"Lin Jiu, open the door! I told you to open the door!" Liang Moge was no longer knocking on the door, but kicked the door rudely, wanting to kick the door open directly.
Lin Jiu sat in a daze for a long time. The fierce sounds hit his heart one after another, making him feel suffocated. It was like a knife holding him back. He stood up, like a ghost, and walked towards the door step by step...
What is coming cannot be avoided.
Turning on the light at the entrance, a dazzling light suddenly hit me. I closed my eyes for a few seconds, as if they had relaxed, and then opened my eyes. My stiff hand fell on the cold metal, and when I turned it gently, there was a "creep".
The door opens...
Liang Moge's scarlet eyes stared at her. The pale and bloodless picture did not make him feel any distress. Instead, he slammed a handful of photos into her pale face.
All of a sudden, the photos slipped in front of my eyes one after another, and those unreal pictures appeared in front of my eyes, blurry and unclear...
Lin Jiu was stunned for a moment. She didn't know why he was so angry, let alone what these photos were. When she looked into his eyes, she realized that they were full of pain and struggle...
My heart was violently pulled by something, and the original guilt was surging now...
"Lin Jiu, are you still shameless?" Liang Moge stared at the young, youthful and innocent face in front of him, and really couldn't connect her with those women.
Lin Jiu's body trembled, her eyes flashed with curiosity. When she bent down to pick up the photos on the ground, there was a photo on the ground facing her. She could see the content clearly. Before her fingers touched the photo,
, as if something suddenly sucked all the power out of the body...
His face turned pale little by little until it was almost transparent and he could clearly see every blue meridian——
"Tell me, do you still want to be shameless?" Her calm look aroused Liang Moge's anger, like a fire that completely burned away all his reason and calmness. He excitedly grabbed her wrist and pulled her roughly
Throwing it against the wall, he yelled with red eyes: "How could you do such a thing and still be with me as if nothing had happened? Do you still have the nerve to marry Ling Jiuyue?"
Lin Jiu's back hit the cold and hard wall hard, pain swept through her, and her eyebrows furrowed. She didn't know whether it was because of his words or just because the impact was too painful.
She raised her eyes, her clear black and white eyes flashed with stubborn tears. She had a thousand unspeakable words as she stared at him. Her chapped lips trembled slightly, still unable to utter a word.
Her silence only made Liang Moge angrier, hating her and shouting hysterically: "What do you mean? I'll give you a chance to explain!"
Explain? Lin Jiu looked at him and swallowed the words silently. How to explain this, and how to explain it clearly? What's more, she can't, and absolutely can't explain...
"Liang Moge, I can't give you any explanation... But you have to believe me, I have never lied to you, and I never wanted to hurt you... I..."
"Ha." Liang Moge interrupted her desolate and trembling voice with a sneer, and stared at her with stern eyes, "You can't explain it to me, but these are simply facts, and there is nothing to explain?!"
"No, I..."
"Lin Jiu, do you remember that you said that you will never believe me again!" Liang Moge raised his voice, paused after interrupting her, and gritted his teeth: "Now it's me, and I will never believe you again."
Lin Jiu's body trembled, and the long eyelashes on her black eyes trembled violently——
"I will never believe every word you say!!"
At this moment, every word spoken by Liang Moge was like a sharp knife stabbed into Lin Jiu's heart. A lot of blood was shed, but he couldn't see it. Because he couldn't see it, Liang Moge could never understand the pain in her heart.
"Is that so?" Lin Jiu was silent for a long time before speaking. Thinking of his tormenting and painful days and how he almost lost his life, he felt more and more guilty. He pursed his lips and said, "Then don't believe me, don't stop.
Think of me, don’t see me again, just pretend you have never met me, we..."
"Lin Jiu, are you dreaming!!" Liang Moge roared hysterically, his ferocious eyes especially terrifying in the dark night, "You deceived me and hurt my mother like this, do you think I will let you go..."
"I didn't hurt your mother! I didn't seduce your father, I didn't..." Lin Jiu retorted loudly, she really didn't, "It's your mother who keeps challenging my bottom line."
"Do you think I will still believe your words? Lin Jiu, why are you so mean? Are you still trying to confuse right and wrong?" Liang Moge was so angry that the veins on his forehead were popping. He raised his hand and wanted to slap Lin Jiu.
Lin Jiu could have avoided it, but she didn't; the slap in the air was about to fall, so she stubbornly raised her head and let him hit her, right?
This is what I owe him. If receiving this slap can make him feel better, I am willing to do so.
It's just that Lin Jiu closed her eyes and waited for a long time without waiting for his merciless slap. She slowly opened her ink-like eyes, saw Ling Jiuyue standing next to him, and held Liang Moge's wrist. His face was cold and calm,
No one knows what he is thinking at this moment.
"Jiuyue..." Liang Moge frowned, but did not take back his hand.
Ling Jiuyue shook off his hand, stood between him and Lin Jiu, blocking his sight, and said coldly: "This is my home, this is my wife, it's not your turn to do anything."
Liang Moge frowned and bent down to grab the photo on the ground and showed it to him, "We have all been deceived! Jiuyue, she is simply a very deep-seated woman with ulterior motives!"
Feng Mu glanced at the photo lightly, then reached out to take the photo in his hand. Without looking at it carefully, she bent down and picked up the photos on the ground one by one, with an unnaturally calm look on her face...
Lin Jiu looked at such a scene, feeling like a thorn in his throat, unable to utter a single word. He didn't know what Ling Jiuyue would be thinking, or how he would deal with it; he wouldn't believe in himself anymore, would he...
Like Liang Moge, he will never believe in himself again.
Ling Jiuyue sat on the sofa, with the trash can at her feet. She picked up a lighter, lit the photos one by one and threw them into the ashtray; the flames were burning, with a light mist surrounding him, and gradually dissipated...
…
Liang Moge didn't know what he meant, and stood there for a while without reacting. He was like Xiangwo Lin.
"Moge, go back."
After a while, Ling Jiuyue finally spoke, her voice always calm and calm, without any ripples.
Liang Moge pursed his lips, and Ling Jiuyue seemed to want to guess what he wanted to say, and answered proactively: "Everyone in the world doesn't believe her, but I do!" He paused for a moment, raised his head, and his eyes were blurry, but his eyes were looking at it firmly.
Lin Jiu's resolute voice sounded——
"From the day I identified her, I had no intention of pursuing her past; I also never thought that if something happened, she would get divorced and find another one."
Not only Liang Moge was stunned, but Lin Jiu herself was also shocked. She had never thought that Ling Jiuyue thought like this, that he was so tolerant and trusting of her...
"You don't mind her and me either..."
"I knew it earlier." Ling Jiuyue interrupted him lightly, and said calmly in Liang Moge's surprised eyes: "I knew she was the girl who made you so decadent that you almost died."
"Then you are still marrying her?" Liang Moge stood in front of him, grabbed his collar, and shouted angrily: "You knew it was her, why did you marry her? You
What do you think of me?"
"brother!"
"Is there a brother like you?"
"Let him go!" Lin Jiu came to his senses, stepped forward and clasped Liang Moge's fingers with great effort, "He doesn't know, he doesn't know anything! These are all matters between me and you, and Ling Jiuyue
It’s irrelevant…”
Liang Moge's dark eyes flashed with surprise. He probably didn't expect Lin Jiu to help Ling Jiuyue like this——
Ling Jiuyue lowered her eyes and looked at her standing in front of her, a trace of complexity flashed across her eyes.
"Liang Moge, let's go! At least, leave here now! I don't want to argue with you here, you go." Lin Jiu pretended to be calm, but if Liang Moge was more careful, he would have noticed that her hands were constantly shaking.
…
Liang Moge's eyes as dark as an ancient well glanced at them thoughtfully, turned around and left. The sound of the door slamming almost shook the entire wall.
The "bang" sound also shocked Lin Jiu's heart.
Lin Jiu slowly turned around to meet his deep and dark eyes. There were many words on her lips that she wanted to explain but she didn't know how to explain them.
If you can't explain it to Liang Moge, you can't explain it to Ling Jiuyue either...
Ling Jiuyue didn't speak, just stared at her silently. Thinking that she doubted him, he felt naturally angry. But seeing her being hurt and humiliated like that by Liang Moge, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
The two looked at each other for a long time without saying a word. Finally, Ling Jiuyue turned around and walked into the study with a cold face.
The moment the study door closed, Lin Jiu sat slumped on the sofa, looking at the photos burned to ashes in the ashtray with dull eyes, biting her lip subconsciously...
Why did things develop like this?
******Plot dividing line******
The servants of the Lan family all know that Su Weixi is extremely doting on Lian Lian, to the point where both humans and gods are angry. The problem is that Lan Ruixiu also loves her. As a result, Lian Lian does not listen to anyone except Su Weixi and Lan Ruixiu.
That day, Lianlian somehow got hold of Su Weixi's green shawl. Not to mention it was wrinkled, and she also drew a lot of messy things on it with colorful paintbrushes.
When Su Weixi returned home and saw her beloved shawl in such a state, she was so angry that her lungs exploded. Without saying a word, she grabbed Lianlian and put it on her knees, and slapped her hard on it with several slaps.
On Lian Lian's ass.
For a moment, Lian Lian cried so hard that ghosts and gods wept, and it was like the end of the world.
The servants were also frightened. They had never seen Su Weixi so angry. In the past, when the lady decorated her most expensive dress, she still smiled and said that Lianlian was very talented in painting...
"Do you dare to draw graffiti again in the future?" Su Weixi still had a dark face after finishing the beating.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Lianlian was just crying and didn't listen to her at all.
Su Weixi looked at her beloved shawl and was not in the mood to educate her. She just threw it on the sofa and grabbed her shawl to go to the bathroom.
The servants looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what was going on.
Lan Ruixiu came back and saw Lianlian crying, and listened to the servant's explanation again. He ignored Lianlian who was still crying and peeking at him, and went directly to the bathroom.
Su Weixi was washing her shawl hard with soap. When she saw the spots that couldn't be washed away, she almost burst into tears.
Lan Ruixiu was at the door and suddenly said: "Are you in love?!"
"I hit you!" So what if I hit you! Why the hell can't it be washed off?
"Just for a shawl?" Lan Ruixiu raised an eyebrow, "Throw it away when it gets dirty. Just buy a few more in the future."
"What does it mean just for a shawl? What does it mean to throw it away when it's dirty and just buy a few more in the future?" Su Weixi was angry and sad because she couldn't wash off the stains. When she heard Lan Ruixiu's words, she was so angry that she couldn't help thinking.
Knowing where he borrowed the bear bile, he yelled at him directly: "Lan Ruixiu, do you know
I don’t know what is unique? Because it means something to a certain person, it is unique. Even if there is an identical replacement in the future, but the meaning is different, it is different. It cannot be called unique! You don’t understand how important this shawl is to me.
!How meaningful it is!”
"What's the point?" Lan Ruixiu asked.
"This is the first gift you gave me! How precious is the meaning of the first gift! Do you understand!!!" Su Weixi yelled reflexively, and was dumbfounded after the yell...
Well, what did she just say?
Her cheeks were as red as boiled shrimp.
Lan Ruixiu was stunned for a moment, with an imperceptible smile in his sharp eyes, and said lightly: "How do you know that the shawl was given by me?"
Su Weixi turned her head and didn't dare to look at him. She rubbed her shawl vigorously with her fingers and muttered incoherently: "I thought it was a gift from Liancheng Zhan before, but once I mentioned it to him, he said it wasn't from him. I think it was from him."
There was probably no one else there except you."
"You're not stupid." Lan Ruixiu's words were very meaningful, both complimentary and derogatory.
"I'm not stupid to begin with..." I just can't become smart in front of you.
"come over."
Su Weixi didn't know what he wanted to do, so she wiped her hands suspiciously and walked up to him. The next second, Lan Ruixiu directly pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and grasped her red lips accurately...
"Su Weixi, I seem to..." Lan Ruixiu paused suspiciously, and with her confused eyes full of expectation, she said in a long voice: "A... so... a little bit...
..like...you.”
Su Weixi's eyes were filled with red hearts, "Really?" She was confused again in the next second, "How much does it mean to like a little bit? A little like this, a little like this, or a little like this?"
Lan Ruixiu looked at the small circles drawn in the air, frowned, thought carefully, lowered his head and pecked her red lips, "Probably just a little bit."
Su Weixi, sorry, how much is such a small amount?
Young Master: I know today is a holiday and everyone wants to go out and play, so I specially updated 4,000 words so that everyone can read it in one minute and go out and play. I really feel bad that I am too considerate...