"Why do you think I tell you this?" Luo Yan asked in a low voice.
"You want me to feel pain." Qiu Bailu replied numbly.
Luo Yan put the box in her hand, "You are right. I really want you to feel pain. Because it hurts, you will know how to be afraid, and when you know you are afraid, you will stay away. Xiaolu, do you know the origin of the ring?
What? The ancients first gave rings to the people they liked, not to express their love, but to keep themselves far away from them. It is not a tool to convey love, it is a kind of commandment. I have never believed in love, but
I believe that the damage it brings cannot be repaired or made up. It will be unforgettable in your mind, and you will remember it clearly together with the person who hurt you. If you are at sea, encounter a storm, and the crew is injured
They were injured, but there was no effective way to treat them. I would have people dig out the rotten parts of their wounds. Although it would hurt and leave scars, the final result was that they could survive."
"I have said so much, I just want you to understand one thing, Xiaolu, don't do stupid things that make your loved ones hurt and your enemies happy. You don't need to forget him. You have to remember how they treated you.
Then you have to live a better life than any of them. You will know this sooner or later, and I don’t want you to hear it from other people."
"Even so, I don't want you to tell me." Qiu Bailu wanted to smile at Luo Yan, but the expression failed, and her smile was uglier than crying.
Luo Yan held her hand tightly, "I feel very happy that you can say that, Xiao Lu."
But she was not happy at all. She was so unhappy that when Xiang Baozhu came out of the room, he immediately realized that something was wrong with her. Xiang Baozhu held a jade Guanyin in his hand and shouted to Qiu Bailu as if to show off, "I'll do it."
I want this one. If the money is not enough, Xiaolu, you must lend it to me... Oh, what's wrong with you? Why are your eye circles red?"
Qiu Bailu shook her head and said to Xiang Baozhu, "I have something to do. I'm sorry that I can't go shopping with you. I want to go back."
"Hey, why are you leaving..." Xiang Baozhu was holding heavy things in her arms and it was inconvenient to go to Qiu Bailu. She turned to look at Luo Yan, "Mr. Luo, what were you talking about? Why did she suddenly change her face?"
"
"She's fine. She'll be fine in a while. Is there anything else you like, Miss Xiang? I'll be your host today." Luo Yan said calmly, watching Qiu Bailu's leaving figure.
Qiu Bailu rushed out of Huanyu. She staggered forward. No one knew her in this strange city. She could cry as much as she wanted without worrying about being embarrassed.
But why is she crying? For those rotten people? No, she has nothing to do with them. Luo Yan is right, she wants to live a good life and be better than any of them. She is crying just because of her
The child who has not yet been born... He is so young... He has not yet come to this world to take a look... He has not yet called her mother...
Why can Ren Ying have her own children even though she has done so many bad things, why can’t she? Why?
The feeling of helplessness slowly rose from the bottom of her heart. Qiu Bailu squatted down and hugged herself tightly, but she could not fight against this feeling.
I don't know how long it took, maybe as long as a century, before Qiu Bailu felt better. She raised her head and saw Luo Yan standing opposite her.
He was still the same as usual, his face looked very pale due to illness, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, like a sharp knife unsheathed.
"Hate me?" Luo Yan asked Qiu Bailu condescendingly. He was standing with his backlight making it difficult for people to see his face clearly.
Qiu Bailu shook her head, "You are right, I will know sooner or later. But...you must choose this time to tell me?"
"Bad news, no matter when you say it, is bad news." Luo Yan stretched out his hand and pulled Qiu Bailu up from the ground. "Fortunately, you didn't run too far, otherwise I really don't know where to look for you. Now
Can you leave?"
"Let's go? Where to go?" She felt sad for a while. Qiu Bailu no longer felt as uncomfortable as before. She followed Luo Yan's strength and stood up.
"Back to Huanyu, the kid you brought here has almost emptied the store!"
Qiu Bailu followed Luo Yan back to the store, where Xiang Baozhu was gesticulating and negotiating with the store owner. Baili Tong sat there and listened to her nonsense. Just like Jiang Taigong sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, no matter how nonsense she talked, he refused to give in.
.
"If the price after 50% off is still too expensive for Miss Xiang, then there's nothing I can do about it. I'm a shop owner, not a charity person." Baili Tong's voice was extremely hoarse and unpleasant. He always seemed to have no energy and was lazy.
Sitting lazily in a wicker chair.
Xiang Baozhu was so anxious that Qiu Bailu wanted to help her, but Luo Yan pulled her back and said, "Let's see what she does."
It turns out that this guy's belly isn't white either... Qiu Bailu thought to herself, when the cell phone in her bag suddenly rang.
Qiu Bailu picked up the phone and listened, and her face immediately darkened.
"What's wrong?" Luo Yan saw that something was not right with her, so he came over and asked.
Qiu Bailu put down her phone, "I'm sorry, Brother Luo, I have to go back to Binhai. My company was smashed."
Qiu Bailu saw from the surveillance video of the building that a group of thugs broke open the door of the studio with watermelon knives and then wreaked havoc inside. She looked pale but said nothing.
Luo Yan stood beside her with a serious look on his face, "Do you know who did it?"
The camera truly recorded every second that happened. Qiu Bailu looked at the leading person. She remembered this face. It was this person when she was raped, ran out of the hotel, and hid in the alley when she was desperate.
, and several other men, wanted to take action against her, but Huo Dongheng arrived later and drove them away...
She doesn't believe in coincidences, at least after so many things happened. She doesn't believe that her life is so bad and she encounters such scum every time.
If this isn't a coincidence, it's a conspiracy.
Someone wants to destroy her, and this person...he is...
"I don't know, maybe I offended some colleagues. But fortunately, I gave everyone a big holiday and no one was hurt. As long as everyone is okay, it will be fine. The studio can be renovated, and I plan to recruit a few new people. The current location
There’s not enough room to sit.” Qiu Bai Luyun said calmly. She didn’t plan to tell anyone else about this matter. She didn’t want to tell anyone about it. She didn’t know why she was so stubborn, but she... just didn’t want to.
"Xiao Lu, you don't have to hide anything from me, I won't harm you." Luo Yan seemed to have clearly seen what was going on in Qiu Bailu's heart.
Qiu Bailu smiled bitterly, "Brother Luo, I know you want to help me, but I want to handle this matter myself."
The grievances and resentments between her and Huo Dongheng have accumulated too deep. Even if she tells herself over and over again to ignore him and ignore Ren Ying, do they really think she won't fight back when they bully her like this?
She is no longer the pure white Qiu Bailu. They want to destroy the last piece of pure land in her heart. Well, then don't blame her for being ruthless!
Just because she doesn't know how to use tricks or scheming, doesn't mean she can't learn! They forced her step by step, and finally forced her to despair.
Either die or fight!
She had seen through Huo Dongheng, and she hated him to the extreme. If she had loved him before, her desired love had now turned into hatred.
Qiu Bailu clenched her fists and told herself that she would never shed a tear for that person again, and she would never let him or her bully her again. She swore in the name of her dead relatives that what belonged to her,
She will get it back every time.
Nothing is left behind, nothing is left!!
It was as if she suddenly saw through that all her love for this person turned into hatred in an instant. In her heart, she had hidden a prosperous city for him, and now it was going to be burned down by her with her own hands.
After the studio was destroyed, Qiu Bailu fell silent for a while and found someone to renovate the office. When she wanted to work, she would go to Qiu's design studio. If she had free time, she would go for a walk on the beach. Occasionally she would take Xiang Baozhu and Xiang Baozhu with her.
She was a living treasure. Qiu Bailu chatted with her and said that she liked the sea because she has a beautiful face. Xiang Baozhu raised her head and asked her carelessly, "You have a beautiful face? Whose daughter-in-law is she?"
Qiu Bailu, "..."
Perhaps she should thank God for allowing her to survive in the most desperate situation, and for allowing her to have friends by her side even though she lost her loved ones.
"I said, your birthday is coming soon, how are you going to celebrate it?" Xiang Baozhu used her toes to draw various little people on the flat beach. She seemed to like this kind of game very much. After drawing, she would look at it again.
The sea swallowed them up.
"No idea, just a bowl of noodles, that's it."
Qiu Bailu doesn't care much about birthdays. If a person lives a good life, any day can be a festival worth celebrating. If a person lives a bad life, then these specific festivals will only make people more sad.
On her birthday, Xiang Baozhu was abducted by Wen Liangyou to attend the dance, but she was unable to celebrate with Qiu Bailu. Qiu Bailu didn't say anything and cooked a pot of noodles by herself, but because of poor cooking skills, they all boiled.
She was holding a pot of noodles and eating them with gusto. While eating, she was looking at the computer when she suddenly heard her cell phone ringing.
Unfamiliar number.
Qiu Bailu put the noodle pot aside and answered the phone.
She called out, and there was silence on the other side of the receiver.
Qiu Bailu waited for a while, but still no one spoke and could only hear slight breathing through the phone. She opened her mouth and called softly, "Huo... Dongheng?"
"...Xiaolu, happy birthday." Huo Dongheng's voice was very low, as if someone could hear him.
Qiu Bailu didn't know how to respond. After taking a few deep breaths, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's so rare that you still remember this day? Thank you so much."
"Xiaolu...I..."
"Mr. Huo, I have something to do, so I won't talk to you on the phone anymore. I'll chat when I have time. Ah, by the way, I wish you a happy wedding." After Qiu Bailu finished speaking, she immediately hung up the phone and threw it aside.
Feeling uneasy, I picked up the phone again and turned it off.