The sunset left Qingwu behind, and the sky soon became dark.
Qingwu was kneeling on the steps in front of her door, motionless. The blood on her abdomen had dried and stretched her skin. If she straightened up a little, the sharp pain of skin and flesh separation would hit her.
There is a small gap from the steps to the lawn. It is a hard concrete floor mixed with small gravels. Just now, her knees were knocked down suddenly, and a small stone happened to be dug into her flesh. She moved a little, and then
It's a heart-piercing pain.
Now the knee is numb and the whole leg is numb. I don't feel anything except pain.
No wonder the painful dramas on TV all involve kneeling down. It looks easy but is really difficult to do.
Every cell in the body was hollowed out and squeezed into a corner, causing a feeling of suffocation.
Due to the cooler temperature, the sweat on her forehead was blown away. The crying and fussing just now made her lips chapped. She had to lick them with her tongue, but the more she licked, the drier she became. Her nose was blocked and blocked,
He could only breathe through his mouth, and his whole mouth began to feel dry.
She had not had any water since she arrived in the morning, let alone food. Sister-in-law Wu offered to cook for her, but she was afraid that Ling Yansen would come back at any time, so she refused, lying that she was not hungry after just eating.
Now, my body is sluggish, my eyes are dark, my head is shaking, and I obviously have no strength.
She didn't know how long she could hold on like this.
I kept raising my head and looking at the huge villa. There were several floor-to-ceiling windows on the front including the second floor, but the curtains were tightly drawn.
He never teased her. Maybe he didn't even know she was still outside.
what to do?
Just as I was thinking about countermeasures, misfortunes never come alone. Suddenly, several white lights flashed down from the sky, followed by a loud noise and thunder.
It was already night, so how could she tell that the color of the sky had changed? Only then did Qing Wu feel in a daze that her hands had become cold without knowing when, and there was a howling wind in her ears, and the chill of early autumn swept over her. There was only one thing on her body.
Wearing a thin hospital gown, Qingwu shrank and curled up into a ball as much as possible, sighing in her heart, it seemed that she would not survive the night.
Ling Yansen held the goblet and paced back and forth in the room in annoyance. The dark red liquid in the goblet stirred with his anxious and restless steps.
Even though he was not wearing any shoes, his heavy footsteps made the solid wood floor creak.
Most of the anger has dissipated, and my mind is confused. I don't know whether I'm hungry or what I'm thinking.
Has she left?
The wine bottle was mostly empty. I was slightly tipsy and hazy, but my mind was getting clearer. I came to the floor-to-ceiling window several times, stretched out my hand, dropped it, raised it again, and dropped it again.
Depressed, she turned around angrily, hating why she turned on the lights when she went upstairs. If the lights were turned off, it was pitch black, and she couldn't see even if she opened the curtains. But now, what's the point of turning off the lights?
Wouldn't it be really embarrassing if she saw it outside?
When he was in a dilemma, he suddenly heard a muffled sound. Ling Yansen paused, his outline tightened instantly, he placed the goblet on the exquisite wine rack and turned around.
Came to the window for the umpteenth time.
She was thinking, getting angry, and her hand was in mid-air. A few centimeters away from her fingers, there were beautiful retro floor-to-ceiling curtains, satin floral, fresh and elegant, the same style that she had insisted on changing to.
Suddenly, several white lights flashed on the curtains, followed immediately by another burst of crackling and thunder, which struck Ling Yansen's increasingly conflicted heart like gongs and drums.
This damn weather, it was still very bright in the afternoon, but in the evening it turned violent and it was going to rain.
I don't know if she left or not.
Just thinking like this, the poison in his heart was biting him bit by bit. He couldn't bear it anymore. He finally raised his hand and touched the corner of the soft curtain. Ling Yansen held his heart and slowly started a conversation.
Slit, squeeze your eyes in, and look down.
Then he closed his eyes tightly.
She was really here! He knew that she would definitely refuse to leave! It had been at least two hours since he dragged her out of the door, and she was just kneeling like that without saying a word?! What was she planning to do on her knees?
when?
My heart is full of mixed feelings.
Qingwu's luck has never been good enough. She could only greet the big raindrops that suddenly fell from the sky with a wry smile.
In an instant, the rain formed a line, falling in large swaths, and the top of her head was chilly. Soon, her whole body was soaked. She was hunched over, with her waist slightly bent. There was nothing to cover her, so she could only put her head on her abdomen and try her best.
Reduce rainwater erosion.
It's a pity that it doesn't have much effect.
The water stains soaked into the wound, and the pain was like pouring pepper water, and it was sharp and bone-piercing.
She had no strength at all now, and the dark night made her fair arms even paler. She slowly stretched out her hand, folded her palms, caught some rainwater, and moistened her lips, but the dense raindrops did not intend to let go.
It passed her and hit her hard, making her breathing more and more difficult. The rain mixed with the strong wind, and her figure was washed away and became more fragile and shaky.
My eyelids are very heavy, and when I close them, it takes a lot of effort to open them again.
She couldn't help but want to cry.
He hoped and prayed in his heart that Ayan could open the curtains and take a look, knowing that she was still there and knowing her determination to meet Duoduo. I hoped that in this way, he would be able to soften his heart and take her to see Duoduo...
In the villa.
Ling Yansen was like a lion on the verge of collapse, restless.
The downpour was washing the windows, and the sound almost shattered all his persistence. He stayed as far away from the windows as possible, sitting on the floor against the wall, scratching his ears and head, suffering.
Counting the time, listening to the sound of rain, I just hope that the rain will stop soon, or that silly woman will leave quickly.
But another hour passed, and the rain showed no sign of decreasing. He could no longer bear it, and opened the curtains. In the rain curtain, her figure, too weak to look directly at, did not move at all. She was shaking her head, and her thin figure was covered by the rain.
The wind was blowing, and it seemed like he would fall to the ground in the next second.
Damn it!
He cursed softly, lowered the curtains with his hands, and sneered, laughing that his heart of stone was no match for a stupid woman with no strength but stubbornness. In this wrestling match, he was about to lose.
Array is coming.
****
Jiang Henhan actually didn't leave.
After leaving the villa and walking half a mile, he parked the car on the side of the road. She said that his presence might hinder her negotiation with Ling Yansen, so he would just wait here where they could not see her.
Her body has not recovered at all. God knows that a little blow can knock her down. How can he trust her to deal with Ling Yansen's wolf alone?
It's not far from her. If something happens to her, it's okay to rush over and help.