forbidden zone of love

Chapter 43

There was still the sound of depressing disordered breathing in the room.

His eyes were faintly red, like a raging beast.

Mo Xiaobei really didn't know what to do, she could only lower her voice and talk to him softly, she was always afraid that if she was not careful, he would crush her shoulders, and then eat them cleanly into her stomach go.

The pain in his shoulder was severe, and tears filled his eyes unconsciously. He blinked to let the tears stay in his eyes, but tried his best to reach out his hand to pull the corner of his clothes pitifully, and called him aggrievedly: "Tianyu Yuchen, what's wrong with you?" ..."

With Mo Xiaobei's expression like that, Tianyu Yuchen's tense breath had a chance to breathe, and the ice in his heart that hadn't melted from the previous year also softened in some corner.He thought, always give her a chance.

His palm moved up slowly along her slender and fair neck with the scorching heat. The texture of his palm seemed to have an indescribable throbbing. A piece of china.

Tianyu Yuchen bent down to get closer to her, and the breath in his mouth was full of alcohol, and the black hair on his forehead was a little messy, but it added a bit of deceptive evil to him.

Mo Xiaobei froze to see him approaching, and felt that there were only those eyes left in the world, as deep as the sea, yet unpredictable.

His voice finally rang in her ears, it was low and hoarse, and there was another kind of voice that she didn't know how to be decisive.

"Mo Xiaobei, give me your heart."

She was stunned, distracted for a while, she didn't understand what this sentence meant, and being with Hao was far less tiring, she would imitate those heroines on TV, put her hands together, and ask him with bright eyes: "Honey, do you love me?"

He wanted to laugh, and those unsmiling smiles were charming and dazzling, and then he straightened his face again, and would tell her seriously: "Mo Xiaobei, I love you."

Half-year-old children actually don't understand love. Life at that time was too beautiful, but they felt that being together was so happy and sweet, and it made people think of it, and their hearts would hurt badly.

So, she raised her face and asked a little ignorantly, "Why?"

Why……

He has never thought about this question, but he is not used to saying "I love you", but when he said it from his mouth, it turned into a different flavor: "Because you can't think about another person, Mo Xiao Bei, your love can only be given to me."

Mo Xiaobei was a little dazed, she didn't know what to say, but her body trembled unconsciously, she looked at his face and retreated timidly, but there was nowhere to escape.

A sentence kept circling in her mind: What should Hao do, she can only love Hao's...

Unable to cope with such a domineering request, and also intuitively avoiding such words, Hao's smiling faces kept appearing in his mind, changing and jumping like old movies.

Then she suddenly remembered that she hadn't thought of Hao for many days. This kind of knowledge made her extremely frightened, and she tried her best to deny the fact that she dared not admit it, and she dared not say it. His bloodless face was almost transparent.

"I can't forget him..." Mo Xiaobei shook his head, his lips became trembling and stiff: "I can only love him..."

Mo Xiaobei who is so helpless and in a hurry, who thinks of Mo Xiaobei like a puppet who has no soul...

All of this is because of one person, and this person is not him...

Tianyu Yuchen only felt that a part of his heart was frozen and cracked in an instant. He found that he had made a ridiculous mistake. This was the result of what he knew. Get so impulsive.

After more than half of the drunkenness woke up, his eyes gradually returned to coldness, and the hand holding her shoulder was slowly released. He didn't know how to deal with his wound, and he didn't know how to treat Mo Xiaobei like this in front of him.

Without his support, Mo Xiaobei's body slumped down. He watched condescendingly, and the hand he wanted to reach out finally clenched tightly into a fist.

He should be angry with Mo Xiaobei's family for putting him in such a dilemma. He is not a kind person. Such a deception would be regarded as a huge insult by him who has always been proud, but he is not willing to let it go like this.

Taking a step back slowly, he looked at her and smiled coldly: "Mo Xiaobei, one day, you will regret these words."

Why doesn't he feel sorry for Mo Xiaobei like this, but he loves her after all, there is no room for a grain of sand in love, Yan Hao is that grain of sand, she will never forget him, he will never be able to love her without barriers, Pamper her.

Mo Xiaobei didn't hear what he said clearly, but fell into the despair he had woven and couldn't extricate himself. He watched him go out resolutely with unfocused eyes. The night-colored clothes had a sense of loneliness and pride. It was like an endless net, tightly caged the two of them, unable to escape.

It seemed like he slept on the ground all night, and when he opened his eyes the next day, he realized that his voice was very hoarse. Mo Xiaobei looked blankly at the familiar furnishings around him, his forehead seemed to be on fire, rumbling The paste is average.

The door of the house opened by itself, and Mo Xiaobei looked over blankly, only to see Secretary Li walking in with a briefcase next to Tianyu Yuchen.

The pointer on the wall was just pointing to ten, the sunlight outside the house was not too hot, and the bright white light came from the window and fell on Mo Xiaobei, like a flawless crystal, pure but fragile and vulnerable.

Secretary Li was slightly stunned. Seeing that her face was extremely pale, she walked over and touched her forehead with concern, a little surprised: "Miss Mo, you are sick, I will take you to the hospital."

Mo Xiaobei looked at him blankly, blinked before he understood what he said, his eyes fell on the briefcase in his hand, but he understood very well in his heart: "What did he ask you to do?"

(End of this chapter)