Sheng Ai First Lady

"Boss," a young man in dark clothes reported tremblingly, "Miss Xia...is gone."

Gong Shentuo's originally indifferent brows and eyes instantly turned cold, "I can't even look down on a woman, why should I raise you bastards?"

His anger was not unreasonable, Iceland is only such a big place, no matter how much Xia Jin can hide, there is nowhere else to hide, not to mention that she is weak now, and almost half of her previous skills have been lost.

But, could it be that she really didn't want to see him so much, that she didn't even care about his injury, and wanted to hide secretly by herself.

He said coldly, "Get ready for the car."

Hou Zaicheng was slightly startled, and couldn't help stopping him, "Boss, I'll help you find Miss Xia, you are so seriously injured..."

"I said, prepare the car."

Cheng didn't dare to say anything more, matters related to Xia Jin were never something they could control.

The afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the white marble church, revealing a tranquil and soft light.

The dark chair was bright or dark in the light, Xia Jin curled up and knelt on the ground, the cool and cold touch spread through her skin to the deepest part of her body.

"The sun is right by your side, why do you have to choose to sit in the shade?" The old but unusually soft voice seemed very harmonious in the silence, "You seem very afraid of the cold."

She stretched out her hand subconsciously, and a gentle warmth lingered between her fingers.

Xia Jin looked up at the person who came. An old man in a black nun's attire, with a smile on his wrinkled face, was standing not far away staring at her, with kind and wise eyes.

"Hello." Xia Jin nodded lightly, and forced a smile.

The boss walked over slowly and knelt down. "My child," she touched Xia Jin's face, "the past was for letting go. If you hold on to it, it will only make you more unhappy."

Xia Jin smiled faintly, is it so easy to be seen through?

"I don't know," she closed her eyes, "I came here to come to another world, a world that has nothing to do with my past, but he still came after me."

"Girl," the old man smiled softly, "The only thing that can draw a line from your past is your heart. It is useless for your people to come out, because your heart is still in the past."

"Then," Xia Jin stared, and asked softly, "What should I do?"

The old man looked at her and didn't speak for a long time, his soft eyes quietly cast on Xia Tian's sharp and pale face, most of Xia Jin's body was hidden in the dark, and she gently closed her eyes.

"Since you can't let it go, it means that maybe that's what you want. If so, why do you want to escape."

Xia Jin lowered her head and smiled coldly, "I always thought that I would die, I always thought that this is the best ending for me."

Losing that child almost made her lose all hope, although she didn't show it particularly obviously except for the scene at the wedding. It was the psychological despair and pain that had nowhere to vent, and it was the pain of others that no one's pain could save.

"You have survived," the old nun smiled calmly, "If you hurt yourself, you will definitely hurt others. Life is for enjoying, not remembering pain."

"Your soul seems to have stopped breathing and has no temperature. The one you want to punish is the person who hurt you, or yourself?"

"Child, cherish the happiness in front of you, that's the most important thing."

Xia Jin still maintained this movement, and the silent emptiness was suddenly shattered by footsteps.

It seems to be a group of people, or a group of anxious and manic people.

Xia Jin raised his head, and Gong Shentuo stood against the light, the sunlight seemed to cast a layer of gold on his tall figure, but even so, there was still a painful and lonely aura about this handsome man like a god.

Xia Jin's pupils moved, she suddenly thought of something, her face changed, she immediately got up and wanted to get up, but after sitting for too long, her legs became so numb that she lost consciousness, and she was about to fall off by surprise.

Before he had time to frown, a force was felt around his waist, and his body immediately left the ground. Gong Shentuo hugged her in his arms across the waist.

"Gong Shentuo, let me down," Xia Jin reacted, and immediately screamed, remembering the scene of the gun being shot into his body, her heart was filled with terrifying emotions.

His blood stained her clothes red, she knew he was seriously injured, how could she still have the strength to hug her?

Then Miyazaki Takuo acted as if he didn't hear her, just hugged her and continued walking outside.

"Your hand will be destroyed, let me down."

He still had no intention of stopping.

"Gong Shentuo," Xia Jin grabbed his clothes and couldn't help but growl in a low voice.

He stopped and looked at the pale face in his arms, seeming to be a little angry.

"Tuo," his eyes scattered on her face, there was a kind of desolation that was close to despair, as if someone had punched her heart hard, Xia Jin unconsciously softened her voice, "Your injury hasn't healed yet. , you let me down, I will go by myself."

He suddenly laughed, but there was deep self-mockery in that smile, he blocked a shot for her, but she turned around and left without thinking.

"I thought that even if I died, you wouldn't take a look at me."

After finishing speaking, he hugged her and continued walking until he carried her into the car before letting go. Xia Jin saw red oozing from the chest of his clothes.

She closed her eyes and said quietly, "Cheng, give me the medicine."

Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, the boss looked like this, if he said that he needed to apply medicine, he would probably be ignored directly, but it would definitely not work if the wound was not re-bandaged.

Xia Jin spoke, it couldn't be better.

Cheng hurriedly found the medicine and bandages needed for the dressing, and handed them to Xia Jin.

Xia Jin first put the things aside, then reached out to unbutton his shirt, one by one, very patiently.

Sure enough, the white bandage had turned red.

She took off his shirt directly, then gently untied the bandage, applied the medicine, and tied the bandage again and again.

Her movements were slow and serious, and neither of them spoke during the whole process.

Until the last knot was tied, Xia Jin helped him put on his clothes again.

"Don't run around if you're injured, and don't be afraid of a killer coming out to kill you."

Gong Shentuo didn't answer her words, but said flatly, "I'll take you back."

Xia Jin narrowed her eyes, "Shouldn't I go back to the hospital?"

With his appearance like this, what else would he give her?

"No, this injury doesn't need to be hospitalized."

"This kind of injury doesn't need to be hospitalized. If it's more serious, you will be put into a coffin. Then why do you need to be hospitalized?" Xia Jin didn't understand the logic of this person's so strong and strong. Could it be that he was hospitalized or lost? Your face is not working?