Jiang Zhi was held in his arms and her chin rested on his shoulder. She was a little confused and asked in a low voice: "Will it be okay if we meet sooner?"
It was obviously too early to meet.
It will be like this now.
Nothing.
Shen Luyan silently hugged her waist tightly. He rarely felt uncertain about anything. After thinking about it, he said, "I will."
Jiang Zhi felt a little numb. After a long time, she said, "We met early enough."
Shen Luyan closed his eyes and said no more.
That seems to be true. We were obviously classmates in high school, but we didn't talk much to each other.
Jiang Zhi struggled, but he hugged her hard, his arms as hard as sticks, clamping down on her waist. She didn't know where the resentment in her heart came from, and she bit his shoulder and neck.
The man seemed not to know what pain was and endured it without saying a word.
Jiang Zhi bit her cheeks and felt a little sore, and she tasted blood in her mouth. She slowly put her teeth away, and had no choice but to lean on his shoulders. She said: "If there is a chance to do it again, I would rather we never meet. ."
Even if she was abandoned to fend for herself in that factory, it would be better than now.
Shen Luyan hissed, perhaps taking a breath because of the pain, and said, "That won't work."
Jiang Zhi fell silent.
When it was time to get off work, Jiang Zhi didn't seem as nervous as when he came.
She finally dared to raise her head to look at other people's eyes. To her surprise, they were no different from before.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and her heavy burden was relieved.
In the CEO's private elevator, there was no one else but her and Shen Luyan. She was in a fugue state until the underground garage. The mask in her jacket pocket was crumpled by her pinches, and she didn't take it out in the end.
As soon as he got into the car, Jiang Zhi's cell phone rang in his bag.
The ringtone was very abrupt in the silent space.
Jiang Zhi glanced at the number. It was a series of unfamiliar numbers that he had never saved before.
She picked up the answer, and Sheng Xizhou's voice came across a long distance. He opened his mouth, and two familiar words came to his lips, but he couldn't spit them out.
Imagine talking softly, looking into her eyes, and calling her "Azhi" tenderly like before.
He thought of those memories that made him sick to recall, and no matter how shameless he was, he had no shame to utter these two intimate words.
"Jiang Zhi."
A weak, hoarse voice, the sound of waking up after a serious injury.
Jiang Zhi was startled for a moment when he heard Sheng Xizhou's unfamiliar voice.
She remembered that Shen Luyan also told her last night that Sheng Xizhou had woken up.
No life risk.
She didn't say anything, she had already said everything she wanted to say to him that day.
She hates him and doesn't want to see him again.
Most of Jiang Zhi's life was ruined by Sheng Xizhou himself.
Adolescence is like walking on thin ice, and high school life is silently isolated.
There was a time when Jiang Zhi heard Sheng Xizhou's name in school, and his heart sank.
Just as she was about to hang up, Sheng Xizhou seemed to have guessed what she was going to do, "Don't hang up."
Jiang Zhi still hung up the phone.
The men in the hospital, wearing hospital gowns, looked a little empty.
In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight. He held the phone in his hand, the expression on his face was almost transparent and indifferent, and his empty eyes gradually became dead, as deep as the lake.
The overwhelming hatred inside surged forward.
He remembered everything, when Jiang Zhi was almost destroyed.
The person he loved most was obviously her, and the person he wanted to protect the most was her, but over the years, he was the one who stabbed her heart time and time again and humiliated her like trash.
Sheng Xizhou thought of many people, including his mother, Jiang Suining, and Yan Yao.
Liar, liar.
They are all liars.
They are all lying to him.
The expression on the man's delicate and pale face gradually became distorted, and the veins on the back of his hands were very obvious. He bent over and began to cough violently, a fishy sweetness surged in his throat, and the palm against his lips was stained with a little blood.
He couldn't stop coughing, and there was more and more blood on his palms.
Like a stubborn patient, Sheng Xizhou stubbornly dialed her number, but the new number was blocked by her again.
He rang the reminder bell, and doctors and nurses rushed in.
Sheng Xizhou had no expression on his face. He sat quietly on the hospital bed and asked the doctor to borrow his mobile phone.
I dialed the number I knew by heart.
The moment it was connected.
Sheng Xizhou said the words that he could never say to Jiang Suining, so calmly and easily, he said: "I love you."
As the words fell to the ground, tears fell from his eyes.
