This is the second time he has shed tears for her.
He didn't know what else he could do at this time. He was thinking about how to redeem himself all the time, but facing her such a cold and decisive attitude, he really didn't know how to redeem himself.
What to use to save it?
he does not know.
Snow was flying outside the window, but Bai Yanbing felt for the first time that at this moment, this room with constant warmth was actually colder and more uncomfortable than the Thousand-foot Cold Pond where he had stayed in seclusion before.
He stood in front of the window in a daze, looking helplessly at the vast white land in the courtyard.
After a while, a subtle sound came from the cell phone in his hand. He lowered his head and looked down, and suddenly felt that his flesh and blood had been stripped away.
That was a text message from her. The content was very simple, with only one sentence.
"I will live a good life, and I hope you will too, and don't come to me again."
How determined would she be to send him such a text message? It was only a dozen words long, but it had the power of a thunderbolt, breaking his internal organs inch by inch.
"Azi, do you really don't want to believe in my love anymore?" My heart suddenly felt an unspeakable pain. The heart that was already riddled with holes suddenly felt like it had lost all control.
It galloped like a wild horse, and its essence and spirit roared out. Bai Yanbing just endured it in vain for a while. After a moment, he stiffened like a similar person who had lost all practice, and collapsed to the ground, revealing a huge body.
Silver snake body.
Because of this sudden and huge pain, the poison in his body broke out again.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Jiang Zimo and Murong Qingyi came to the Murong family compound to have New Year's Eve dinner with Mrs. Murong.
Perhaps because she heard that Jiang Zimo was pregnant and that she was going to be a grandma, Mrs. Murong, who always dressed plainly and elegantly, actually wore a red cashmere coat with a sparkling diamond brooch on her chest.
, with a graceful and elegant high bun on her head, and an emerald hairpin holding her dark hair sideways. From a distance, she looks as radiant as a young woman in her thirties who is in her prime.
Compared to her energetic appearance, Jiang Zimo looked a little haggard. She had been suffering from insomnia for many nights, and naturally there were faint dark circles under her eye sockets. Even the best concealer and powder could not cover up such bruises.
Today she was wearing a pink Korean windbreaker and a pair of off-white lambskin snow boots. Her black curly hair was spread freely. When she walked into this antique flower hall, she looked even more petite and delicate, quite charming.
A bit childish and uneasy.
Madam Murong immediately burst into laughter when she saw her. She called Jiang Zimo to sit next to her and showed her the gift she had finally chosen.
"Azi, since you came here last time, I have treated you as my own daughter from the bottom of my heart, and I always feel like I can't get enough pain. Qingzhen told me about that, good boy, it's really hard work
Here you go. People who are pregnant are most likely to be restless. I think you seem to have not slept well. This jade pendant is the best way to calm your nerves. I hope you can sleep more peacefully while wearing it in the future."
Jiang Zimo followed her instructions and opened the exquisite rosewood brocade box. He lowered his eyes and saw that, sure enough, lying quietly on the dark purple soft satin substrate was a piece of shiny and shiny glass that he knew at a glance belonged to the top grade Laokeng glass.