One after another, a higher-pitched and frightened scream came from the room: "Ah, ah". Du Yuochen's face quickly turned cold, but it was more helpless and bitter. She saw him being so frightened.
, made him feel that he had never failed like this in his life, the fragmented screams and the tightly locked door all suppressed his nerves.
He raised his feet and approached the door that seemed to be trembling in front of him step by step. He walked firmly. "Xia Qingge, you are obviously not dead. You are obviously living in a certain corner of this world, even not far away."
But you made me spend two years regretting the mistakes I had made and missing the people I lost. How cruel are you?
No matter what things I have done to hurt you, considering the past two years and the suffering you have given me in the past two years, let them all pass, okay? All imperfections must be in the past, okay? Let’s start from the heart.
Come on! Before I came here, I was thinking, if I can really find you this time, I will never let go of your hand again, definitely not!
She said she loved him, and he is now extremely firm in his heart. Since they are two people in love, why can't they start over? How come they can't start over? They can definitely start over, they can, his
His heart was as firm as when he shielded her from the knife in order to save her. They had so many pasts, so many memories worth recalling and cherishing. How could it be possible to just forget about it? How could there be no possibility of moving on?
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He, Du Liaochen, didn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. He would rather die than accept this reality.
So he walked in, getting closer and closer to the closed door, pressing his hands on the door panel, and his suppressed and hoarse voice came out: "I know you are inside." Du Jiechen didn't even know.
What kind of emotion did he speak with? He only knew that when she closed the door tightly in almost embarrassment and screamed to avoid him, his whole heart felt like it had when he held her cold body.
Such discomfort, fear, despair, disbelief, and even deep sorrow!
There was no response inside, and a closed door separated her from him. He was still determined not to give up, and patiently spoke again and again: "Xia Qingge, I know you."
You can't hide inside."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound in the room, which quickly subsided, but there was still no response. Du Yuochen's patience was finally worn out, and on the other hand, something happened in his heart.
She felt a lot of uneasiness. The sound just now was clearly the sound of breaking glass. Thinking of her excitement just now, she might do something... stupid.
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Finally, he rushed directly to the door and shouted inside: "Don't challenge my patience. You know this small door can't stop me at all. Why don't you come over and open the door yourself?"
If you don't want me to demolish this house, it's up to you, Xia Qingge." He was obviously worried about her safety, but why did his words turn into a strong threat when he opened his mouth, Du Yuochen, what on earth are you doing? He slapped her in annoyance.
Holding the closed door, the old door leaf crackled, creaked, and crumbled as he slapped it, as if if he applied any more force, the whole door would fall down.
At this moment, Xia Qingge seemed to have seen a ghost. She was shaking into a ball. She moved the only table and chair in the room and leaned against the door, but it was not safe. She knew that these things could not stop Du at all.
Especially when she heard his strong threatening tone, she desperately slammed the thermos bottle in the corner against the door frame.
Damn Du Yuochen, besides threatening her, what else would he do? Because he used too much force, she staggered and sat on the concrete floor. She touched her wet eyes with her hands in a panic. She raised her hands and realized that she had unknowingly...
Her face was wet and her hands were full of tears. Why, why did she have to be forced? Why did this man have to force her like this? Didn't he torture her enough? Two years have passed, why would she do it again?
Facing it, it hurts my heart again, does he really have to force her to death before he is willing to do it? Does he have to let her disappear completely from this world before he can let her go?
She suddenly felt that she was stupid and naive. Two years ago, she should not have faked her death and escaped and lived in fear for the past two years. She should have stood on the window sill and jumped out in front of him at that time, and it would have been over.
Why didn't she do that? Now she suddenly felt a little regretful. She didn't jump out of his eyes at that time. She should have been more decisive and decisive, but it was a pity that she didn't.
But this time, she would not hesitate, absolutely not. A faint and coquettish smile suddenly bloomed at the corner of Xia Qingge's mouth, and she actually laughed out loud with tears on her face:
"Hehe, hehe". This time she would not allow herself the slightest chance to hesitate. Didn't he once say that she would never leave his side unless he died or she died?
"If you want to leave, don't even think about it, Xia Qingge, don't dream. You will be wanted to leave my side all your life, unless I die or you die." Isn't this what he has engraved in her mind over and over again?
?Xia Qingge suddenly smiled coldly, and the hatred in his eyes burst out: "Haha, I will leave even if I die!" Then he picked up the glass shards without hesitation...
"Xia Qingge." He finally lost all patience and slammed his fist on the door frame. Then he slightly signaled to several men in suits and ties behind him. Someone immediately took out the tools that had been prepared in advance. In less than a minute,
At that moment, a door collapsed. Dust filled Du Liaochen's eyes, choking him and making him want to cry. Especially when he saw the shivering figure squatting on the bed in the corner, his face felt warm.
"You go out and guard the door. You are not allowed to come in without my order." He barely suppressed the unbearable sadness and calmly gave orders to the people behind him, returning to his usual cold voice. The men behind him immediately respected him.
Standing respectfully behind him, standing motionless like a sculpture.
And the saddest thing here is probably Abang, who has been standing behind Du Liaochen. The moment the door collapsed, he also saw the huddled figure. His heart ached, and her thin body became...
It was like a lifeless branch, trembling so much that it made him feel distressed. As for the young master, he was probably no better than himself, or else even his usually steady steps began to become messy, and even his tall
The lonely back seemed to be trembling imperceptibly.
Abang turned around stubbornly, forcing himself not to look at things he shouldn't see or think about things he shouldn't think about. The CEO had been kind to him in terms of saving his life and providing him with opportunities, and he treated him like his own brother.
His family is also very good. He should do what he should do and stay safe. Although he said this, the corner of his eye could not help but follow the two figures, following them step by step.
He can't even control it himself.
"Xia Qingge, what are you...doing?" Du Xiaochen's cold voice suddenly sounded. He squinted at the person in front of him and murmured. He was like a child who had done something wrong.
In front of the mistakes she had made, looking at the people he had hurt, trembling with her arms folded like a helpless kitten, the fear and emptiness in her eyes made Du Jiaochen's words suddenly stop.
Stopped, his eyes instantly became sharp, sad, and painful.
There was only one sentence, but it was not fully expressed. Then I saw Xia Qingge's body trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head buried in her knees, and found that her tears were pouring down, and her whole face was soaked with tears.
Wet, pale to almost transparent.
Du Liaochen resisted the tears that were rolling in his eyes. After so many years of blood and sweat, and fighting in shopping malls and battlefields, there was never a moment when he had the urge to cry like he does now. A pair of jewel-like black eyes instantly
Turned scarlet. But he didn't cry, and couldn't cry, so what right did he have to cry? Wasn't it her own fault that she was like this?
If he could, he just wanted to hold her in his arms, hold her tightly for the rest of his life, and then tell her how much he missed her during her absence! He just wanted to hold her quietly.
She, tell her, they really missed too much!
Xia Qingge's faint words penetrated his heart, and he trembled slightly, confirming that the vague voice was indeed coming from the mouth of the woman with empty eyes in front of him. Her gaze passed him, and he didn't know where it landed.
, staring blankly and blankly, like a lifeless rag doll, with only the continuous tears in the corners of her eyes, telling him that she had feelings, knew how to cry, knew pain, knew discomfort and fear, and she was still alive!
This realization not only did not make Du Liaochen feel happy at all, but made her even more worried. Besides hatred, what else did she have for him? He smiled bitterly, but the smile at the corner of his mouth did not reach the bottom of his heart.
She said: "I won't go back with you." Then she closed her eyes and buried her head between her legs again.
He replied: "I must take you back." There was no room for negotiation and compromise, and he also stopped speaking. He stopped in front of Xia Qingge and looked down at her frail body, feeling pale for a while.
The feeling of powerlessness.
Then he squatted down with his proud body in front of Xiaqingge, stretched out a hand, and slowly and tremblingly approached Xiaqingge's black hair. As soon as he touched her hair, her
His body suddenly trembled, and he shouted violently like he was waking up from a dream: "Don't touch me." One of his hands stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't continue to put it down in embarrassment. In the end, he could only hang down powerlessly, with a pair of full hands.
He looked at her with tender and apologetic black eyes, as if he wanted to see through the hatred on her face.
But unfortunately, in the end he couldn't bear to look directly at the hostility and hatred in her eyes and ran away...
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