Leng Qu sat down unceremoniously and started eating.
Ling Xiaoran then sat down, lowered her head and ate in small bites. The warm porridge slid into her throat, and then entered her empty stomach. The hot porridge brought a slight feeling of warmth, and her body, which had been cold, slowly began to warm up.
Neither of them spoke, and each ate their porridge in silence. After finishing the porridge, Leng Qu stood up and walked to the sofa.
Ling Xiaoran packed up the dishes on the table and walked into the kitchen. After a while, the sound of washing came from the kitchen.
After a while, when the sound of washing in the kitchen ended, Leng Qu, who had his back to the kitchen, heard Ling Xiaoran walking a few steps away from him and stopped, standing there without moving for several minutes.
"Are you going to stand there and talk to my back?" Leng Qu's voice sounded faintly...
Ling Xiaoran lowered her head and walked to the sofa to sit down...
After Ling Xiaoran sat down, Leng Qu reached for the remote control placed on the coffee table and turned on the TV...
"Situ Longhao, the ninth generation leader of the Situ Group, and Su Dafei, the popular actress, were revealed to have been in love for three years and had a son. After giving birth to the heir to the Situ family on x month x, x year, the two finally
Decided to make the relationship public and hold the wedding on x next month..."
Ling Xiaoran could no longer hear what was said next. Before her brain could react, her hand had already snatched the remote control from Leng Qu's hand and quickly turned off the TV in front of her.
Her face was already pale, and her chest was heaving violently. Ling Xiaoran held the remote control in her hand hard, placed one hand on her heart, and gasped.
The air became very thin in an instant. She had deliberately not thought about what happened yesterday, but why was she so cruel and let her face it directly before she had done a good job in psychological construction...
Tears welled up in her eyes, and Ling Xiaoran tried her best to suppress them while biting her lower lip.
Suddenly, a pair of cold hands pinched Ling Xiaoran's lower forehead, and Ling Xiaoran's pale and bloodless face directly met Leng Qu's mocking eyes.
"Is he really that good? Is it worth torturing yourself like this? Do you want to live or die? Life is worse than death?"
Leng Qu's voice was very cold. In the past few months of knowing Leng Qu, he had never spoken to him like this before. He looked at the face in front of him with some strangeness. Why did everyone suddenly become so strange?
"Look at your face, look at your expression, and then think about the scene you just saw, how bright and sweet Situ Longhao's smile was, and how powerful the big hands holding Su Dafei were.
, do you think he would care a little bit about the way you are now? Who are you pretending to be pitiful to show? "
Leng Qu directly dragged Ling Xiaoran into the bathroom. His big hand was still on Ling Xiaoran's forehead, and he forced her to look at himself in the mirror.
Ling Xiaoran's forehead was pinched very painfully, her body was pressed against the washstand, and she looked directly at the person reflected in the mirror...
The pale face without a trace of blood, the big, lifeless eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, filled with tears, as if they were about to fall at any time, and the clenched lips had an abnormal black color due to the force just now...
…
At first glance, she looks like a typical woman who has been abandoned and gives up on herself...
Is this her?
Is this person really Ling Xiaoran?
The man standing next to him in the mirror still had a familiar face, but there was a touch of coldness and ridicule in his eyes, as if he looked very disdainful of himself. And the slight curve of the corner of his mouth was even more so.
It is obvious that he is sarcastic towards himself...
"Ling Xiaoran, take a closer look and see what kind of character you have now. You have made yourself look like a resentful woman, while others are hugging others in a high-profile way to show their happiness. Do you feel that you are particularly like a clown?"
Leng Qu's voice was even colder, and every word was thorny, piercing Ling Xiaoran...
Tears rolled in his eyes, and finally rolled down due to unbearable load. His body kept shaking, and his reflection in the mirror in front of him was blurred...
She doesn't want to be like this, she also wants to recover immediately, and then live a more exciting life to let them see that she can live well alone...
However, her heart still hurts. She hasn't learned how not to love, how not to care. She really hasn't learned yet. As long as you give her a little more time, just a little more, she can do it. She can do it.
I will definitely forget...
"Tears? Don't you think your tears are cheap?"
Leng Qu's long fingers hooked the tears sliding down Ling Xiaoran's eyes, flicked them, and then continued: "Maybe you can keep these tears and wait until you can use your tears in front of Situ Longhao to see if you can make him
Change your mind!"
"I didn't think about it..."
In a fragile voice, Ling Xiaoran said tremblingly...
"I really don't know how he chose you!" After saying something that Ling Xiaoran couldn't understand, Leng Qu let go as if he was disgusted, then turned around without hesitation and strode out of the bathroom...
Ling Xiaoran's body suddenly lost support and slowly slid down the washstand. She hugged herself tightly and buried her head deeply in her knees.
Tears rolled out wantonly...
He was sobbing, but he didn't cry out.
Ling Xiaoran wanted to wake herself up severely. She knew how mean and despised she looked like this.
For a man who never took her into his heart and treated her cruelly, she actually tortured herself like this.
If it hadn't been for Brother Leng yesterday, she would probably no longer be able to live in this world now. Is it worth it?
does it worth?
Ling Xiaoran asked herself over and over again, she really couldn't find the answer...
She really wants to stop loving, and has told herself countless times not to love anymore, but how can she really stop loving? How can she do it? Who can tell her what she should do...
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"Are you sure this woman is suitable?"
Leng Qu leaned on the balcony, looking at the panoramic scenery with cold eyes, and coldly asked the person on the other end of the communication device.