Love is like melting

Chapter 54
Ji Yerong shook his head, no.

Lian Mo pondered for a moment, "Then I'm the master, you go and lie down for a while."

As he said that, he gently pushed her into the room, closed the door, and turned back to his study. There were still a bunch of people waiting for him at the end of the video.

Ji Yerong turned around and walked towards the bed. Just as she was about to sit down, a document on the bedside table caught her attention.

This is Lian Mo's bedside table, but there is a small yellow post-it note on the document, with three words written vigorously: For A Yu.

The implication is that she has the right to read this document.

It turned out that he asked himself to go back to the room not only because he wanted her to rest, but also because he wanted her to read this document.

Ji Yerong sat down and opened the file. It was some of Liu Ruolan's daily routine and habits, as well as the situation of the servants, including the missing servant she asked her second child to investigate.

His eyebrows were slightly startled, it turned out that he knew her movements all along.

At the moment, I didn't have the time to think about other things, and looked at the information carefully, which was more detailed than what Ye Shousheng had found, and even mentioned the suspicious aspect of the servant who committed suicide.

Maybe the servant didn't commit suicide, but murder, and the biggest suspect is the missing servant.

Regarding the missing servant, Lianmo did not mention the details in the information given by Lianmo. I only know that the information she applied for is all fake. The addresses and family members are all forged.

With such a meticulous mind and such great ability, Ji Yerong can be sure that the other party must be a member of a criminal group, and this is a layout that has been conspired for a long time, which can be called seamless.

Back then, Lian Mo ordered Ji Yerong to find a way to eradicate this mysterious and deep-rooted criminal group. She followed a line and spent half a year finding out their whereabouts, and it took another three months to finally confirm the crime. Ji Yuanfang, the leader of the group, had an accident when he was preparing to arrest Ji Yuanfang. Ji Yuanfang was shot and killed by her on the spot, but several other important members escaped successfully, and there was no news after that.

She thought that the criminal group would be in turmoil because of Ji Yuanfang's death, and could even disintegrate from within, but things were beyond her expectations. The criminal group disappeared without a sound, and there was no news about them anymore.

At that time, because of the matter of Lian Mo and Liu Ruolan, she couldn't concentrate. She didn't think about it carefully, thinking that it would be calm until she found them again, but she didn't expect that under the temporary calm, there was a silent brewing Bigger storm.

A well-designed revenge plan that used her deadly point Lian Mo to drive her into the bottomless abyss.

Ji Yerong read the document carefully, and for a few doubtful points in the document, she called Ye Shousheng and asked him to check it based on this line, which should be fruitful.

After reading the documents, Ji Yerong casually opened the drawer of the bedside table to put the documents, but with a little too much strength, a bottle in the drawer shook out.

She never knew there was such a bottle in the nightstand drawer.

The body of the oval bottle was clean and clear, and the silver cap was tightly screwed on, but the contents of the bottle made her face pale and colorless in an instant, and a chill oozes from the back of her spine.

The bottle contained nothing but a few small broken toes and hair, which should have been specially treated without any deformation or corrosion.

There seemed to be a hand stirring in her stomach, and the nausea was overwhelming. She threw away the bottle, got up and ran to the bathroom in the next second.

"vomit……"

What I ate in the morning has not yet been digested, and I vomited it all up, including the milk I drank, but the vomiting did not end there.

There are many obscure and bloody pictures in my mind, like a movie scene flashing frame by frame, my neck seems to be tightly restrained, making it difficult to breathe.

The vomiting of gut scraping seems to spit out all the internal organs.

pain.

She couldn't tell where the pain was in her body, it seemed to hurt everywhere, the pain made her pale, her cheeks and back were soaked in sweat, the pain made her almost unable to hold on.

Without her previous posture, she knelt beside the toilet, leaving only weakness and a desolate morbidity.

The picture of the memory made her body tremble instinctively. It was the shadow left by the great pain in her body, which could not be forgotten or shaken off.

Ji Yerong wanted to cry weakly, her eyes were swollen and dry, and she couldn't shed tears, just like the pain of needle pricks and knife stab wounds in her body, she couldn't express it in words.

In life, there are always so many unspeakable things.

After Lian Mo finished the meeting, he was worried about Ji Yerong, so he ordered Yu Sha to bring a glass of warm water, and he took it to the bedroom himself.

Pushing open the door, there was no one in the empty room, and Jianmei frowned subconsciously.

Hearing something vaguely in the bathroom, he immediately put down his cup and strode into the bathroom, his long and narrow eyes tightened suddenly when he saw her limp on the ground, "Ayu—"

The short words were full of worry, he stepped forward and didn't care whether his right arm could bear her weight, he directly picked her up in the air and turned towards the bed.

Ji Yerong lay limp in his arms, her hair roots drenched in cold sweat, and she lay obediently on her face. She seemed to be dying, and she didn't have the strength to protest and struggle again.

Lian Mo carefully put her on the bed, brushed away the hair that covered her eyes, and there was concern and sincerity in her clear eyes, "What's going on? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Ji Yerong's tired waves swept towards him, grief and indignation poured into her eyes, so sad and desperate.

It was okay to send her back to the room before, but it has not been two hours yet, why did it suddenly become like this?

Lian Mo's mind was spinning rapidly, and he didn't think of the reason. When the corner of his eye glanced at the open drawer and the bottle that fell at the foot of the bedside table, he had an epiphany.

Her emotions are inseparable from this bottle.

He bent down to pick up the bottle, his eyes darkened: "Is it because of this?"

When Ji Yerong saw what was in the bottle, he became very emotional, so he stood up suddenly and waved his hand away.

The bottle was not held steady and fell to the ground again, but it was not broken because of the carpet.

Ji Yerong's waves of grief and anger shot straight at him like a sharp sword. He clenched his hands into fists and pressed them firmly against his chest. His voice was hoarse: "You stabbed me again here, deeply."

It hurts too, almost to the point of dying.

Lian Mo stretched out his hand to hold her hand, held it tightly in his palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, I reminded you of unhappy things! It's all my fault, it's my fault..."

He was apologizing almost without principle, because he was helpless to see her suffering.

Ji Yerong shook off his hand and pointed his finger in the direction of the bottle, but he didn't dare to look at him, "Don't you want to know why my toes are missing?"

"Ayu—" He hesitated to speak, his expression was very uncertain, he didn't want to listen, but he couldn't stop her from continuing.

If it would make her feel better to speak out and vent, then he has no reason to stop her.

"Toe gnawers, you must have never heard of them, maybe you thought they were just made-up creatures in movies. They are small, cute, crawl on your feet, and their bodies are limp. You don't think of their fangs. How sharp and sharp, it bites your skin bit by bit, gnaws your muscles, and bit by bit your bones..."

Toe-gnawing monsters are a kind of mutated insects bred by criminal groups. They look cute and seem harmless, but they are actually ferocious and bloodthirsty. They eat toes for a living. Animals, humans, insects, all toes are them beloved.

For three months, Ji Yerong's right foot was bitten by such a little monster, first the skin, then the muscles, and finally the bones...

What kind of pain is that?

If it's just pain, it's nothing to Ji Yerong. She has experienced so many lives and deaths, how can she be afraid of pain? I can't see it, I can only feel the sharp pain of insects gnawing on my toes, which is more cruel and cold than a knife stabbing, a bullet piercing a hole, and death.

The bones bitten off by the toe-gnawing monster are like green leaves with gears, and the uneven wounds are extremely ugly. Even if there is the best panacea in the world, it can't heal her almost crippled foot.

Everyone in the world said that Ji Yerong was stronger than a man. He was an undefeated God of War. No one could defeat her or destroy her.

When they said this, they ignored the most important fact: Ji Yerong was not only the undefeated god of war, but also a woman, a woman who was only 20 years old.

Facing life and death, she is extraordinarily indifferent, and facing adversity, she has steel-like willpower, but when facing feelings, she is fragile, like a child.

She was a mother for the first time, and at such a young age, when she was caught off guard, she didn't even know how to tell the father of the child.

Because the child's father already had a family, she was his entourage and the most loyal servant in name, but in countless nights, she was played in the palm of his hand like a tool of lust.

Thinking about it, I feel that I am cheap enough, but what can I do?
That person is Lian Mo, the young man she swore with her life to dedicate everything to him, including her own life.

She has already become lowly in the mud, is she going to let her child repeat the same mistakes?
No, she doesn't want to, she wants to give her child a warm home and give her all the beauty and warmth that is missing in her life.

Before she could figure out how to get out of the dilemma, the child's father pushed her into hell with his own hands.

Lian Mo's ruthless abandonment, her irresistible obedience, the loss of her child, the torture that is unbearable, her willpower, strength, and reason completely collapsed and broke into an army.

In Lianmo's drawer, she was caught off guard by seeing her mutilated toes, skin flakes, and the nightmares that she desperately wanted to forget came overwhelmingly. Every picture was like a black net covering her. The pain gradually spread, making her suffocate.

Nauseous and nauseated, trembling in fear, Lian Mo held her past in his hands and easily smashed her to pieces.

The calmness and indifference that he had maintained for many years were turned into ashes at this moment, and he couldn't help venting the resentment and anger accumulated in his heart on him.

Because she couldn't hold on any longer, like a bottle that was constantly being filled with water, in the end there were only two results: either the water overflowed from the mouth of the bottle, or the mouth of the bottle was sealed, and the water flow squeezed the bottle from the middle. Fragmented.

Right now she is the former, and her overflowing emotions are like a flood that wants to drown Lian Mo.

Lianmo's black eyes staring at her were filled with distress and gloom. Every word she said was like a knife piercing his heart. His heart was already turbulent, but in front of Ayu, he still tried his best to control his emotions.

(End of this chapter)