sweet wife high above

Chapter 125

She definitely didn't come to celebrate his birthday with him today. Gu Junqi must have hated him to death now. According to her temperament in the past, she should have questioned him immediately.But he still had the leisure to tell him from the beginning, it seems that catastrophe can really bring people back to life, or she has grown up unknowingly.From that little girl with brows and eyes full of spirit, she has grown into such a beautiful appearance.

Song Weiran swallowed the drink bitterly, she was right, he had already lost a lot of rights.When he spread the video at the entrance of the operating room to deliberately cause bad influence, it was doomed that he would never turn back.

He bumped a glass with her, looked at her secretively and said, "Happy birthday."

"Yeah, by accident, Mr. Song gave me a big gift. Today, I am indeed like a newborn." She said calmly, her eyes were quietly fixed on the stage as she spoke, and there seemed to be sparkling water in her pupils. Sample.

During the few days in the detention center, I still couldn't tell whether it was a nightmare or reality.She was like a sleeping nightmare child, sobbing and crying non-stop, all the sadness was because she didn't wake up completely.At this time, if there is a hand gently stroking her back and telling her: "It's okay, it's okay." It would be great.

But after all, there was no such hand. She looked at the dim and flickering lights in the room, and the body movements of the interrogators were reflected on the floor, baring their teeth and claws, almost like ghosts and ghosts.

Then she knew that it was not the dream that was really scary all this time.On the contrary, the favors she personally felt were the bubble-like dreams.But the reality is harsh and cruel, and it can open its mouth to swallow her at any time, just like what she feels now.

"Your fairy tale about traveling around the world with me is really beautiful, I really almost believed it." She finally turned her head to look at him, looking at this handsome man with bright eyebrows and starry eyes. Man, this used to be the person in my spring boudoir dream.When smiling, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, like peach blossoms blooming enchantingly on the branches.It was said that a man with peach blossom eyes and thin lips was unreliable, but she didn't believe it, and married him without hesitation.In the end, all games are lost.

Gu Junqi had already drank alcohol before, and her alcohol capacity was limited, so she was already blurred, otherwise she would not come to him dressed up.But what was it to find him?She didn't seem to think clearly.Maybe I just want to take a good look at his face before tearing it apart, and then after many years, I don't have the slightest nostalgia for it.

With tears in her eyes, she drank the liquid in the glass.He raised his hand to caress his cheek: "You are so cruel. If you want revenge, just kill me. Why do you want to break my heart? Let me fall in love with you, and then spare no effort to kill me, Are you really happy?" Finally, her fingers poked hard on his heart.

Song Weiran's heart trembled for no reason, as if she had really stabbed him.For a moment, the pain made his back sweat.

Thin lips pursed into a clear line: "Whether I am in pain or not, that is my business. As long as my enemy is suffering enough, it will be fine."

Gu Junqi's fingers were torn off.

The slender fingers shook in the air for a while, and finally hit the corner of the bar, a slight pain spread from the fingertips.

Gu Junqi's sanity was a little clearer because of this, knowing that hatred is something that requires the other party to pay a heavy price to relieve the hatred in his heart.Wouldn't it be too cheap for her to kill her directly.And Song Weiran is not the kind of person who has no brains, even the great hatred is not enough to bring him into a whole.So, he won't kill her himself when the time comes, but that doesn't mean he won't kill her with a knife.

He took a sip of the blood-red liquid and said, "I didn't make it public about the incident at the door of the operating room. My mind was in a mess that day, and I didn't even think about how to revenge you. Although I hate you so much... so , I was created from it that day, and I stayed at home like a weak lunatic. I didn't know what happened until the police came to the door. I didn't expect the situation to deteriorate so seriously..." Gu Junqi said word by word: "I Do you think you are the one who made the situation unstoppable?!"

He is too good at killing people with a knife, and he knows more deeply that he can't hold a wolf if he can't bear a child.

If you can make use of Zhongchuang and even his personal reputation to get her into trouble, why not?Anyway, in the end, he will try his best to win the lawsuit, and then try his best to recover everything he lost.

Therefore, Gu Junqi has thought clearly these days.Those people were ordered by him to torture her to extract a confession.Don't you know that all of this is basically a play directed and acted by Song Weiran.

Song Weiran was surprised by her transformation, she didn't expect that she had seen through everything lightly.It can't be said that she is not smart, as early as when he married her, he knew that this woman had some cleverness in her bones, and he could see it from her clever eyes.It's just that in many cases, great wisdom is like foolishness, which makes people feel confused.

Holding the goblet with his slender and white fingers, he twirled it slightly, and said in a magnetic voice, "So what? No one will believe you if you tell it. You will lose the case in the end. After all, your identity is sensitive, and I and Zhongchuang therefore The damage is there to see. So, no matter how powerful lawyers you bring in, the result will be the same."

Gu Junqi closed his eyes in despair.

Sure enough, he hated her so much that he was determined to put her to death.Could it be that after getting along day and night for several years, is it true that you have no feelings at all?I'm afraid that only a hard-hearted person like Song Weiran can control his feelings freely.

The singer had already changed on the stage, and the man lowered his head and gently twirled the strings in his hands, singing slowly with a hoarse voice.

"I wish there was someone like you,
But dusk and youth can't believe it,

The rain stopped, the wind stopped and the song continued,
The umbrella was left behind.

I wish you were the last one,
But annual rings and youth cannot bear to recognize each other,

A lamp, a city to find a person,
The ups and downs along the way..."

Gu Junqi said: "Let's dance."

Song Weiran still stood up gracefully, this is a personable son of an aristocratic family, always covering everything, even if the gun was pointed at her.

Gu Junqi's slender and soft body slid into the crowd like a fish. Looking at her back, he seemed to be looking at a still photo in a daze. A person resolutely wandered into the vast crowd, as if he could never find her again.

Song Weiran knew that after this time, Gu Junqi would never fall in love with him again.On the night of Song Jiajia's birthday, she clearly said it.

"Passing through your whole world

Live all the love in its full glory,

please go forward
don't have to look back
I am the one waiting for you at the end

......"

The singer was still humming.

Song Weiran took her hand and wrapped it around her waist.Gu Junqi put his hand on his shoulder, the two of them were very close, and their breathing could be heard from a distance.For a long time, they were the closest person to each other, blooming in the best years.After the lead is washed away, it is extremely difficult to heal the imprint engraved in life.Whether it's love or hate, it's like a knife is carved on the bone.

Staring at each other so earnestly now, seeing all the past and present lives, they are no more than the most familiar strangers.

Gu Junqi stood on tiptoe, her warm breath approached at once, her lips were hot and soft, sticking to his neck like jelly.

Song Weiran was in a daze for a moment, like a farmer softened her heart, she suddenly opened her mouth and bit him like a revived snake.

He could imagine her holding an object in her tiny, pearly white teeth, the seams closed, the tiny teeth sunken.And she still has two sharp canine teeth, which have obviously sunk into the flesh.Song Weiran felt the pain coming from his neck. If she could, she wanted to bite off his neck artery, so that everything would be over.

He didn't cry out for pain, and let the warm blood flow down the line of his neck and into his straight shirt.Fortunately, he was wearing a pure black shirt tonight, so the blood diffused in silently.

The music was still going on, Song Weiran caressed her waist and shook it gently.This will be the last dance with her in this life, and he doesn't intend to end the song before it stops, just like stupid people who think of saying good night only after dawn.

For this woman, he always has a thousand words to say to her.However, there is no way to talk about everything.

Song Weiran pursed her thin lips tightly, her chin sank slightly, and gently rubbed her temple hair as if suppressing the pain, the two looked so close.

In essence, it is a life and death contest.

Gu Junqi cried slowly from his lips and teeth, buzzing, and the teeth slowly loosened without any effort.She wanted to bite off all his vitality, but even if this hatred destroyed heaven and earth, she still couldn't kill him.

This man was as beautiful as a blooming poppy, even if he was killed by poison, she became addicted.

Gu Junqi pushed him away in disgust, took a step back and raised his head fiercely to look at him.

Blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, and she always felt horrified under the alluring lights.

She couldn't help panting.

Song Weiran didn't pomade, the half-length forehead hair hung down, slightly covering his bottomless eyes.He squinted through the gap to see that she was looking very seriously.

I saw her clenched her fists tightly like a little animal in distress, obviously whimpering in pain, but there was nothing she could do about him.

Song Weiran really wanted to raise his hand to stroke her hair: "Good boy, I watched you grow, how could you be my opponent."

He feels that no matter whether it is love or hate in this world, one has to reach the extreme to be able to have true love.

Either be imprisoned in the arms, go to the poor and fall to the underworld.Either it is like an arrow in a bow, after it is shot without looking back, there is no turning back.

Song Weiran raised his head, and said calmly: "You are not my opponent, it is better to run away than to confront the tough."

Gu Junqi said word by word: "I will definitely make your evil deeds known to the public."

Song Weiran suddenly pulled her into his arms, pressed down his handsome face, and exhaled lightly with the corners of his mouth close to her delicate ears and lips: "If my crimes are made public, even Gu Dongfa's lifelong achievements will be wiped away, and everyone will be wiped out by then." See what a sanctimonious man he is."

Gu Junqi's back stiffened, and he stared at him with wide eyes.

His smile is like a ghost in the intoxicated light, and the smile marks slowly spread from the corners of his mouth, such a perfect face, coupled with such a wicked and enchanting smile, is as light as a beautiful jade.

Her mind was in a trance.

It was only when she saw Song Weiran's demeanor that she couldn't help being moved.He chatted with his friends on the sofa in the bar, the whole person was casual, but very charming.Most of the time when he was silent, he occasionally raised his head to look at the other party, then lowered his eyes and slowly raised a smile, which was just indescribably beautiful.

That night, a few classmates went to the bar to play together after the breakup meal. Gu Junqi drank and became dizzy.However, she could hear her own heartbeat, once, twice... She pressed the position on her chest, really afraid that a red heart would accidentally jump out.

She still remembered that he also raised his head to look at her at that time, his peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed, and she immediately lowered her head.When he lifted it again, he had already left the bar.

Gu Junqi burst into tears and sucked his nose tightly to prevent himself from crying in embarrassment.

Such a gift is enough, enough to make her hate him.From now on, she will never be seduced by his tenderness again.Their end has come, and she will live from here on.

"Song Weiran, I don't love you anymore."

Gu Junqi turned and walked out.

This is already the greatest courage for her. In the eyes of many people, she must be a complete wimp. Facing her father-killing enemy, even if she doesn't kill him, she should scold him bloody.However, there is nothing in this world that makes her feel more difficult than not loving him.

Have you ever loved someone?Take a look, that is ten thousand years.

It was raining, Gu Junqi turned the steering wheel and walked back.There is a layer of mist outside, and the whole world is watered by pouring rain, cold and ruthless.

She bit her lips and teeth and whimpered all the time, listening to the crackling rain outside, as if it was beating on her heart.Coldly curled up into a ball, like a humble and weak creature, leaving the object attached to it, only to find that it is nothing.

(End of this chapter)