A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"I'm sorry, I have hurt you indirectly. However, although I did it indirectly and my hands were not stained with blood, I still feel that my hands are very dirty... Heh, maybe I should tell you that our Humans, including Lin Xing, our hands are not very clean. Since I was a child, I did something wrong, no matter what it is, there will always be someone to solve it for me and clean it up. Other people's hands, for us, the dirt we don't want to touch. Sounds disgusting, right? But brother Lin Xing has helped me with this kind of thing many times. He will always protect me and always stand up for me , always pamper me and let me..."

Qiao Xin, who fell into memories, sat down on a stool beside her, her fingers unconsciously entwined with Xia Yu's strand of black hair, and played with it in her hands, lowly turning the little bit of emotion that had been hidden in her heart for many years into words, word by word. Tell her.

She laughed for a while, got annoyed for a while, and frowned for a while, as if thinking of something unhappy, and then showed a very playful and complacent expression, and combined with the small movements of the other hand, she showed her excitement, which can be said As she spoke, she showed a strange expression, half crying and half laughing, staring at the quiet person on the hospital bed, dazed.

In this way, we talked for at least half an hour.

Qiao Xin's expression suddenly changed, and two clusters of flames burst into her eyes, as if there was rising anger and hatred burning in the deepest part of her soul.

"But your appearance took all his attention away. He gave you all his tenderness and sweetness, and gave you my most cherished heart. Everyone is telling me that feelings You can't force it, tell me you are innocent, I shouldn't anger you. But I just can't help it, but I just hate! So, I want you to disappear, I think you disappeared, the brother Lin Xing I was familiar with Will come back, but I was wrong, very wrong, he is back, but because of you, he is not like the former him..."

Standing up suddenly, Qiao Xin stared down at the pale woman on the hospital bed who was wearing a ventilator. She subconsciously clenched her hands into fists, and the strand of beautiful hair was in the palm of her hand, gently teasing her hand. The soft flesh in her heart reminded her of her existence.

And she was just a thorn in Qiao Xin's heart.

Even though she tried her best, she couldn't swallow the thorn!

"What I did was exposed. Instead of exposing me, he came to me alone and said to me: Qiao Xin, you make me sick!"

At that moment, the veins on Qiao Xin's forehead bulged, and the expression on her face suddenly became very distorted, but the anger in her eyes seemed to be extinguished at that moment, and it was like two pools of stagnant water, full of despair.

But it doesn't smell dangerous.

She seemed to be trying hard to suppress her emotions, and soon let go of her hand, closed her eyes slightly, and sank back into the chair dejectedly.

And the face that was gradually losing its blood color also slowly evoked a smile, which was very shallow and far-fetched.

But Qiao Xin swears that this is the best smile she can do to Xia Yu.

"...I heard that a person like you who sleeps like you falls asleep because his soul has drifted away and he can't find a way back. But once a person loses his soul, doesn't he lose everything? Then How much have you heard of what I'm telling you now?"