There are no armor in the mountains, and the years do not know how cold they are.
Qiu Bailu didn’t know how many days she had spent on the island. She lived in a haze every day, eating and sleeping. When she was awake, she always sat in front of the window in a daze. The islanders were initially afraid of the flogging not long ago.
, and Luo Yan's attitude towards her, not daring to get close to her, treating her like a savage beast, just looking at her silhouette in front of the window from a distance.
Later, as time passed, they discovered that she seemed to be harmless and as quiet as a Bodhisattva. In addition, Luo Yan's attitude towards her gradually softened, and people gradually stopped being afraid of her. They began to walk in front of her wooden house, and some
The bold girl entered her room, stole a beautiful Phalaenopsis from her bed in the wooden house and stuck it in the bun on the back of her head.
Time is like fine sand at the fingertips. Half a year passed like this inadvertently. No one came to see her. Everyone related to her seemed to have forgotten her. Qiu Bailu no longer looked at the window and began to read Luo Yan's poem.
Many of the books on the wooden shelves are very valuable first editions. The contents of the books are very miscellaneous and include everything. They are mainly about travel notes and architecture. Qiu Bailu is not very good at English, but she holds the book in her left hand and the right hand every day when she has nothing to do.
I held the dictionary and flipped through it, and I really read a few of them for her.
Luo Yan came to stay with her when he was free. If Qiu Bailu didn't talk to him, he wouldn't take the initiative to talk more. The two sat at both ends of the room, each reading something in their hands. The room was quiet, as if there was no
Human existence is ordinary.
Luo Yan didn't believe that Qiu Bailu really wanted to be with him. She had a tough temper and could endure the unbearable things of others. Luo Yan felt that he should add more fuel to the fire and extinguished all the hope in her heart. This person
It will be yours completely.
When the weather is nice, Qiu Bailu is willing to bask in the sun. She feels that there is always a chill in her bones. No matter how sultry the weather is, no matter how many clothes she wears, she can't turn it into warmth. Only the sun can temporarily dispel it.
So that she wouldn't be shivering all over from the cold.
No matter how strong the sun is and scorching like fire, Luo Yan will always be with her.
Under the Qiu Bailu under the sun, her skin was as white as transparent. Because she was too thin, the dark blue blood vessels under her skin could be seen, and they could be counted one by one. She was lying in the rocking chair, and the rocking chair shook slightly.
After a while, he became a little confused. His slender arms were resting on the armrests of the rocking chair, so thin that the bones were protruding. He looked very pitiful.
From the forearm upwards, wherever blood vessels can be seen, there are traces of pinholes. There are too many pinholes and the muscles are stiff. The injection is very painful, but no matter how painful it is, Luo Yan has never seen her cry out.
With a cry, or a drop of tear, she seemed to have locked all her joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys into a box, and then threw away the key to open the box.
He looked at her, and her eyes fell on the page of the book. The sun was shining brightly, making the paper pale and blinding. But Qiu Bailu looked straight at the paper, her mind wandering to nowhere.
It wasn't until Luo Yan touched her wrist that she turned her slightly confused eyes to him, as if she didn't understand why he did this.
Luo Yan looked at her with a smile, "Why are you so thin? It seems that you can't gain weight no matter what you do? Do you want the doctor to prescribe some more nutritional injections? If you continue to lose weight like this, when the storm season comes, a gust of wind will blow you away.
?”
Qiu Bailu didn't answer and listened to him quietly. She didn't take her hand away either, just let him hold it and rub it gently in her palm.
"But the injection will hurt you, and I don't want to bear the pain, unless the injection is absolutely necessary... Xiaolu, can't you eat well? Can you save me some trouble?"
Getting her to eat is even more difficult than getting her to take medicine. I have never seen such an old person eat a meal that is not as big as a child. Luo Yan sometimes thinks that Qiu Bailu actually wants to starve to death.
If you die, you can escape...
"I don't want to eat, it's hot." Qiu Bailu spoke up rarely, her voice a little hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time.
"I asked them to build a house on the mountainside and wired it there, and installed an air conditioner there. You can live in it after it is built in a few days, and then you can have a good rest."
She couldn't eat well or sleep well. It's strange that people are not thin. Qiu Bailu didn't care, but Luo Yan felt extremely uncomfortable when she saw it. "You are so thin, others think I am abusing you."
Others? Where did they come from? The people on this island are all his followers. Not to mention that she was thin, even if he killed her, they would still think it was natural and she deserved her death.
Seeing the corners of Qiu Bailu's lips raised slightly, how could Luo Yan not guess what she was thinking? He put some force on his hands, and Qiu Bailu frowned and looked at him.
"I know you stayed on the island for too long and you feel unhappy. So, next week, I will take you around Milan Fashion Week and have some fun. What do you think?"
The ecstasy of imagining the white dew on the Mid-Autumn Festival did not come out. Instead, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, "Take me out? Are you afraid that I will run away?"
"Run away and catch her again. Haha, Xiaolu, you're not that stupid."
She has a weak point in his hands, he can manipulate her however he wants, and with the move of his fingers, her life will be worse than death.
Why Milan? Why Fashion Week? Luo Yan is a very low-key person and doesn't like this kind of occasion, but he is willing to take her there. Why? Qiu Bailu has countless questions in her heart, but she refuses to ask Luo Yan for help.
One understood that she was not in good spirits. After only speaking these few words, she felt so exhausted that her eyes narrowed and she wanted to close them.
"Sleep, take a good rest when you wake up, Xiaolu, I can give you anything you want, as long as you do well...did you hear me, do well..."
Luo Yan whispered in Qiu Bailu's ear, and her voice became invisible with the breeze. She had heard too many of these intangible and intangible vows, and each one said they would be good to her, but in the end they
Why, the place on the chest that should have been warm and beating would no longer have waves. This was when she was really heartbroken. It turned out that those things before were just a joke. Only when she met Luo Yan did she realize that a person can be so powerful.
Another person can be so cruel, and she can be so cruel to herself.
Qiu Bailu didn't know where the island was located. She only knew that she would take a plane from the island, switch places midway, sleep and then open her eyes again, and she would see a piece of fresh green in front of her eyes.
Among the four major fashion weeks, Milan Fashion Week was the latest to rise, but now it has taken the lead, gathering top figures in the fashion industry, thousands of professional buyers, professional media and style trends from all over the world. These essence elements have brought
Its worldwide spread is far beyond what other business models can match.
The airport is full of large passenger planes and private jets. Celebrities and sellers from all over the world gather here. Even the VIP waiting room is crowded.
Several of Luo Yan's bodyguards gathered around Qiu Bailu. Qiu Bailu was wearing a short black windbreaker and a pair of big sunglasses on her face. She was crowded in the crowd, and together with various celebrities and celebrities, she was surrounded by the flashing lights.
Out of the airport.
After getting into the car, she finally calmed down, but Qiu Bailu couldn't hold on anymore. She fell into Luo Yan's arms as soon as her body went limp. Luo Yan saw her whole body trembling uncontrollably, and immediately took out the needle and gave Qiu Bailu a simple injection on her arm.
After disinfection, the medicine was pushed in.
While he was doing this, Qiu Bailu kept her eyes tightly closed until the needle was pulled out, and she let out a long breath.
When they arrived at the door of the hotel, Qiu Bailu got out of the car first. Luo Yan got out of the window in the car and said to the bodyguard behind him, "Accompany your wife and go up first. I have something else to do."
After he finished the instructions, he said to Qiu Bailu, "You check in first. If you are tired, take a rest. If you are not tired, you can go out for a walk. If you find them annoying, let them follow you from a distance. Wear more clothes. Don't be too cold. Your health
Not good." After he finished speaking, he waved to Qiu Bailu.
Qiu Bai showed no expression and walked to the car door. He smiled and pulled Qiu Bailu closer, and then kissed her hand.
To outsiders, this scene is extremely beautiful. The man is handsome and tough, the woman is slender and beautiful, their eyes are intertwined, and they are full of affection.
But only the person involved knows that the truth is not like this.
Seeing the car driving away, Qiu Bailu finally breathed a sigh of relief, "I want to take a walk, you are willing to follow me."
Now that she has broken the pot, even if Luo Yan sends a company to follow her, she will not feel anything is wrong. Anyway, in her current situation, she cannot escape at all. If she escapes, the drug addict will come.
, she couldn't stand that disgusting look.
It's not that she never thought about running away, but that experience... was really terrifying and painful... She felt uncomfortable even thinking about it.
I didn’t even enter the Autumn White Dew Hotel and walked straight out. The city of Milan is known as the fashion capital of the world. The fashion stores on Via Montenapoleone are world-famous. The Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II is considered the oldest shopping mall in the world.
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It is early spring, and the plants along the road are sprouting fresh green, and the tender leaves make people feel soft in their hearts.
Qiu Bailu was wandering around the city, and when she came across a church, she went in to sit there. Her heart was blank, neither sad nor happy. The one or two hours after taking the medicine was when she was in the best condition. Her steps were brisk and her whole body was full of energy.
Overflowing with vitality, but after this period of time passed, Qiu Bailu no longer had the strength to move a finger.
She found a roadside cafe and sat down. Qiu Bailu rubbed her slightly sore ankles. Because of the complex terrain on the island, she rarely went out to wander around. It was the first time in the past half a year that she had walked so far in one go like she did today.
for the first time.
The bodyguards also entered the coffee shop, but the seats were far away from her. The three of them gathered together and did not stare at Qiu Bailu. They mostly commented on the fashionable girls passing by on the street.
Qiu Bailu ordered a cup of coffee. Not long after the coffee was served, the blond and blue-eyed young waiter brought another glass of red wine.
"I didn't order any wine." Qiu Bailu said hesitantly, looking at the crimson liquid in the glass.