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Chapter 54

Caught off guard, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of the dirty white sneakers... The rain has not stopped, only the sky above the head has stopped being cold.

Jiang Xiachu raised his head slowly, black suit, black umbrella, the most beautiful hands, Zuo Cheng's face, all reflected in Jiang Xiachu's eyes.

She smiled at him, even colder than the rain: "Zuo Cheng, you are so powerful, you have hit the mark, no one would dare to take Zuo's lawsuit."

How many reincarnations did you have to reincarnate in the previous life to have such a lingering ghost in this life.So much so that it was too late for Jiang Xiachu to hide.

The handle of the umbrella is black, and Zuo Cheng's white fingers are like clear porcelain.The rain didn't completely fall into his eyes, but there were gentle ripples, and he asked softly, "Is it cold?"

The black umbrella was big enough to cover Jiang Xiachu's thin shoulders, but it was so small that the rain wet Zuo Cheng's entire back.It is a double umbrella, which is actually enough, but Zuo Cheng dare not get too close.

Jiang Xiachu turned a deaf ear and mocked who he was talking to himself: "I can't find a lawyer, what are you going to do? Do you want me to go bankrupt or forcefully confiscate or ruin my reputation?"

How, she recognized it all, Zuo Cheng, what is the solution once and for all?tell me……

He didn't reply: "Get in the car."

She continued: "It's up to you, you can do whatever you want, I can't beat you, I give up, okay?"

Is it okay... With an almost begging tone, she no longer has any hole cards, and she has lost everything.

This was the expected result, Zuo Cheng knew about it, but seeing Jiang Xiachu's decay, he still couldn't bear it, and hated him, couldn't bear her, hated himself.

With a deep voice, he was careful even when he yelled loudly: "Jiang Xiachu, get into the car for me."

It's a bit heavier, it's him who hurts so much, what can he do in such a day, such a cold?
With a sneer on his lips and needles in his eyes, Jiang Xiachu looked straight at him: "It's cold, but I'd rather, I don't dare to dirty your car."

The black Haojue was washed by the rain over and over again, and was forgotten on the street.

The ancient ink-like eyes seemed to be broken, and he held Jiang Xiachu's shoulder with his hand, just touched it lightly, Zuo Cheng lowered his head, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Xia Chu, be obedient, get in the car first."

Zuocheng knew the word gentle when he met Jiang Xiachu, and he only treated her like this.

He was walking on thin ice, coaxing and protecting her, but her face was cold and her heart was hard.

She pushed it away and said fiercely, "don't call me that, and don't touch me, I feel sick."

Step by step, she walked outside the umbrella, and her face, which had not yet dried out, became wet again.

His right hand was hanging in the air, and her warmth dissipated in his hand. After a moment, the umbrella fell, and he embraced her forcefully, refusing to let go. His voice was almost humble: "Xia Chu, what do you want from me? Can I hold her?" How are you?"

In the rain, his brows and eyes were so old that he couldn't distinguish his past, his eyes became deep and dim, soaked in the rain, revealing the hidden worries.

When did the rain get worse, like they were imprisoned by each other, endlessly.

She couldn't break free, and she had no strength left. When she closed her eyes, the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of Zuocheng, which made her suffocate and choked her throat: "Zuocheng, let me ask you this, what exactly do you want from me? Are you really going to kill me?" Is it? Is it?" She slightly raised her head and looked directly at him, the light in her eyes was like the tide, which had been beaten and passed away.Pretending to be defeated, like this flood of rainwater, pouring out everything, "I beg you, please, let me go, Zuocheng, sister is dead, Qiancheng is also dead, isn't it enough? Stop, okay? Just pretend there is no Can I just treat Jiang Xiachu as dead?"

The tears seemed to last for a long time, climbing from the bottom of my heart to the eye sockets, and finally repelled all the defense lines and broke the embankment.Fortunately, it rained heavily, and I couldn't tell the difference between warm and cold, even my numb self couldn't tell the difference.

when she died...

Zuo Cheng saw, even Jiang Xiachu's tears were numb, Zuo Cheng could see, the color was different from the rain, it could burn Zuo Cheng's heart without touching it.They fought tit for tat until death, but the first time Jiang Xiachu cried in front of Zuo Cheng, but begged: When Jiang Xiachu died...

If she died, he would die too. What would he do?No matter how hard you hugged him, you couldn't catch him, and he murmured repeatedly: "Xia Chu, Xia Chu..."

At the beginning of Jiang Xia, the sand in Zuo Cheng's hand would pass away even if she didn't struggle, because he held it so tightly.

"Please, let me go." Her hands were weak and hanging down, and she had no strength to struggle. In the rain, her voice was soft but clear, "I'm going to die, I really will."

Zuocheng's poison penetrated into the bone marrow, melted into the blood, and rotted the internal organs.These poppies grew in Jiang Xiachu's deadly organ, and if he didn't pull it out, he would die.

Die...he let her go.

He leaned into her ear, his voice penetrated into her ear, every word was like ice, rolled up by wind and frost, he swore: "Jiang Xiachu, if you die, I will give you a lot of funeral objects, okay? You definitely don’t want to have me, but I’m going to disappoint you again.”

The season of poppies is early summer, and the four seasons reincarnate, unchanged from ancient times. If there is little early summer, poppies die.

If her funeral object was his, how could she have the courage to continue?How to stop?

It turns out that the person who lives and dies is not necessarily true love, but also true hatred.

She stopped crying suddenly, laughed, laughed loudly: "Zuo Cheng, you are so completely crazy." Gritting her teeth, she swallowed into her stomach with suppressed trembling: "Let go of me, you make me very cold."

Let go... Just this sentence, the words he hates the most, she repeated tirelessly, and he became more and more paranoid.The hand tightened even more, wishing for the determination embedded in the bone marrow.

The rain soaked her hair, and then fell down her cheeks. She smiled so ruthlessly, bent down on his chest, and bit down hard, using all her strength.

After 11 years of acquaintance, Jiang Xiachu only learned Zuo Cheng's ruthlessness, but gave him back all of it.

The position closest to the heart, separated by a layer of lungs, he didn't feel it, maybe when some pains reached the extreme, they couldn't be superimposed any more.

How long, one will not let go, one will not let go.

Then, her mouth was full of blood.

Then, an enchanting flower bloomed from the black coat.

Then, the rain washed away.

Then, more red goes on...

On and on.

Her mouth was numb, the fishy smell almost suffocated Jiang Xiachu, she pushed him away: "Don't follow."

Wiping off the bright red on her lips, she turned around and ran in the opposite direction. In the rain, her back was resolute, stepping over the black umbrella on the ground, stained with mud.

I am willing to do my best, and I hope that I will never meet again in this life...Jiang Xiachu's extravagant thoughts.

I am willing to give everything I have, and I hope to have you by my side for the rest of my life... Zuo Cheng's extravagant thoughts.

Greedy two people... After all, this fate cannot be controlled by anyone.

It turned out that Zuo Cheng couldn't beat her even if he was ruthless.

She walked away, but he was still in a daze, looking at the far away place, and finally retracted the outstretched foot.

(End of this chapter)