exclusive marriage

Chapter 63
The dense long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the eyes slowly opened, but they were covered with a layer of scorching gas. She couldn't see clearly, as if instinctively, she shouted: "Qiancheng, Qiancheng..."

Qiancheng is you, right?It was you who came to save me, right?Qiancheng, do you know that I lied?I'm not good, very bad, but I keep lying to you that I'm fine, so you're here, aren't you?But you live in heaven, it is far away, you will go back, right?But, I'm afraid, afraid of being alone...

In the eyes, the shadow was shattered and split into many pieces, which she couldn't piece together.

Her dream was so beautiful, and her Qiancheng came to save her, but who was smashing it with a hammer.

"I'm not Ji Qiancheng, Jiang Xiachu, look at me, I'm not Ji Qiancheng."

Hugged so tightly, it seemed that there was a demonic breath pouring in, and she only felt groggy.

If you are not Hyun Sung, then who are you?
No matter who it is, as long as it's not Zuo Cheng, as long as it's not him...

No, you are Qiancheng, right?
It was the boy smiling at me under the sycamore tree, it must be, I saw such a clear smile...

At night, it rained heavily.

On the first day of July, there was no cloud in the sky, and the sky cleared up.

The wind dried the raindrops hanging on the trees, and the road surface, and there was no trace of the rain at night, as if it never existed at all.

The last rain in June seemed to wash away a lot.

The windows on the 23rd floor were washed clear by the rain, and the window sills were painted with a light apricot yellow from the sunflower powder that was bent by the wind.Sunlight sneaked in and leaked in through the glass windows, shattering the warm sun all over the place.

The room was quiet.On the glass window, there are few shadows of handsome faces.

Zuo Cheng just stood quietly by the window sill, his dark eyes like ancient diamonds were shining brightly, softening the sternness of his face, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he was so touching without smiling.

It turns out that women are not the only ones who can be so beautiful.

She was right in front of his eyes, within reach, but he didn't dare to get any closer.So thin, so fragile, it seems that the slight wind will blow away.

He watched almost greedily, and listened to the sound of rain all night, tirelessly and insatiably.There is a kind of greed that grows from an inexplicable place in my heart, and it will be fine if it stays like this for the rest of my life.

In the end, he couldn't control the beast called desire that lived in his heart. He stretched out his hand, trembling slightly, his eyes were filled with the face that he had been obsessed with for more than ten years, and he wanted to touch it even if it was just a moment...

Those most beautiful hands have never trembled so much when they are stained with blood and killing people.

She hated his hands the most, and she would blame him, but he couldn't stop getting so close.

Close, close...just a little bit...

Suddenly, the long eyelashes trembled, and the hazy eyes opened, not sleepy, clear and not blurred, looking straight at the hand, those eyes, like fire: "Don't touch me."

Just a little bit...he could touch her...

It turns out that nothing has changed, she is still her, the indifferent Jiang Xiachu, she is on guard, she hates, she hates.

But last night, she still hugged him like that, it was all a dream, should I wake up now?Zuo Cheng's eyes were overwhelmed by a lot of loss, and the blackness was turned upside down. He withdrew his hand, and the cold air was on his fingertips, biting his bones: "I woke up, does it still hurt? Is there any discomfort?"

Ignoring his cautiousness, she distanced herself coldly: "Why are you here? How did you get in?"

Her disgust and her defenses were all seen in her eyes, but she still couldn't resist the worry in her heart: "Where does it hurt? You kept crying for pain yesterday, and the doctor is outside."

She suddenly sneered: "I'm really confused. You may even have the key to my safe."

I'm afraid that in Zuocheng, she is already transparent, and there is nothing to hide, but what she wants to hide most is herself. It is really wishful thinking. That man built a Tongque Tower to lock her up. .

She looked at him coldly, even if she didn't say anything at the moment, but Jiang Xiachu was so capable, with just one look, he could linger Zuo Cheng.Zuo Cheng would rather that she hated him, rather than not being able to find his reflection in her eyes now, so he put away all his tenderness, even if it made her hate him, it was always better than leaving no trace: " At the beginning of Jiang Xia, can't you take good care of yourself? You have to make yourself look like this. Who do you want to torture?"

Looking up, Jiang Xiachu's eyes were full of hatred.

Fortunately, she is still willing to hate...

Fortunately, she can still see herself in her eyes, even though she hates it so much.

Zuocheng, Zuocheng, in front of Jiang Xiachu, what else do you have to hold on to? It's completely collapsed, so let her torture you like this.

The transparent eyes gradually focused on the fiery color, but she just sneered coldly: "Who am I torturing? Could it be you? You think highly of yourself." She narrowed her cold eyes, and said gentle words in her throat, but Every word was ridiculed, "Should I thank you, thanks to your 24-hour surveillance."

The cool eyes turned slightly and landed on the back of the hand, the light brown eyes were like ink stained, blurring into black.Raising her right hand slightly, the needle on the back of her hand pierced into the flesh, but she didn't know the pain.

No wonder she didn't hurt, because the needle was stuck in Zuo Cheng's heart, it hurt too much, so he surrendered again without self-respect, his voice was soft and messy: "If you don't like it, I will let them go back , don't move now, I'll go back after you finish the infusion."

Jiang Xiachu raised his head and looked at the hanging bottle that had already lost most of it. Should he leave after losing?But she couldn't wait.She turned her head to look at Zuo Cheng, expressionless: "You don't want me to die, do you? You said that if I really die, will you be buried with me?"

Without any thought, he said without hesitation, "No." Because I won't let you die...

"I remember you said before Huangquan Biluo that you wouldn't let me go, Zuocheng, in fact, you don't love me as much as you said." She smiled comfortably, "If you answer that you will, I will consider it .”

Probably she, Jiang Xiachu, is also a lunatic, following Zuo Cheng's example.

"Don't think about it like this, I won't allow it." The black eyes were dark and dark, and the cool emotion faded away.

Such a threat seems a bit ridiculous. When has Jiang Xiachu been threatened by him.

"Still so self-righteous." She sarcastically sarcastically, "Don't worry, I will live well and watch Zuocheng suffer retribution. Now, you get out of here."

What else?Is it not enough to compromise like this?Just how greedy are you, Jiang Xiachu?Pushed to the end of the road, the retribution you gave is enough to never recover.

But he can't do anything, he can't do anything with her...and he can't do anything with himself.So he deceived himself and pretended to be indifferent: "You need to rest."

(End of this chapter)