time-limited addiction

The work matters had been settled early, so Chen Yao did not return to Shanghai, but stayed in Beijing to observe Liang Yingning's life.

It was too easy for Zhou Luchen to see through Chen Yao's thoughts.

But there was no time to communicate with Chen Yao.

Chen Yao admitted, "I can't let it go. Xie won't even let her ride a horse. She cares most about winning or losing. If she wins once, she can show off for days."

"It's none of my business." Zhou Lüchen opened his sleeves, looked at his watch, stood up and left.

Chen Yao took off the quilt and complained at Zhou Lüchen's back, "Why are you leaving again?"

Zhou Luchen said coldly, "Sleep with you?"

As soon as the people left, the ward was empty, and Chen Yao became completely decadent.

Anesthesia was used for the suturing operation. Chen Yao didn't feel anything and allowed the doctor to sew and mend his body.

After the anesthesia wore off, his whole body started to hurt and he couldn't sleep well for several days. The bodyguard told him that there was a long surgical scar on his lower back.

"Is it ugly?"

His skin is fair, but an extra scar would be unsightly.

"...not ugly."

Chen Yao knew the bodyguard's lies and didn't care. He leaned on the bedside and looked at the sunset outside the window.

No one has come to see him for a long time.

He didn't want to wait, he wanted to find Liang Yingning in person.

Chen Yao picked up his crutches and left the ward in the middle of the night.

He had difficulty walking with his head turned, and he was clumsily holding on to the medical crutches.

The bodyguard didn't dare to disobey. When the medical staff on duty found out, Chen Yao was already in the car.

Parked not far away was a white Bentley sedan.

Next to the street lights, the rear windows were dark and tightly closed.

The noble man wearing silver-rimmed glasses watched the scene calmly. Zhuang Ming, who was driving, said, "Second Young Master, do you want to follow?"

Zhou Luchen withdrew his gaze and said, "Go home."

Zhuang Ming thought: "Mr. Chen probably likes Liang Yingning. She is no longer his, so why bother."

like?

the word.

Zhou Luchen's expression was very calm, and he twirled the wedding ring on his ring finger, "Who knows."

All living beings, regardless of their noble status and prominent family background, are just ordinary people with the same flesh and blood, with an arrogance that refuses to bow, a selfishness that loves others less than the right to love oneself, and imperfect characters. There is regret, there is loneliness and loneliness.

It will be sad, it will be sad.

Do whatever you can to get it.
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Looking forward to meeting.

Chen Yao regretted it again when he arrived at Yanbai Villa.

He was helped out of the car by the bodyguard, but now he has not fully recovered and is half a disabled person.

Suddenly, he had no confidence to let Liang Yingning see himself in such a paralyzed state.

He wanted to lose face, and he would not be able to lose it until he died.

The window glass reflected his embarrassed self.

Chen Yao lost all courage, "It's so ugly, let's go back to the hospital."

The bodyguard had no choice but to help him back to the car. He had a bad waist and bad legs, and was afraid that the noble young master might get knocked and twisted, so it took a lot of energy just to sit down.

By the time everything was finished, the two people's foreheads were covered with sweat.

Rolls-Royce leaves Yanbai Villa.

He stayed in the hospital for 20 days, during which time no one came here except Zhou Luchen.

but.

Zhou Luchen returned to Manhattan.

Chen Yao suffered from extreme anxiety and depression and could barely walk. Doctors advised him not to stand for too long as his knees would become sore and he would be disabled if he moved too much.

The Chen family arranged for him to go abroad to continue treatment.

The hospital was in New York, and Chen Yao accepted it.

The day of transfer.

The private plane flying to New York was ready at the international airport, including the accompanying personnel.

Liang Yingning was willing to see him off.

We had to delay takeoff for half an hour.

Inside the business terminal.

Liang Yingning looked at the gauze on Chen Yao's forehead and said, "Why are there new wounds?"

Chen Yao was covered in scars.

Because I haven't slept well for a long time, the dark circles under my eyes are slightly obvious, and the thin skin is a little green.

Quite ugly, he had a handsome face.

"I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and fell onto the sink."

Chen Yao did not shy away from talking about it. At that time, he wiped off a piece of flesh on his forehead. He was so painful that he was embarrassed and pitiful.

Liang Yingning looked up at the bodyguard behind him, with a hint of reproach in his eyes.

At this glance, the bodyguard lowered his head deeply.Liang Yingning's eyes fell back on Chen Yao. His bones were already thin, but this time he was even thinner. His skin was too white, and he looked like he was dying from all kinds of illnesses.

At that moment, I felt sorry for him.

But I can’t go back long ago.

When did it start? It must have been the time when I saw Chen Yao at the Red Sandalwood Tea House. It must have been the time when Chen Yao refused to show up at the engagement party.

It must have been when I watched him wave his hand and directly buy the ski resort to coax Feifei.

I thought of him Feifei, so I went skiing in Keketuo in the middle of the night, right?

Putting aside all distracting thoughts, Liang Yingning comforted her in a low voice, "It will get better."

Chen Yao said hoarsely, "Ah... An Ning, will you go to New York with me?"

Liang Yingning'Huh? ' With a sound, his eyes became dull.

Chen Yao's voice was pleading.

"Go, Xie Qinyang is not suitable for you."

"Let me ask you, I love you." Liang Yingning looked directly at Chen Yao and asked with some expectation, "Can you say these three words when you face me?"

Urgent.

He spoke urgently.

"me…"

As a result, he stopped talking.

Not surprising.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Liang Yingning's eyes, but soon, she calmly put away her emotions and looked at Chen Yao with a smile.

"Love is too heavy. If you don't love me, you won't be able to express it. The truth is too simple. I understand."

"I don't intend to break away from your ex, nor do I want to be your choice when you just want to settle down. I would rather have nothing."

"Recover well."

From beginning to end, Chen Yao opened his lips, but could not utter a word.

"That's it, Chen Yao."

Liang Yingning picked up her bag and left a message, "I don't think you have feelings for me, but a forced choice. You can't even kiss me, can you? You and I only have family backgrounds." It’s appropriate, but nothing else is appropriate. I’m going back, I’m sorry.”

She left with a spring in her step and no regrets.

Chen Yao also stood up.

As you board your flight, take a look back at the capital's airport.

The special plane to New York departs at 14:[-].

A big black G was parked outside the airport.

Liang Yingning sat in the co-pilot, watching the white and blue Boeing plane taxi into the sky.

Xie Qinyang handed her a tissue without saying a word.

Liang Yingning brushed away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, "Jingjing has also left Beijing."

We are all busy, and we all have rights and desires that we want to pursue.

Only occasionally do I miss the indulgence of the Shanghai stock market.

She was the only one who stood still for ten years.
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The next half year.

Chen Yao fully recovered.

The scar polyps on his lower back were still there, so his bodyguard suggested that he undergo cosmetic cryosurgery.

Chen Yao put his hand around his waist, touched the uneven flesh, and curled his lips, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't hurt when you sleep. It's better to be ugly."

Just touching it, my fingers froze.

This scar will last a lifetime.

Valentine's Day.

I heard that Xie Qinyang was covered with red roses in the wild goose cypress for Liang Yingning.

I heard that a mare at the racecourse gave birth to a foal, and the young master of the Xie family personally named it: Ning Ning.

I heard that Xie Qinyang took Liang Yingning back to his old house to celebrate the Lantern Festival.

Bits and pieces.

It was all information that Chen Yao spent money to find out.

The bustling Lower Manhattan.

The setting sun shines on Chen Yao's back, wearing a minimalist gray trench coat. He puts his hands in the pocket of the trench coat and always walks with his head down.

Are you sad?

Zhuang Ming looked at his back while driving, smiling and shaking his head.

what to lose.

These noble gentlemen.

It's just like that when they hit a wall in their relationship. The road ahead is still a bright road and endless high positions. Their lives are as prosperous and dazzling as the tall buildings in Manhattan in front of them.

Love is nothing more than leaving some regrets in their world.

They have whatever they want, but love is beyond their control. The only sadness they can experience in this life is the entanglement of love and hate.

晚八