One Yuan Bride VS Global Chief

Yi Xixi screamed and closed his eyes in fright, but the sharp pain he expected did not come, but crashed into a strong chest instead. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙)

Yi Xi opened her eyes in shock.

Immediately, she saw a man's face, with cold brows and eyes, his coquettish thin lips were slightly pursed, brows were slightly furrowed, his hands were slightly wrapped around her waist, and there was a cool and elegant aura exuding from his whole body.

Familiar man, familiar face, familiar smell.

Yi Lian opened his mouth slightly. [

Elder brother Yi Qian is actually standing here, is there anything wrong with him?But she obviously saw the explosion on TV and saw the flames covering him.

What is going on here?

Yi likes to stare at Yi Qian's eyes, with strong doubts appearing.

Could this be just an illusion?

Did brother Yi Qian's soul come to find her?

Thinking of this, Yi Xixi became more and more nervous. She hurriedly stood up from Yi Qian's chest, stretched out her hand, and stroked Yi Qian's face.

His fingers were trembling and slightly cool, lightly touching his fair and handsome face.

The cold look on Yi Qian's face melted slightly, but when he thought of the quarrel ten days ago, he still kept a straight face, expressionless and a little scary.

Yi Xixi's fingertips clearly felt a trace of warmth.

Aren't dead people incapable of touch?

But the person in front of him clearly has a sense of touch.

Yi Lian frowned, and pinched himself hard, it hurt so much, it wasn't a dream.

Then she suddenly moved her hands away from his face, with a pair of clear eyes, she stared closely at the man she hadn't seen for ten days in front of her, and found that his clothes were slightly messy, and there was some dirt on the silver suit. It seemed to be bloodstains, but even so, there was no trace of distress on his body, he was as handsome as ever and eye-catching.

It turned out that he was not dead.

It turned out that he was still alive.

Yi Qian raised his eyes lightly, stared at the men in black standing there, frowned, and a touch of oppression swept towards them, he spoke with a tone of fierceness, "What's going on here? ?”

"Easy less>

Yi likes to hear Yi Qian's voice, holding her breath all the time, she dared to take a few breaths cautiously, "Brother Yi Qian>

It's so good, so good! [

Before she could finish her words, she suddenly stopped.

She looked at Yi Qian, and there was something violently churning in her heart, as if some emotions that had been unable to vent all of a sudden burst out, a tear fell from the corner of her eye, and then there was a second tear, and the first three drops>

Immediately afterwards, her tears flowed down like a faucet turned on.

Her mind went blank.

Just kept crying.

Outside the window is the setting sun, dyeing the whole world red.

How many years has she not cried?Ever since she suffered from depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder, she lost the instinct to vent her emotions. There was a fire of depression suppressing her heart, torturing her day and night, making her more and more lonely and withdrawn.

She warned herself day and night that brother Yi Qian was not the person she could imagine. In the end, that hint became obsessive-compulsive disorder, forcing herself to push that man out of her world. Far away, out of control at all.