Qian Xiaojue did not cry, but looked up at Ye Feihan firmly and said coldly: "Send me back to the apartment." It was calm, like the sea before the tsunami.
"Okay." Ye Feihan stopped talking and reached out to help her, but she brushed her away ruthlessly. Instead, he got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.
But those eyes were as red as her blood... She was so strong that even if there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she would not let a single drop fall.
*
"Knock knock!"
Qian Xiaojue opened the door, and He Lianqing was standing outside the door, with the tenderness and doting that was only reserved for her. He reached out to touch her messy hair and asked, "Are you sleeping? Why are your eyes so red?
It’s a little swollen.”
Qian Xiaojue said with a calm expression: "I took a nap and just watched a movie and cried." Although she usually doesn't like to laugh or cry, her hands are inexplicably fond of watching movies.
He Lianqing knew this.
He Lianqing touched her face again, walked in, took the down jacket and handed it to her: "Fool. But we should leave now, it's almost six o'clock. If we don't go, we won't be able to make it to the wedding."
Qian Xiaojue's face was still expressionless, and she reached out to take the down jacket, put it on herself, and then stood at the door waiting for him.
Helian turned around and saw Qian Xiaojue's messy hair and slightly smudged makeup, but she didn't seem to know it. She was standing there waiting for him as if she was sleepy... Suddenly he
He sighed helplessly: "What's wrong with you today? Are you really feeling unwell? Why don't we go...?"
"No." Qian Xiaojue shook her head and said firmly: "I must attend Yu'er's wedding."
Naturally, He Lianqing couldn't resist her, so he turned around and found the comb himself and walked over.
"Turn around and let me comb your hair."
Qian Xiaojue turned around, and He Lianqing stood behind her and combed her messy hair. The beautiful big curls were draped behind her head, making her look much more energetic and tidy.
Then He Lianqing took a gentle towel to tidy up some makeup for Qian Xiaojue. She was already very fair and very beautiful even without makeup, so he simply wiped off all her makeup and saw her without makeup.
After that, he put down the towel with satisfaction, and then pulled her out of the door.
On the way to the hotel, the sky outside has gradually darkened. Spring has not yet arrived, so at this time, the sky in Xinghai City is already a bit late. Neon lights gradually light up on the road, and those lights one by one from thousands of small
Jue's face flowed...
"What's wrong with you?" He Lianqing finally realized that Qian Xiao was unusually quiet and even a little cold. The aura emanating from his body could not be deceived.
"It's okay." She replied coldly with only two words.
He Lianqing frowned deeply. If she had something to do, he would take care of it.
However, the bodyguard who protected her in the afternoon did not report whether something happened. She should have stayed in the room all afternoon. He didn't believe in any movie that could keep her trapped in it!
But she didn't say anything, so he didn't ask any more questions. He thought that she would definitely tell her when the time came.
Until the end of the wedding, Qian Xiaojue always looked cold, expressionless, and indifferent. Even his eyes were so light that people would not take the initiative to approach him after just one glance...