground instantly.
When she saw everything in front of her clearly, her body went limp and she no longer had the strength to stand up.