Los Angeles didn't send me back in person, he said he was afraid of seeing my far away back again, and he could only stand there helplessly.
"Gambling books disappeared with a splash of tea, and it was only common at that time."
Just now when he went out to arrange for me, I secretly wrote this poem behind the painting. I'm not sure whether he can see it or not, I just really hope that he can live a good life, his life is destined to be extraordinary, the ordinary past between us, it's okay to forget.
Back, I am still used to an ordinary and peaceful life after all.
"Yu Shan, you're back!" As soon as the car door opened, Zihao rushed over.
It's just that before he got close to me, he was stopped by the men sent by Luocheng.
"He is my friend, let him come over!"
I walked out calmly and tidied my clothes habitually. Zihao also stood in front of me at this moment, looking at me carefully from top to bottom.
"are you OK?"
"I'm fine." I smiled at him to reassure him.
"they are?"
"Wait for me." I motioned him to wait a while.
"Jason, thank you. You can go back. By the way, thank Los Angeles for me." Los Angeles asked the most powerful assistant around me to drive me back in person. I'm afraid that no other person can get this kind of treatment.
"Miss Lin, Mr. Ye asked me to give this to you." He took out a rectangular box, and after opening it, there was a delicate dagger inside, "Mr. This little thing will accompany you instead of him."
I took this unique gift from him. The silver scabbard and handle, without too many gorgeous decorations, are more convenient to use. I am afraid that only he can come up with an ingenious gift.
"Please tell him, this, I will treasure it carefully."
Farewell to Jason and others, also indicates that the story between me and Los Angeles has come to an end.
"Zichao said you were injured, how are you?" Zihao has messy hair, a wrinkled shirt, and a beard on his fair face. He has always paid attention to his appearance, but now he is so downcast. state.
"Have you been waiting for me?"
"When I came to look for you, you were not at home, and your phone was turned off when I called you. I couldn't find Zi Chao and Ling Shao, so I had to wait here"
"Aidanhow is he?" Although Luocheng let him go, but with his personality, he would never let Zichao come back too comfortably.
"He's fine, it's just some skin trauma"
"It's good that he's fine." The hanging heart finally fell to the ground.
"Can you stop caring about him so much!" I was caught off guard and pulled into my arms by Zihao, "Do you know how worried I was during the past few days when you disappeared! Do you know how afraid I am that something will happen to you! You know Don't know how much I love you!"
After several days of hopeless waiting, Xia Zihao could no longer suppress his inner emotions.
"Zihao, I"
"Don't say anything! I know what you want to say, but I don't want to hear it!" His embrace became tighter and tighter, as if I would disappear once he let go.
"Zihao, don't be like this"
Facing him like this, I feel distressed and helpless. I don't know what to say to him, so I can only let him hold him.
Sometimes, I myself will be confused, obviously there are two very similar people, which one do I love, I will feel heartbroken when I see Zichao's indifference, and I will feel powerless when I see Zihao's fragility.
I just want to live a simple life with the person I like, how can it be so difficult
Behind Zihao's car, his body slowly pressed down, and my back has been fitted to the outline of the car. His kiss fell down so forcefully, his stubble rubbed against my cheek, and he used this domineering way to express his thoughts and emotions towards me.
I can't go on like this, I'm almost immobile between him and the car, but I still struggle hard, expressing my resistance.
A faint smell of blood
The eyes that opened suddenly, looked at me incredulously, sober for a moment, and then deeply regretful.
"I'm sorry, Yu Shan, I I'm sorry!" He bounced away quickly as if frightened, like a child who made a mistake, standing aside stupidly, apologizing non-stop.
"Zihao, why are you bothering" Pressing the torn wound on his right shoulder with his left hand, he slid down the car wall slowly, and sat on the ground as if he had collapsed.On, the face is already painful and sweaty.
"Yu Shan, you are bleeding!"
The light pink clothes have been dyed a touch of bright red.
"I'm fine, it's just that the wound opened accidentally."
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault! I'll take you to the hospital!"
"No, there is a medicine box at home, just re-wrap it"
I tried hard to stand up, Zihao wanted to come over to help me, but just as I stretched out my hand, he quickly withdrew it like an electric shock. In the end, I was at a loss and didn't know what to do.
"Can you give me a hand?" I took the lead in breaking this embarrassment.
Hearing my words, he was relieved, and quickly helped me up. Before I could stand still, he was hugged horizontally by him. He walked quickly upstairs.
"Where is the medicine box?" He carefully put me on the sofa, and then went to find the medicine box immediately.
"In that cabinet." I said it again and pointed him to the approximate location.
He quickly took out the box, took out the gauze alcohol and the cotton swab, but encountered difficulties when he was about to apply the medicine to me. The clothes were not loose, so I had to signal him to cut off the shoulders.
Unrecognizable poppies, he froze for a moment, and soon regained his senses.
The alcohol came into contact with the wound, even though Zihao's movements were gentle and slow, I still felt very painful. Frowning tightly, he tried not to make a sound, and when he finished bandaging, the sweat was basically soaking through his entire coat.
"Does it hurt you?" He handed me a tissue and packed up the medicine box.
"It's okay, it's already fine" I am very sensitive to pain, and the pain that ordinary people can bear may be magnified many times on my body.
"I I just"
"How are Ling Shao and Tina doing?" I intentionally changed the topic. What happened just now undoubtedly created a barrier in our respective hearts.
"Ling Shao is fine, but tina"
"What's up with her?"
"She seems to be infected with drug addiction"
"What!" I couldn't believe my ears!
No matter how indulgent Tina is, she will have a limit, the most is to get herself drunk, how can she be so stupid this time, and run to take drugs.
"I heard that when Ling Shao brought her back, she happened to have a seizure. Ling Shao was also blinded at the time, so he had to take her to the hospital."
"Did Luocheng do it?" It was only after he said that that he realized that he was really unnecessary. How could Zihao know so clearly.
"It's not him I heard from the doctor that Tina's drug addiction has been going on for a while"
"That's good" I'm actually a little lucky, as long as it's not Los Angeles, it's fine. As long as Luo Cheng didn't touch drugs, then he wouldn't go further and further away. Between black and white, there is actually no clear dividing line. He can walk on both sides calmly without letting the water wet him, leaving himself the most options for retreat.
"Are you happy to hear that it's not him?" He still saw it, "What is your relationship with that person?"
"Do you still remember that you asked me why I wrote about flowers like poppies? Los Angeles did it for me."
"Are you together?"
"That's already a thing of the past We had a very happy time, and also had a thrilling moment, but all these good things can only stay in the memory three years ago."
"You still love him?"
"No, he is just the past to meActually, I also hope that I still love him" The volume became smaller and smaller, gradually turning into my soliloquy.
"Oh, by the way, in order to help Tina detoxify, Zichao placed her in a private villa where I don't live often, and found a private nurse and doctor. I sent you the address."
"okay¡¡"
"Then you have a good rest, I'm leaving first"
From the gap in the bedroom curtains, I could clearly see Zihao's tired and lonely figure. He stopped in front of the car with the door ajar, but he was not in a hurry to leave. One hand rested on the car door, but the other hand was already clenched into a fist. In the blink of an eye, the car became the object of his venting. The heavy sound pierced the silence of the night, and the wordless venting hurt my heart. This man's feelings are too deep and heavy, how should I bear and how should I respond.
Whoever said that love is a matter of one person, whether it is to love or to be loved, will struggle in the vortex of emotions, powerless and at a loss. If the person in front of you is right, then the same life or the same life will be happy for both of you; if the person in front of you is wrong, it will be painful for both of you whether to leave yourself sad or leave the other person's unrequited love of.
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