On the originally black shirt, the cuffs were torn, and there was a five-point patch on the right shoulder. More of the holes in the clothes had fallen away, leaving almost nothing.
Liancheng pulled up his clothes but still lowered his head: "It's nothing, I fell down and got a heart attack!"
"Did you get into a fight with someone? Has anyone been here at home?" Ruoxi felt that Liancheng was hiding something.
"Don't ask, I was just in a bad mood. I lost my temper at home and messed up the house. I'm sorry!" The man lowered his head and spoke so humbly, like a child who had done something wrong.
Ruoxi was a little in disbelief. Is this really the Liancheng? The man who is arrogant and will never leave his feelings on the surface? Is this really the man with the faint smile?
Why? Why can’t we see the grace and nobility that we once had in men today?
Liancheng, has life really defeated you?
"Liancheng, you can fool me, but can you fool yourself?" Ruoxi opened the door and wanted to walk out.
It seems that Liancheng's injury cannot be healed by himself, so let's calm down!
"Don't go, Ruoxi, don't go!" The man behind him was shocked, hugged Ruoxi suddenly, and whispered on Ruoxi's shoulder: "Ruoxi, don't leave me, I have nothing left. I'm sorry.
, I’m sorry for letting you live this kind of life, except for you, I have nothing and can’t afford to lose, I’m sorry!”
Ruoxi was silent, lowering her head and looking at the food in front of her, her eyes blurring a little. After shedding tears, her eyes became bright and clear.
That day, Liancheng's hug was very tight, so tight that Ruoxi almost thought she was suffocated to death.
Later, she asked Li Ye what happened after she left!
Lian Ye just said vaguely, "An uncle is here!"
Many years later, when Ruoxi's life has dried up, she still doesn't know what kind of tragedy happened in this dilapidated house on that day.
Just as she was dragging her quilt home little by little, a gust of silver wind passed by her.
Ruoxi didn't pay attention at that time, and the needle wind blew toward her home.
Mu Shiqin's limousine parked in a showy manner at the entrance of a dirty alley.
Blue noble leather shoes stepped into that dirty house.
At that time, Liancheng was lying on his bed in a state of dejection, his clothes becoming damp because of the damp sheets.
After seeing Mu Shiqin, he was shocked and angry. He jumped up from his bed and said angrily: "Mu Shiqin, what do you want to do again?"
Mu Shiqin looked at Liancheng, who was an emperor and a beggar in front of him, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes: "Are you still a man?"
"What do you mean?" Liancheng suppressed his anger and clenched his fists tightly.
"If you were still a man, you should have known to give up Ruoxi. Now you are not qualified to have her!"
Liancheng looked at Mu Shiqin's appearance and sneered: "Oh, it turns out that Master Mu came to see my wife. What a coincidence, she went to buy food!"
When he heard the word wife, Mu Shiqin's expression changed, and the anger in his heart suddenly increased: "Liancheng, are you worthy of having Ruoxi now? Look at what kind of life you are living now? Do you plan to let Ruoxi live with you?
What kind of life? Do you want her to live with you in this rickety house all her life? Do you want her to lie on this bed full of moisture and breathe dirty air every day? Or in order to save a few cents,
I quarreled with someone in the vegetable market, walked down the street to save a few dollars, and could only wipe my tears when I saw the skirt. When I got home, I had to comfort you, pretend that nothing happened, and wait for you to eat and sleep?"