Holding a glass of wine in her hand, Long Qingyue stood in front of the apartment window and looked at the lights outside. Her fingers kept tightening. The news of Tang Tian and Lou Yue's engagement was now known to the whole city. I wonder if she has
Got the news……
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Outside the presidential suite of the Longteng Hotel, Ling Shaobai held a cigarette in his hand and kept smoking. His brows were furrowed. Under the smoke, there was an indescribable sadness in his black eyes.
He didn't know how long he stood before he put out the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath and raised his hand to ring the doorbell.
"Brother Lou Yue, is that you?" Tang Tian's cheerful voice sounded, and then the door was opened. When she saw the man standing outside the door, the smile suddenly froze on her face.
"Sorry to bother you so late." Ling Shaobai looked at her awkwardly, a trace of loneliness flashed in his dark eyes.
"It's you, are you okay?" Tang Tian touched his hair unnaturally, his eyes were guarded, and he had no intention of inviting him in.
Ling Shaobai was stung by her eyes. He knew that if he continued to say anything more, he would just be asking for trouble, but he was unwilling to leave without saying anything. He said in a heartbeat, "Can you invite me in to sit down?
"
"It's not convenient. Brother Lou Yue will be here soon. I'm afraid he will misunderstand." Tang Tian replied decisively.
"Am I that annoying to you?" Ling Shaobai finally couldn't bear her indifference. It turned out that the endless longing he had felt during these days was really just his unrequited love. She never cared about him at all...
…believe him!
Anger and disappointment surged into my heart, and the pain in my chest was so obvious...
"Ling Shaobai, I don't want to mention the past anymore. I also hope you forget it as soon as possible. It's better for us to be strangers. The only person I love is Brother Lou Yue." Tang Tian said lightly, with a trace of emotion in his black eyes.
The indifference that repels people thousands of miles away.
"Okay, I understand, you can take care of yourself. Goodbye!" Ling Shaobai nodded stiffly, turned and left with rapid breathing. Although his heart ached, he knew that no matter what he said at this time, he would just be asking for trouble.
Just an insult.
He didn't want to lose his last bit of pride and self-esteem.
When he came to the elevator, he almost collided with the person coming out. The two of them raised their heads at the same time. When they saw each other clearly, Ling Shaobai's black eyes instantly filled with boundless anger, while Lou Yue just faced
Smiling faintly, then passing by...
"Lou Yue, what did you do to Tang Tian?" Ling Shaobai grabbed his shoulders coldly and asked, his chest was so tight that he almost suffocated.
Lou Yue raised his lips and smiled, and replied coldly, "If I say that I haven't done anything, I'm afraid you won't believe it, so why bother asking."
"Lou Yue, you'd better not hurt her, otherwise, I won't let you go!" Ling Shaobai's black eyes gathered a storm, and he kept exerting force on his hands.
"She is my fiancée, how can I let her get hurt?" Lou Yue raised his lips and said, taking his hand away and striding towards the presidential suite.
Ling Shaobai looked at his leaving figure, his eyes turned red. He turned around in pain and hit the elevator with his fist. With a loud "bang", the elevator was smashed into a groove by him, and his hand
Bleeding began immediately...
"Brother Lou Yue, you are here!"
"Well, baby, did you miss me?"
"Of course! Brother Lou Yue, I miss you so much."
"Then let me check, where are you thinking about it? Do you think about it here?"
"Well, Brother Lou Yue, how good or bad are you..."
"Haha, something worse will happen soon!"
…
The loud slam of the door made Ling Shaobai almost lose control. His fists hit the elevator like raindrops. The elevator was almost deformed by his smashing. It seemed that this was the only way to make him feel better and to make the pain in his chest less obvious...
"Ling Shaobai, are you crazy? If you continue like this, your hands will become useless!" Feng Siye hurried over, hugged him hard, and dragged him back.
"I'm going to kill Lou Yue!" Ling Shaobai suddenly went crazy, breaking away from Feng Siye and rushing to the presidential suite.
"Ling Shaobai, please wake up. If you kill him, Tang Tian will only hate you even more!" Feng Siye almost used all his strength to hug him, "They are in love now, you don't care about anything."
can not do this!"
Feng Siye yelled, pushed him hard against the wall, grabbed his collar tightly, and his eyes began to turn red...
He can understand this kind of pain because he has experienced it personally...
Watching the woman he loves walking towards another man, but he is powerless, unable to do anything. This kind of pain is simply worse than killing him with a knife...
Ling Shaobai's frantic black eyes slowly became clear. He suddenly covered his head with his hands in pain and slowly squatted down. His chest hurt as if someone had cut it open with a knife. Tears finally flowed out of his eyes.
He was whimpering in suppressed pain, like a wounded little animal, fragile and helpless...
Feng Siye let out a long breath, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten. The Ling Shaobai he knew had always been calm and silent. He had never lost his temper with anyone, and had never shed a tear in front of him.
, but now he is crying like a child...
The man didn't shed tears easily, but he didn't reach the sad point. It seemed that he had true feelings for Tang Tian...
Wasn't he just like him before? When Wan Qing left, he also went crazy, as if he was stupid. He hid alone and cried for seven days and seven nights. He drank and drank every day and lived like a human being.
, a ghost is not like a ghost...
"Feng Siye, I'm not willing to give in. What's wrong with me? Why does she hate me so much? I like her so much... Why, why... I haven't liked anyone since I was a child... It really hurts here
What should I do...I wish I could die right now..."
Ling Shaobai doesn't understand why loving someone is more uncomfortable than death...
"Let's go have a drink. Nothing will happen when we get drunk." Feng Siye couldn't explain it to him, because love is not a confusing thing and no one can explain it clearly.
He lifted him up, hugged him distressedly, and then pulled him towards the elevator.
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The next day, when Ling Shaobai woke up, he was already in the hospital. He had a splitting headache because of drinking. He covered his forehead in pain, and when he opened his eyes, he found that his hands were wrapped with thick gauze...
"Wake up!" Long Qingyue's voice rang in his ears. He looked at the man lying on the couch with concern and sighed helplessly.
"Yue, why are you here?" Ling Shaobai spoke, his voice hoarse.
"Yesterday you and Feng Siye drank too much. You were injured, so I took you to the hospital." Long Qingyue helped him sit up, poured him a glass of water and handed it to him.
