Love is like melting

Chapter 33 I Was Wrong

Lian Mo's face was really gloomy this time.

Lian Mo pushed open the door of the ward, and immediately smelled a smell of smoke, and his originally frowning eyebrows frowned even tighter.

Ji Yerong was staring out of the window in a daze, he went to the window and opened it to let the smell of smoke dissipate in the room, and looked back at her with soft eyes, "Don't get too close to Lian Jing, she won't learn well. "

It's easy to bring Ayu down.

Her bleak eyes slowly met him, and her sad mood accidentally leaked, "Who is the instigator of all this?"

Lian Mo turned back to the bed, and said in a deep voice, "She was dazzled by love, but you know very well that such a choice is the best for her."

Ji Yerong was silent, but there were doubts and hesitation in his eyes.

If the person Lian Jing married was not Xu Sizhe, but... Huo Yuan.

Surely Lian Jing will not be happy now?
What if there is?

The curly and thick eyelashes trembled violently, casting a blue shadow under the eyelids, and she slowly closed her eyes.

"I was wrong. Back then I shouldn't have helped you marry Lian Jing to Xu Sizhe. None of us has the right to decide what happiness is for others!"

At first they were too self righteous.

Lian Mo stretched out his hand to hold her catkin, his clear eyes fixed on her, "Ayu, Huo Yuan's heart can be punished." We are helping Lian Jing, not harming her.

Ji Yerong knew what kind of person Huo Yuan was, that's why he didn't let Mu Jin and Huo Yuan get close, but now seeing Lian Jing like this...

There are two emotions pulling in my heart, one is: reason, and the other is called: sensibility.

If you can be with the one you love in a limited time and love every day as if it is the end, then is even a short life better than a person's long remaining life?

Lian Mo frowned, he didn't like Ayu's indecision now, and from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the invitation card placed next to him, and his brows frowned even tighter.

She... wants to go to Lian Jing's wedding anniversary dinner?
"You need to rest more." The hand holding her tightened involuntarily.

Ji Yerong opened his clear eyes, followed his eyes to look at the invitation, and broke free from his palm silently, "Are you afraid that others will know that you are a treasure in the golden house?"

"I only hide Ayu." The voice was gentle, and the long and narrow eyes were fixed on her.

Ji Yerong looked indifferent, ignoring the concern in his eyes, and said firmly, "If I have to go?"

"Ayu, don't be willful." The voice was cold, but there was a sense of helplessness.

If she insists on going, what can he do to her?
Because of this problem, the conversation between the two ended in dead silence, and Lian Mo didn't stay that night.

On the way back to the Presidential Palace, Cheng Mu knew about this and said, "I can arrange for someone to watch her closely and prevent her from approaching the banquet hall."

Lian Mo raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "No, I won't treat her like this."

He promised Ah Yu that when she recovered, he would allow her to be free.

What is the difference between this and captivity for her.

"But this..." Cheng Mu hesitated to speak.

Lian Mo looked out of the car, and an unnatural blush appeared on his stern face, "She is in the dark, and I will protect her in the light, and she is in the light, and I will protect her in the dark."

He wants to see, under his nose, who has the guts to touch A Yu.

Cheng Mu glanced at the rearview mirror and glanced out of the car window, unable to bear to look again.

Your Excellency is now working hard for Ji Yerong, but——

Will Ji Yerong really understand your Excellency's wishes?

After that day, Lian Mo did not show up in the ward for a week.

Ji Yerong thought, maybe it was because of Lian Jing's matter, and it was the first time they refuted their opinions, maybe he was feeling uncomfortable and angry.

Lian Mo didn't come, but Yu Sha came to accompany her every day, took care of her three meals a day, and chatted with her to relieve boredom, although Yu Sha was talking alone most of the time.

Yu Sha kept talking because she didn't want the ward to be too deserted. She didn't expect Ji Yerong to respond to her, so she looked up inadvertently, and Ji Yerong was listening seriously with a cold expression.

For a moment, the sourness in my heart surged like a surging tide.

This man is really pitiful with few words, but he has a pious heart.

The new skin of Ji Yerong's scar grew very well. The expander was taken out with minimally invasive surgery, and after some special care and maintenance, the skin was smooth and bright. If you don't look carefully, you won't see any scars at all.

The face in the mirror was pure and elegant, with a kind of indifference in his bones.

Gently brushing away the bangs with her fingertips, the word "slut" can no longer be seen on her smooth skin. She is like a newborn baby, with clean skin that can be broken by blows.

But she knew that the eyes in the mirror were full of emptiness, seeing all the holes and desolation in the depths of the soul.

The doctor prescribed an ointment for her, and she should continue to use it after discharge, which is good for the skin.

Shi Huan and Song Yao were the ones who took Ji Yerong out of the hospital. If she couldn't be sent to Yeyuan safely, Lian Mohui would be the only ones to ask.

How could Ji Yerong make things difficult for them.

A guest came to Yeyuan uninvited, it was none other than Lian Jing who went to visit her not long ago.

Knowing that she was discharged from the hospital today, I specially came to see her and gave her a dress and shoes by the way.Lian Jing was worried that if she attended the banquet, she would make a joke if she didn't wear a dress.

After all, Ji Yerong was not Lian Mo's entourage now, so there was no need to wear a white shirt and black trousers anymore, he could appear in front of everyone dressed up nicely.

A black floor-to-ceiling dress, simple cut, graceful and generous, deliberately tucked at the waist, collar strapless, irregular lotus-shaped chest, hem much simpler, flowing all the way to the end.

Ji Yerong looked at the dress on the bed with a numb expression. She had no idea about the word "beautiful".

Until Yu Sha took out a pair of red high heels from the shoe box, her cold eyes sank without a trace.

Lian Jing didn't know about Ji Yerong's right foot, so he matched it with a pair of high heels, but Yu Sha knew it very well. Seeing her face darken, she hesitated and said, "Sister Yerong, let me change another pair of shoes for you to match with these shoes. A dress would be nice."

Her feet are not even convenient for walking, how could she be able to handle ten centimeter high heels.

Yu Sha wanted to take the shoes away, for fear that she would be sad to see them.

Ji Yerong raised his hand to stop her, and stared at the pair of high-heeled shoes, which were as red as plasma and so delicate and glamorous, they would look great on other women wearing them.

But myself—

She told Usha to go out, leaving the shoes behind.

When Yu Sha put down her shoes and left the room to close the door, she was a little worried, so she took a special look at her, her expression was as usual, as if nothing had changed.

Ji Yerong stretched out his hand and gently stroked the brand new high heels, then looked down at his ugly feet hidden in the slippers, hesitated for a moment, then bent down to put on the shoes.

The high heels were more difficult to wear than she had imagined. The shoes were very hard. Although her feet were small, they were a bit wide. The high heels were very narrow, and it was uncomfortable for her feet to squeeze in.

Sitting on a chair, Ji Yerong looked at the high heels under her feet. Her ugly toes were completely covered, and the passionate red color was very beautiful. She suddenly understood why so many women were crazy about high heels.

With her fingers on the back of the chair, she supported herself to stand up. She used to jump as soon as she said she was two meters high. A height of ten centimeters was nothing to her.

The center of gravity under her feet was very unstable. She tried her best to support her sense of balance, but when she let go of the chair, she still fell to the ground in an instant.

The sound of stumbling felt painful, but she lowered her head and smiled.

In country M, when a girl turns 18, she will receive a gift from her mother: high heels.Either delicate or elegant or playful, which means that they are women from now on and have the right to love freely and show their beauty.

What was Ji Yerong doing at the age of 18?
She is Lian Mo's entourage. She follows him in black trousers, white shirt, and black windbreaker all day long. She has neat short hair, like a ghost.

Other people's 18-year-old is flowers, gifts, cakes, and a bright and quiet future; hers is struggling in the vortex of political power, and she will do whatever it takes to complete the tasks assigned by Lian Mo.

The only thing she got was a bowl of Changshou noodles that Mu Jin personally cooked for her, and the bracelet that Lian Mo gave her.

She thought those four words meant that she was different from him, but in the end it was just her "thinking"!

She is 24 years old this year, has never worn a skirt, never worn high heels, never put on makeup, and has never even tasted a piece of cake that belongs to her.

Other people's fingers are long and fair, but her body is covered with injuries because of the calluses on her hands. She has no beautiful youth and years, only dying.

If Ji Yerong was judged by a woman's standard, her life these years was undoubtedly a failure, a failure.

Ji Yerong supported the chair with his hands and stood up in front of him. His thin body wobbled. Just as he was about to take a step, the high heels on his feet opposed her. She fell to the ground again and knocked over the chair with her wrist.

Yu Sha, who was standing outside the door, heard a faint movement in the room, and was very worried, "Sister Ye Rong—"

Wanting to push the door open, only to hear a cold reprimand: "Don't come in."

Yu Sha paused while holding the cold metal hand. After all, she did not violate her intention, let go of her hand and turned to leave.

Ji Yerong in the room endured the pain and stood up again. This time she finally took the first step successfully, but she still fell down on the second step.

But in just a few minutes, she just stood up and fell, stood up and fell, continued to stand up, and repeated the cycle.

Her forehead was already covered with sweat, her hair roots were soaked with sweat, her clothes were drenched and stuck to her back, beads of sweat the size of a bean on her forehead flowed into her chest groove along her outline.

Finally, she sat on the ground, lying on the edge of the bed, panting lightly.There were a few bruises on the exposed skin of the trouser legs, and the light in the bottom of his eyes was extremely dim.

This afternoon Ji Yerong finally understood: There are many things in this world that can be rewarded through hard work, but some people are doomed to be in vain no matter how hard they try.

Such as beauty, such as love, such as... her.

Lianmo returned to Yeyuan, went upstairs and gently opened the door of the room. Ji Yerong was already lying on the side of the bed, her curled eyelashes quietly covering her eyes, as if she was asleep.

His gait was very light, afraid of disturbing her dream.

When he saw the bruises on her ankles, and the unnatural redness of her feet that were freed from the high heels, and some places were even torn, the sword eyebrows tightened instantly.

Lianmo has never hated high heels like this for a moment!

Lian Mo called out extremely softly, took off the high heels she was still wearing, and threw her disgusted move on the soft carpet without making any movement.

Thinking that his movements were light enough to not wake her up, he gestured to Yu Sha who was waiting at the door.

Yu Sha understood, and came in on tiptoe, before her bent hand touched the high heels, a cold voice had already reached her ears: "Don't lose it!"

Yusha was stunned.

Lian Mo frowned, and held her arm with warm fingertips, "Ayu, good boy, this will hurt you, we won't wear it."

(End of this chapter)