Walking on the street, Xia Yucheng knew that she looked very embarrassed. Although the spring breeze was warm, she was still covered in goosebumps and shivered slightly even though she was wearing short-sleeved shirts.
She hugged her arms and looked at the vast world. In her eyes, everything looked dark and lifeless. Her fair face showed a trace of despair and bleakness!
All joy and happiness have nothing to do with her and have nothing to do with her!
Even the promise she exchanged for her body was not respected at all. Also, she sneered in her heart, who would be serious about a woman who actively sells her body?
On the road, someone looked at her, but she ignored them. Now that it was like this, who would care whether it was embarrassing or not?
However, the pain all over her body made her squeeze herself tighter and tighter, bending over slightly, lowering her head and looking at the road below her feet.
Her mind went blank and she completely lost consciousness.
I just kept walking on the road, walking aimlessly...
The cell phone in her jeans kept ringing, and she frowned. The shaking feeling against her trouser legs made her feel very uncomfortable.
But the caller was more persistent than she was. The phone kept ringing and vibrating as she walked down the street.
Jian Yuwei's shinbone, which had been kicked hard by Jian Yuwei, took a strike stance at this time. The pain made it difficult for her to move, so she had to squat down in a corner of the street.
The phone was still ringing. Xia Yucheng, who was slightly awake, thought it was Shang Mengwan. If she didn't answer the call, she would be very worried. So, she took out her phone and pressed the answer button without even looking at it:
"Wan'er?" Her voice was hoarse and low.
"It's me! Chengcheng..." There was a warm magnetic voice on the other end of the phone that was full of love, "Why don't you answer the phone? Are humans and machines separated?"
Xia Yucheng covered her mouth with one hand, shook her head in pain, and didn't say a word for a long time.
It's him, Feng Hao!
After all, this man should be the person she least wants to see right now.
"I just got off the plane, are you at the company? I'll come here to find you!" Feng Hao's voice was filled with hope and desire.
"Hao..." Xia Yucheng's swollen lips moved, and tears flowed out uncontrollably from her dry eyes.
Only she could hear that helpless cry.
"Chengcheng, talk, what's wrong? Where are you?" The man who didn't get a response became obviously anxious.
Xia Yucheng closed her eyes, pressed the phone with her fingertips, and hung up the phone. Two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes. It was best that no one could see her in such a mess.
She has long been accustomed to hiding in the dark alone and licking her wounds quietly. No one will help her share all the pain. Except for her brother, only he will care about her meticulously.
"Brother..." She squatted in the corner, crying and shouting. She dreamed of him coming back. Only when she saw him would she feel that the world was safe.
She cried helplessly, and the bright spring sunshine did not bring any light to her heart.
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When Feng Hao found her, it was already an hour later.
When he saw her sitting quietly on the steps on the bank of the moat, Feng Hao's heart dropped, but because of that slender and weak back, he felt pain every time.
The pain is deeper and deeper, and the pain is sharper.
He would not let this woman know how much personal connections and energy he had expended in just one hour to find her, and he almost turned the entire city upside down.