deliberate kiss

Chapter 155
Cheng Weiyue was helped by Zhou Jingwei to the side of the car, her eyes were a little loose, and after a while, she suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly.

Zhou Jingwei took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears.

For a long time, there was only her suppressed crying in the car.

Zhou Jingwei knew that her emotions were on the verge of collapse.

A person has experienced two life and death in a short period of time, how can he not be affected and be at ease.

Zhou Jingwei wiped away her tears little by little, without speaking, just silent.

"I, I have obviously worked very hard to find a way," Cheng Weiyue's nose and face were flushed, she sobbed for a long time, and she forced herself to speak, still unable to speak: "Why did such a thing happen? I seem to put every It's a bad job of doing everything."

She fell into a complex and negative emotion, which was so intense that it was hard to describe it to the extreme.

Zhou Jingwei gently hugged her into his arms and patted her back bit by bit.

His words were calm and calm enough: "It's not your fault, Yueyue, you've done a very good job."

The word "very good" is accentuated, and it is firm and persistent.

The tears in Cheng Weiyue's eyes showed more turbulent signs.

She sniffed and said in a hoarse voice: "But the ending ended badly. None of the things I wanted to do were done."

This world is a mess, everything is intertwined and complicated to the extreme, it is difficult to sort out a clue.

Cheng Weiyue had a nightmare at night.

In the dream, Gu Ying was lying in a pool of blood, but the difference was that Gu Ying in the dream still had signs of life. When she looked at herself, there were tears in her eyes, and the color of her pupils was thick black, not deep enough. Bottom looking at himself.

Her tears diluted the blood color, but made the blood spread more violently.

Her lips opened and closed silently, and Cheng Weiyue read out the word "help" from her mouth.

She woke up from her sleep, her back was soaked with sweat, and her eyes were full of the dark night.

Until Zhou Jingwei hugged her from behind.

His chin rested on her shoulder, caressing her gently, and there was a touch of tenderness between his brows and eyes, he said, "What's wrong?"

He raised his hand and touched her face inadvertently, feeling fine beads of sweat.

Cheng Weiyue covered her face with trembling hands, her whole body curled up slightly, she said: "I had a nightmare, I was a little scared."

Zhou Jingwei was silent for a while, then raised his hand and turned on the warm lamp beside him.

He hugged Cheng Weiyue a little tighter, coaxing her: "Lie down first?"

The little girl turned over in his arms, clenched her fists weakly and pressed against his chest.

Zhou Jingwei stroked her long, plain black hair that was scattered behind her head.

He said, "I dreamed about Gu Ying, didn't I?"

Cheng Weiyue's figure froze for a moment, and she let out an inaudible "hmm".

Zhou Jingwei looked down at the uneasiness and apprehension on her face, and he patted her on the back again and again, with a hint of indifference: "Is it a bad dream?"

Another light response.

Birds flew by outside the window, fluttering their wings and shaking the slender branches, which disturbed the dark night.

Cheng Weiyue heard Zhou Jingwei say, "Resign."

"What did you say?" Cheng Weiyue suddenly raised her head to look at him, the latter's eyes were flat, not like joking.

The astonishment on her face was submerged by a little bit of calm.

In fact, she could understand Zhou Jingwei's thoughts.

He didn't want to make himself so sad, Cheng Weiyue knew it.

She raised her hand and hugged him, and the voice came from his chest, muffled: "Zhou Jingwei"

"Ah."

"But I don't want to quit."

".Understood." He kissed her forehead, his voice hoarse and gentle: "Forget it. But I will personally take over Gu Ying's case. If you want to continue participating, you must adjust your mood."

"There's nothing wrong with my mood, I'm just a little sad, don't worry, I'll be able to adjust myself." Cheng Weiyue hurriedly said: "Don't... don't make others responsible, I must be responsible."

"Don't let others be responsible, don't be nervous." Zhou Jingwei calmed her emotions, patted her hair, and whispered: "Be obedient, it's already late, go to bed first."

Cheng Weiyue said "hmm" and closed her eyes again.

Perhaps it was because she was in Zhou Jingwei's arms this time, she felt much more relieved, and when she woke up, she never had those nightmares again.

Jingxing Group.

During this time, Zhao Hanshen has a lot of business affairs, and his body has been overloaded, but he has to spare time to deal with the woman in front of him.

The light in his phoenix eyes is cold, and the smile on the corner of his lips is cold: "Miss Li, I think my assistant should have explained it to you very clearly. Is there anything else you don't understand?"

In the reception room, Li Sitian was holding the water glass in her hand, her finger bones turned white due to the force, her pretty face was full of anxiety and shyness, and she couldn't hide her nervousness: "Mr. Zhao, I know you don't want to get married, I understand."

Zhao Hanshen tapped the table with his fingertips, and his smile became colder: "Since you know, why are you still entangled here?"

This is a bit mean, the word "entanglement" is embarrassing no matter how you hear it.

After all, Li Sitian was just a girl in her twenties, when she heard such words, even though she was mentally prepared beforehand, she couldn't help turning pale.

She tremblingly said: "Mr. Zhao, I really like you. You may not remember me. I met you at my birthday party that year."

love at first sight.

Zhao Hanshen has no shortage of such experiences.

He originally had a romantic and affectionate face, so many years, he can't remember how many women fell in love with him at first sight.

It was because it was so commonplace that he couldn't feel the slightest ripple in his heart.

His eyes were indifferent, and he asked with a smile, "Do I need to remember?"

Li Sitian never imagined that Zhao Hanshen's attitude would be so embarrassing.

She bit her lip, blushing hard, humiliation and embarrassment welled up in her heart: "Mr. Zhao, I like you, but isn't that why you insult me?"

"Miss Li," Zhao Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly, "I thought you should have already prepared yourself for coming here."

"Are you so unwilling to marry me?" Li Sitian's tone was mixed with hatred: "Since you are unwilling, why have you never mentioned this matter to my father for so many years?"

"I used to think it was unnecessary," Zhao Hanshen confessed, and his answer was straightforward enough: "I didn't have anyone I loved before, so I felt that I would marry anyone. Now I have someone I plan to marry. Besides her, who Neither will marry."

Li Sitian's nose felt sore, and before she burst into tears, she simply stood up, took the bag beside her, and wanted to leave without looking back.

(End of this chapter)