exclusive marriage

Chapter 93 The ring on the ring finger (1)
He told the truth that she least wanted to believe but was powerless to change.His face changed slightly, and he suddenly became cold: "Don't remind me, I won't escape, and I can't escape."

He smiled at her, that smile was cold but beautiful like a phantom, she just felt creepy.The room was very quiet, the wind leaking in from the window made the books on the coffee table whirr.Zuo Cheng leaned over, very close to her, entwined with each other's breath, he opened his lips, even his breath was cold: "Xia Chu, don't let yourself be in any danger, don't let me find you, if you want to Go out, I will never stop."

Obviously Zuocheng's words are gentle and doting, but Jiang Xiachu seems to be in a cold pool.

She was calm, just suppressed her panic, and then said: "You will not stop, but you will not let it go."

Zuo Cheng will generously give all freedom, because he always has a way to make it difficult for people to carry the shackles.

Jiang Xia first understood his Zuo style.

Zuo Cheng remained silent, and slowly backed away, probably acquiescing to Jiang Xiachu's words.

She was half leaning on the sofa, and he was half squatting beside her, which reminded her of a ridiculous saying, saying that a man who respects a woman as king must love this woman badly.Suddenly feeling that the words of love were too absurd, she bypassed Zuo Cheng and got up from the sofa, lowering her eyes and looking down: "Zuo Cheng, do you know what the result of the imprisonment started in the name of love will be?"

As a result, he didn't pretend, he stood up without saying a word, just staring at her, as if he wanted to look into the depths of her eyes.

Zuo Cheng's sight made Jiang Xia Chu flustered, she dodged away, picked up the half-open book on the coffee table, and handed it to Zuo Cheng: "Let's read "Kurt and Moss"."

Zuo Cheng didn't take the book, and there were even traces of him flipping through it.

Kurt is the god in ancient western history, and Moss is the beast he accompanied him to fight.When the god fell in love with the beast, Kurt broke the wings of Moss, Moss died in captivity, and Kurt was buried.

Captivity started in the name of love... Kurt and Moss are examples.

Jiang Xiachu resentfully withdrew her hand: "So you knew."

Jiang Xia lowered her eyes at the beginning, her hands were empty, the book had already fallen into the palm of the man, and her fingertips were still stained with the cool temperature of the man. She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the man grabbed her wrist, and the voice was sweet to her. Feel harsh: "I'm not Kurt, and I won't turn you into Moss."

Jiang Xiachu just sneered and didn't want to speak.Indeed, Zuo Cheng is not Kurt, nor is she Moss, Zuo Cheng is much more ruthless than Kurt, and she herself is much sadder than Moss, at least Moss' hatred is more or less mixed. love.

There was indifference in her eyes, but concentration in his eyes, and he couldn't help exerting force on his hands.

She didn't struggle, but frowned slightly, Zuo Cheng was almost flustered, let go, looked at her slightly red wrist, his eyes were full of pity, and his voice was soft and gentle: "Xia Chu, don't have a next time OK, okay?"

Three points of begging, three points of coaxing, three points of cautious uncertainty, and only one point of helpless orders.

She raised her lips with a cold and hard arc, and her eyes were teasing: "Are you angry? Will you punish me?"

It seems that for this man, Jiang Xiachu has learned to be confident, because he is conniving, and because she has nothing.

"No, I don't want to."

As for Zuo Cheng's answer, it was only expected.

She was just cold and indifferent.Zuo Cheng pursues an exchange of equal value, this is reluctant, she can't afford it, so keep it at a respectful distance.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Cheng also said: "I just don't want to part with you." His tone was cold and murderous, "You shouldn't have found someone else."

Zuo Cheng has murderous intent...

Perhaps, she was really wrong and underestimated the madness of this man.

Jiang Xiachu's eyes tightened, and he stared at Zuo Cheng: "Don't touch him, he's just my friend."

"You don't need a friend." Conquering the coldness in his eyes, his tone suddenly became a little helpless, holding Jiang Xiachu's shoulder, "Xiachu, that person, stay away from him."

He always strategized like this, binding everything about her in his palm.

She raised her eyes and looked straight at the bottom of Jiang Zaicheng's deep and deep eyes. The broken indifference was replaced by indignation: "Zuo Cheng, I just say it once, don't threaten me with people I care about again." , pushed Zuo Cheng's hand away, she pushed away a few steps, "You can try it, I want to see, is it you or me who regrets it?"

She is unarmed, and her threat is just empty talk, without any bargaining chips, only to Zuo Cheng, it is fatal.

Kong Luoluo's palms were clenched tightly, and slowly lowered, his eyes were in a mess, as if they were in a mess, and after a while, he said in a deep and urgent voice: "Ye Zaixi, his city is too deep, three years ago——"

Before she finished speaking, she cut off coldly: "When it comes to the city, Zuocheng, absolutely no one can defeat you." Her words were like ice picks, cold but firm.

This point, Zuo Cheng couldn't deny it, he smiled wryly and laughed at himself: "You don't believe me after all."

Compared with anyone else's trying every means and planning for a rainy day, his city is the most intolerable to her.

Turning around and walking towards the door, the light cast his back in a daze.Behind him, the woman's voice was cold: "Trust you? Huh." Sneered, and then asked, "What do you believe in?"

Zuo Cheng paused for a moment, opened his lips, but pressed them tightly again.

Believe me I just wish you well and hope you stay...

But, so what, she would just take it as a joke and just smile.

Finally walked out without saying a word.

Click—the door closed, she snuggled into the sofa, and snorted coldly: "Even you can't answer."

In this world, no matter who has other plans, what she fears most must be that Zuo Cheng has other plans.

She just believes in this.

The long night is long and long, deep and late.Outside the house, the rain has stopped, there is no moon, the whole Zuo's house is dark, only a faint light is on on the roof.

The swing was wet and cold after the rain. The man sat and swayed gently. His eyes were always looking at the opposite window. There was a figure in the window, curled up on the sofa.

Will it be cold?
He frowned.Standing up, he took a few steps closer to the window. In the dead night, his voice was like a ghost: "Those impossible promises, it's good to lose them."

Raise your hand, open your palm, the falling chain and the plain white ring at the end, like a star rising suddenly, shining slowly.

Probably because it has been hanging on the tombstone for a long time, the ring feels cold when looking at it.

Fiddled with the ring in the palm of his hand, he looked at the figure in the window: "Is he really so important? So you will become him that year."

That year... such a long time memory, when I turn it over, it still hurts my heart violently.

The fragments in her mind are connected together. That year, she was also on this swing, and it was also such a rainy summer. She was lying on the swing like a puppet.

(End of this chapter)