She stood in the middle of the living room, her body trembling slightly, looking so thin and helpless, but her back was straight.
Discussions began to start all around, especially the women, who looked shameless and said sarcastically, "Turns out she recognized the wrong person. Let me tell you, how could she know His Highness the Prince?"
"I don't think it's that simple, right? There's nothing a woman can't do to catch a golden turtle these days! But she's so courageous, she actually dares to do it in front of the princess!"
"Even so, I don't even care about my status. How can I compare with the princess?"
Zhi Xing's body was shaking even more violently, and it was very likely that she would fall down in the next second. Her biting lips revealed bloodshot eyes, reflecting the pain in her heart.
"Forget it," a magnetic voice sounded. Although the volume was not high, it shocked the whole audience and everyone shut their mouths.
Ji'er raised her head, looked at him with complicated eyes, and slowly turned her face away.
Shaking the champagne in the glass, he said calmly, "I don't think she meant it."
Zhixing didn't care about the ridicule from the people around her and pointing at her with disdain, but after hearing his words, she closed her eyes and her heart suddenly began to sink.
She understood this man. If he really wanted to protect her, he would never let her stand here. He just wanted to put aside the relationship and be who he is now without any burden.
Zhixing became a little uncertain. Could it be that awakening the original memory meant that the series of thrilling experiences between them were all just dreams?
Whose dream?
Just hers?
If reality must be so cruel, why should she take the risk of appearing here and just be the heartbroken she was? At least, the person in her memory loves her deeply and will never change in her life. She will take him with her
This beautiful memory lasted until the day she died.
She suddenly missed Xiao Che so much that she wanted to hold her son and cry. Her Xiao Che would definitely coax her and say, "Mommy, I'm here, don't cry..."
Persistence is just a thought, letting go is a moment. If this is really what he wants, she...will make it happen.
Zhixing turned around and never raised his head to look at him.
"Let's go, I'll accompany you upstairs." Qing took off his suit jacket in a gentlemanly manner and put it on her body. Against her petite body, the dress seemed too big and just covered her thin body.
, giving her a space to escape temporarily.
Qing naturally put his arms around her waist, but the moment his hands touched hers, a line of sight mixed with the cold wind pierced his arm like a knife. Qing was slightly startled, and when he turned around, he was surrounded by
It was so bustling that the line of sight had long been lost.
He narrowed his eyes, held Zhixing in his arms, and sent her back to the room upstairs.
"I'm going to change clothes." Zhixing walked into the bathroom in a daze, but when she came out after changing clothes, Qing hadn't left yet. He was sitting on her bed, casually flipping through a magazine.
Zhi Xing frowned. He no longer had any extra thoughts to deal with others, "I want to rest."
Qing Qing put down the book in his hand, stood up, walked to her, put his hands in his pockets, and said lightly, "The banquet below will take a while." He paused, wanted to say something, but stopped it, stiffly.
Said, "You should have a good rest."
When he walked out of the room, he saw the guards standing outside. They nodded to him and briefly reported, "It's the commander's order."
Qing nodded and went downstairs without saying anything.
The room was very quiet. Zhi Xing sat cross-legged on the ground habitually, took out a cigarette, and lit one with trembling hands. The mint-flavored tobacco slowly calmed down her restless heart. She hadn't smoked for a long time, so long as
When she thinks that someone doesn't like her, she will subconsciously control it.
But today, she didn't want to.
Yan Shengjie's unfamiliar eyes, indifferent tone, and indifferent attitude... were all slowed down countless times, like slow motion, and kept replaying in front of his eyes. His heart was getting more and more stung, and it was so painful that he was a little numb.
In the end, were the past five years a dream, or is everything happening at this moment a dream?
She didn't know how long she sat like this, until the sound of a car starting downstairs came from downstairs, as if the banquet was over. She stood up and walked to the window, and happened to see Ku Le and others cordially sending Yan Shengjie and the princess out.
door.
She narrowed her eyes, turned around suddenly, took two long puffs of cigarette, and walked back to the room.
The moment she turned around, an evil gaze happened to pass by, and at the same time, it sharply captured the cigarette in her hand...
The car drove out slowly. Yan Shengjie sat in the car without saying a word, with a sinister and terrifying expression on his face. The air in the car suddenly dropped to below zero. Ji'er glanced at him timidly, bit her lip, but still had no idea.
Have the courage to speak.
When the car drove a few streets away, Yan Shengjie suddenly said, "Stop the car."
Ji Er was startled, "Z, you..."
The driver stopped the car. Yan Shengjie opened the door, strode out, opened the trunk, and took out a black backpack. After closing the trunk, he told the driver, "Send her back."
"yes."
Seeing that Yan Shengjie turned around and was about to leave, Ji Er became anxious, pushed open the door and rushed out, chasing after him and grabbing his arm tightly, "Z, you can't go back! Kuller will find out!!"
Yan Shengjie didn't even look at her, he threw her arm away, took off his suit jacket as he walked, and threw it to her, "Go back." His cold tone did not allow for criticism.
"Z! Have you forgotten how you survived the past few years? Now is the most critical moment. Don't you care about anything for her?!" Ji'er took a few steps forward and was suddenly tripped.
Fell, fell to the ground.
Yan Shengjie paused in his steps, turned his head, half-closed his evil eyes, and said lightly, "Didn't you see that she was crying?"
After saying that, he put on his backpack and ran forward without hesitation, his figure quickly disappearing into the night.
Ji'er sat on the cold ground, her vision blurred by tears, "Then have you seen that I'm also crying..."
*……*
Kuhler was sitting in the study, listening to the recording in the reception room, with the cigar between his fingers half-burned.
Qing stood nearby, frowning slightly, looking up at the commander, and slowly said, "She seems to be of no use to us anymore."
Kule raised his fine eyes and glanced lightly, but they were colder than frost, "Do you really think so?"
Qing pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.
Putting the cigar in the ashtray and letting it burn, Kuller stood up, walked to the window with his hands folded, stared at the silence outside the window, his eyes narrowed in intoxication, and said coldly, "Tao Zhixing, it's us