She is so delicate

Chapter 81 He will never do it again

It was as if the pause button had been pressed, making the space quiet and a little lonely.

"Did you feel disgusted?"

The hand that was holding on to the soil gradually tightened, and she didn't care at all even if the wound slowly dripping with blood was stained with mud chips.

He just lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the ground, with congratulatory words echoing in his mind.

Her chest was so tight that she felt like she was about to suffocate. She couldn't even take a simple breath, and a dense sting gradually spread from her heart.

She raised her hands and stood up with difficulty, holding on to the wall.

The hair in front of her forehead was wet with sweat, and it lay lightly on her cheeks. Her delicate and beautiful appearance looked a little embarrassed at this moment.

"But I have a lot to say to you."

She didn't look back, and her weak voice was a little weak, as if she was floating alone in the vast ocean, swaying like a leaf and being drowned by the waves.

He Shi looked at her hands covered in mud and blood. The palms in her bags were so tight that he didn't even notice that her fingertips were embedded in her palms.

His eyebrows were condensed with a cold expression.

"We have nothing to talk about." He Shi turned away from Fu Lianqing and said in a cold and decisive voice, "Let's treat each other as strangers when we meet from now on."

"Stranger?"

Fu Lianqing's heart was in unbearable pain as if it had been scratched by a knife. She raised her hand and tightly grasped the clothes around her heart, and there were faint blue veins on her forehead.

She wanted to turn around and hold He Shi's hand, but she was afraid that he would be even more disgusted with her when he saw her current appearance. Tears fell from her eyes completely uncontrollably, and she reached out and covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound.

"To a stranger, and I already have someone I like, I hope you won't disturb my life again."

"the person I like?"

Fu Lianqing's heart was so painful that she almost had no strength to speak out. She bit the tip of her tongue to hold on to her consciousness.

"Is the person you like really Zhi Zhi?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I hope you won't be like you did today again. I won't let others misunderstand our relationship."

"So I hope you can remember what I told you today, just let it go, and stop worrying about it." "And don't disturb my life anymore."

After He Shi finished speaking, he turned his eyes sideways and took in Fu Lianqing's thin figure from the corner of his eye. He pursed his lips tightly and stepped away.

The breeze blew slowly, and the leaves on the branches rustled slightly.

"Don't you want to worry about it anymore?"

Fu Lianqing raised her hands to cover her face, blood staining her cheeks.

"Then can you tell me how to stop worrying about it?"

Fu Lianqing turned around and looked at He Shi's unrepentant back, trembling uncontrollably as if all the strength in his body had been drained away.

Those good memories from the past were the spiritual support that allowed her to persevere until now, telling her how to let go.

How could I be willing to let go...

The vision in front of him gradually became dark and heavy, as if someone had sprinkled thick ink on it.

It was as if she was falling into the cold and dark deep sea, the biting chill permeating every inch of her body. It was obviously summer when the sun was high, but at this moment she felt an endless chill, as if she was deep in the Arctic iceberg.

It was so cold that all the insides were screaming in pain.

She was really cold and in pain...

When her consciousness dissipated, she seemed to hear someone calling her "Little Qingzi". The panic and worry in the voice was so rich that she almost thought it was a congratulatory gift.

It's just a pity...

Her brother Aci will never call her Xiaoqingzi again.

Never again.

The eyes slowly closed, and the tears fell lightly from the corners of the eyes under the sunlight and disappeared on the ground covered with grass clippings.

Only a faint trace of tears was left.

(End of this chapter)