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Eighty-four days in prison

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    Qinrong didn¡¯t remember that he had hurt Yingying.

    In other words, he has a vague memory of what happened that night and doesn¡¯t know what he did.  After Yingying understood, she didn't tell Qinrong the truth. She smiled and pretended not to care, "What's going on?"

    "Ah, third brother, are you talking about my neck?" Yingying made up a lie on the spur of the moment, blinking several times and looking around.

    "Yingying had a nightmare last night. In the dream, she always felt like she couldn't breathe. Third brother, what do you think happened when I woke up? I found myself pinching my own neck."

    "It's so embarrassing. Third brother must not tell others."

    In the past, Yingying could always make Qinrong laugh a few times when she was talking nonsense. She might be helpless or angry, but Qinrong would always smile at her.  But this time the expected laughter did not come, and Yingying could only laugh on her own. She lowered her eyes and did not dare to look at Qin Rong, always afraid that he could expose her lies through his eyes.

    "Third brother" Yingying was about to find something else to talk about when a hand suddenly fell on her chin.

    Her cheeks were forced to rise, and Yingying saw Qinrong still looking at her neck.

    The fingerprints on Yingying¡¯s neck were bruised and dark, and they obviously took several days to form.  Seeing the marks on her neck clearly, her eyes seemed to be filled with ice. He couldn't think of anyone who was so bold and dared to take action against Yingying. He couldn't control his cold tone and said, "Who is it?"

    "No, no one."

    Doctor Wang specifically explained that although the aura in Qinrong's body has calmed down, it has not been completely suppressed, so try not to let him have any emotional fluctuations.

    Seeing that Qin Rong seemed to be angry, Yingying quickly went to hold his hand. She rubbed her cheek against his and said in a pitiful tone, "Yingying really pinched him herself."

    "Third brother, don't be so fierce, Yingying will be afraid."

    ¡°I didn¡¯t mean to say that, Yingying was used to that gentle and good-tempered Qin Rong, and was really afraid of him like this.

    Qinrong probably didn't realize his mood swings. He was startled by Yingying's reminder and quickly regained his composure.  When did his emotions become so uncontrollable?

    Her long eyelashes drooped, and Qinrong had thoughts in her heart. During this moment, Yingying kept pestering him to talk. She deliberately avoided the topic just now, grabbed the back of Qinrong's injured hand and asked: "Third brother, can you tell me  Take care of yourself and don¡¯t get hurt all the time, okay?¡±

    Qinrong¡¯s hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers and clear joints. When the fingers are spread out, she can easily put her little hand in.  At this time, there was a scar hanging across the back of this hand. Although the wound had scabbed, the red mark on the back of his white hand was very obvious.

    Qinrong followed Yingying¡¯s gaze and glanced at her hands, vaguely remembering some things from that day.  He remembered that after Yingying left, he had an unbearable headache and knocked over the table with his hand. He also remembered that the pain in his chest was severe, and the internal force backfired and the wounds on his body collapsed again.

    That night, his feet were shackled, making it difficult for him to move around. The darkness in the room was filled with a strong smell of burning.  As Yingying left, his mood fluctuated and became more irritable, and then

    Qinrong's eyes darkened. He thought he had an excellent memory, but he couldn't remember what happened next.

    Yingying was still talking to him in his ears. The little girl grabbed his hand and wanted to make him happy. She kept her voice soft and did not dare to be too loud.  Seeing Qin Rong's silence for a long time, Yingying paused and said, "Third brother, does he have a headache again?"

    ¡­Qinrong didn¡¯t remember, he told Yingying that he had a headache.

    Yingying thought that Qinrong thought she was making a noise again, but her voice was obviously very soft. There was some grievance lingering in her heart, so she lowered her voice and said: "Then Yingying is helping third brother to rub his hair."  Knead it.¡±

    As soon as she raised her arm, her wrist was grabbed by a hand.

    "Third brother?" Yingying asked cautiously.

    Qin Rong¡¯s thin lips were pursed tightly, and the shrinking look in front of his eyes stung him.  Based on Yingying's current performance, Qinrong had a guess in his mind and raised his arm to lift her chin again.

    This time it was no longer just a check, Qin Rong¡¯s fingertips touched the bruises.  When he spread his fingers and clasped his palm on Yingying's neck, Yingying opened her eyes wide and tried to hide away. The memory of that night came back, and Yingying thought Qinrong was going to pinch her again.

    "Don't" Too nervous, Yingying pushed Qin Rong away and tried to escape.

    Qinrong's eyes fell directly on Yingying's neck. When he found that his palms were opened just enough to fit the bruises, his movements froze and he lost all strength and was pushed away by Yingying.

    "Be good, don't be afraid." Qinrong came back to her senses and saw that she had unknowingly scared Yingying again, so she quickly hugged her into her arms.

    Yingying also overreacted. Just now she thought Qin Rong was going to pinch her again, but when she raised her eyes and saw Qin RongI was tired and hungry after looking for them all afternoon, and I thought I would punish them severely if I found them.

    With this thought, she chased Xiaobao to a remote palace. Seeing no one guarding the door, she opened the door and looked inside. She thought it was an abandoned palace, but she didn't expect to find someone living here when she entered.

    ¡­This is the cold palace?

    Yingying glanced at her surroundings and walked across the courtyard without seeing a single maid.  After walking a few steps forward, she heard low voices. Someone was squatting in the grass not far away. She gently caressed and touched the white kitten lying on the ground, and said in a soft tone: "Xiaobao,  How will you be here?"

    "I heard that your master is looking for you outside. Can I carry you back to find her?"

    The closer she got, the clearer the woman's voice became. She was wearing a plain white dress with her back to Yingying, and Yingying couldn't see her face clearly for a while.  Inexplicably, she felt that this person's voice was familiar, but Yingying couldn't remember who she was.

    When she walked behind the woman, the man picked up Xiaobao and stood up.  Turning around, the two stood face to face and their eyes met. Yingying was stunned for a moment when she saw the woman's face. The woman did not expect to see Yingying here. She subconsciously took a step back while holding the cat, her face a little pale.  .

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    Even though this chapter was written yesterday, the number of words is still a bit short. I will continue to write it now and make up for what I owe.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? I¡¯m going to slap you in the face again. I originally said I wouldn¡¯t sleep until I finish writing, but I have written more than two thousand and I can¡¯t hold on any longer. It¡¯s already past four o¡¯clock, and my brain is dizzy and turned into mush.  I have to get up at eight o'clock in the morning to pack my luggage and go on a long journey, qaq, so I will postpone this chapter for a while. I will take the time to write it while riding in the car during the day, and try to write it out as soon as possible. I'm sorry.]

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