Beautiful Sweetheart

At this moment, Ning Ji's little heart is about to explode. This kind of nervous feeling is like that he suddenly wanted to defecate when he participated in the college entrance examination, but he remembered that he didn't even bring a paper towel.

Ning Ji kneels on the ground with one knee and knocks his knee on a small stone raised on the ground. It's painful. But in this tense mood, Ning Ji can't even feel the pain.

The cheering voice of the masses has gradually stopped, and all the witnesses are waiting for the last moment. If there is no perfect ending, no matter how wonderful the process is, there is no meaning.

Ning Ji, who hasn't got a reply, is upset. If this can't move Lin Wei, Ning Ji really doesn't know how to move this iceberg beauty.

Lin Wei wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and silently looked at Ning Ji kneeling there. The expression on her face was very complicated, as if she was engaged in some kind of fierce ideological struggle. Now only she knew what was going on in her mind.

Ning Ji felt his breath suddenly. He had never been so afraid. It seemed that the sky was about to fall down. He didn't know when Lin Wei had become the supreme belief in his heart.

Ning Ji atmosphere dare not gasp for waiting, he is very clear in the heart, should say just now already all finished, if this all can't move Lin Wei's words, that now even if say of exaggeration, also useless.

It's suffocating waiting. Although no one speaks, the atmosphere makes Ning Ji feel difficult to breathe. Time goes by, but in Ning Ji's opinion, time seems like a snail crawling. This kind of taste is like listening to the voice carelessly when college entrance examination students pick up the phone to inquire about college entrance examination scores.

This is the first time that Ning Ji hopes Lin Wei to speak as soon as possible, even if what he says will make him in a painful coma. The uneasy feeling in my heart is spreading like a nightmare.

I don't know how long after that, even the audience can't stand, and the voices of discussion start to ring. However, the ability of f people to watch the excitement is not inferior to that of Chinese people at all. In the mood of beginning and ending, none of them really left ahead of time.

Ning Ji is going crazy. It's no doubt that she knows that she has taken poison, but she can't die of it for a while and a half. Lin Wei is really cruel.

Ningji's palm has been soaked, tightly holding the black rose, that bunch of poor black rose, is about to be broken by Ningji.

For a long time, the look on Lin Wei's face gradually returned to plain. Only genius knew what kind of process Lin Wei had gone through in the past few minutes.

But anyway, Lin Wei finally said: "Ningji, how good should you have been like this earlier?"

This sentence is like a thunder in Ning Ji's heart. As long as you are not an idiot, you can hear the deep meaning of Lin Wei's sentence. But now, what's the meaning?

Ning Ji lowers his head sadly. He can probably guess what Lin Wei will say next. But Ning Ji doesn't expect that after so much, he can't be forgiven. Maybe for women, what Ning Ji did before is too hurtful.

"Don't do that again. Do your big thing." Lin Wei finish saying this sentence, then without hesitation turned away, to Ningji left this figure, is so hurtful, deeply stabbed into Ningji's heart.

"Isn't that enough to make up for it? Lin Wei, don't you really want to give me a chance? " Ning Ji is extremely tangled in his heart, although he still doesn't know what he has done to make Lin Wei do so.

"It's too late." Lin Wei stops and shakes her head. No one sees her. When she turns around, tears come out of her eyes. She doesn't know how long she's been holding on. When she turns around, she still can't control it.

"Me?" Ning Ji slumped to the ground, the rose had burned out, and the candle light had been much weaker. In the middle, there was a bloodless man and four bodyguards who were at a loss.

Lin Wei didn't enter the house at the first time, but stood in the same place and waited for ten seconds. But at this moment, Ning Ji seemed to have lost his mind. No matter in his heart or in his mind, it was a blank. Where did he notice the details of Lin Wei.

However, ten seconds later, Lin Wei did not hesitate to go back to the room. At the moment of closing the door, Lin Wei fell to the ground powerlessly, changing her usual image as an iceberg beauty. Instead, she was like a little woman, burying her head deep in her knees, with tears flowing silently.

If this is compared to a war, no one is the winner in this war. No matter how gorgeous the process is, the last two people are heartbroken.

No one thought of the result, and the onlookers were surprised and incomprehensible. According to the f people's criteria for choosing a mate, Ning Ji is a good-looking man, seems to be rich and powerful, and knows how to be romantic. This is almost the most perfect lover requirement of F women, but such a perfect man has been rejected again.The audience had been brought into it by the romantic atmosphere just now. After seeing the ending with their own eyes, they couldn't laugh any more. They either shook their heads or sighed and went back to their homes.

The candle finally went out, and the moon regained its dominance. The black rose in Ning Ji's hand fell to the ground silently, and his eyes were moist. But as a man who had experienced big storms, he could have tears, but they were only allowed to stay in his eyes. No matter how hard they were, they were absolutely not allowed to flow down.

The four talented bodyguards also didn't expect such a cruel ending. They all knew Ning Ji's current psychological feelings, so after packing up, they came up one after another to pat Ning Ji on the shoulder, and then left silently.

Ningji just like in the evil like sitting in the same place, still with the cold wind how to invade are indifferent, this cold for now Ningji, is not worth mentioning, because the cold in the heart, far more piercing than the cold wind.

That night, Ning Ji didn't move again. He sat there silently, still devastated by the cold wind. Just a few meters away, across a wooden door, there was a man sitting.

Lin Wei's beautiful eyes don't have a trace of brilliance, just like a puppet whose soul has been taken away. Her white face is covered with tears. Her pathetic appearance makes people want to hold her in their arms.

When the dawn light just lit up the earth, Ning Ji just slowly got up, two legs suddenly a soft, embarrassed almost fell down. Ning Ji had no choice but to pat his legs. It's really embarrassing.

Bathed in the early morning breeze, Ning Ji is like a ronin walking back slowly. The only one who sees Ning Ji is Lin Wei who doesn't say a word through the window.

From the romantic confession to the sad parting, maybe everyone guessed the process, but no one guessed the ending.

Ning Ji went back to his room, picked up half of the whisky left on the table, looked up and poured all the alcohol into his stomach. Only with the help of the effect of alcohol can Ning Ji now fall asleep. For the first time, Ning Ji felt that wine was really a good thing.

This sleep, Ning Ji also don't know how long to sleep, time is just a number to him now, wait for Ning Ji to open heavy sleep eyes, see the sky outside the window already don't know when dark down, then closed again.

Go to sleep. If you don't have to wake up after this sleep, how nice it would be. This is Ning Ji's only thought at this moment. He doesn't want to be sober.

However, when Ningji just wanted to sleep, another place in xiamuni was not so peaceful.

Bobo is also very depressed after he failed to give advice to Ning Ji twice in a row. In his opinion, each of the two plans is perfect, but they are all met with nothing.

At this time, we all know that Ning Ji is in a bad mood, so no one bothers him. Some bodyguards drink muggy wine in the bar, especially Bobo. After a cup of liquor, it's like drinking boiled water.

"Boss, is Mr. Ning Ji OK? He hasn't appeared since last night." A Don Quixote bodyguard asked, somewhat worried.

"It should be OK. Mr. Ningji is not an ordinary person. He will be safe." Bobo admired Ningji's skill very much.

Since even Bobo said so, the other bodyguards didn't say anything more, drinking muggy wine on their own. After half a round of wine, Bobo got up and went to the toilet. He had drunk too much again tonight by looking at his way.

Bobo walked into the toilet. Before he could pull the belt, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. The speed was very fast. Because Bobo is still in a state of drunkenness, when he feels a cold wind coming from behind, the toilet door has been locked, and a man who can't see his face clearly has appeared behind him.

"Who!" Bobo was shocked, and his drinking probably disappeared, but before he turned around, one hand clasped his neck, and the other hand held a muffle gun on Bobo's back.

"If you dare to ask for help again, I'll shoot you at once." The speaker didn't use French, but English. As soon as he heard it, he knew that the uninvited guest was not from F country.

Bobo can be regarded as the leader of dozens of people. He has experienced more storms. After the initial panic, he calmed down and his eyes returned to normal.

"Well, now that you are honest, we can have a dialogue. I just need you to give me a message, and then you can leave alive." The uninvited guest sneered.

"You said Don Quixote's family killer is usually more than two languages.

"Good. I'm looking for a Chinese man named Ning Ji. You are responsible for protecting him. If you want to live, tell me his address. Of course, I will let him die naturally. No one will doubt that your protection is not good." The voice of the uninvited guest is a little low and hoarse, which sounds like goose bumps.

"You want to be bad for Mr. Ningji?" Bobo was surprised, just want to struggle, but the strength of the uninvited guest is bigger than him, dead will he on the wall."I'll warn you again, don't move. My gun is equipped with a silencer. Even if I shoot you, your people won't notice it." The man threatened in a deep voice.

Bobo knew he couldn't break free, so he sneered and said, "funny, are you threatening me? Don't you know Don Quixote's killer never fears death?

, "are don people from Don Quixote?" Don Quixote's fame is enough to make him think twice about whether the next thing is really necessary.

"Well! Do I have to talk nonsense? Don Quixote's family will never reveal any friend's information to the enemy. Bobo's tone is very tough. He's a tough guy.

"You really don't say it!" The man's voice suddenly cold, it seems that Bobo's tough has completely angered him.

"Never!" Bobo held his head high and repeated his attitude with great pride.

Then, the man sighed, only to hear a faint gunshot, Bobo's expression stiff, the body will be weak paralyzed down, the gunshot is small, even the people outside the door can not hear.

"Stubborn! If you are Don Quixote's killer, then I am God. Men disdain to look at the ground has lost the breath of life Bobo, eyes suddenly fell on the mobile phone in his pocket.

"It seems that there is no need to talk about it any more. With this, the task will be much easier." The man leaned over and picked up Bobo's mobile phone, revealing his ferocious face under his hood. There were several scars lying on his face, which was particularly frightening.

Bobo's death didn't disturb anyone. The uninvited guest was also a professional killer. After killing Bobo, he immediately destroyed his body. From appearance to departure, he didn't even attract the attention of anyone in the bar.

And Bobo's men subconsciously thought that their leader had drunk too much and went back. No one doubted Bobo's whereabouts.

a big man who has a good hand and a killer of the Tangic de family in F country, how many people dare to move Bobo's idea? That is to say, this kind of qualitative thinking caused great trouble later.

One night later, Ning Ji was about to vomit and couldn't sleep any more. There were several empty wine bottles lying beside his bed. If it wasn't for these spirits, how could he survive the day and night.

Ning Ji is leaning against the bed, and is struggling with the most arduous headache, but the mobile phone beside the bed shakes coldly.

"Bobo, are you still here?" Ningji looked at the message, but sighed, Bobo's enthusiasm is really far beyond his expectations, ah, also let Ningji some headache.

Ning Ji didn't want to go through this experience again. He was rejected in full view of the public. This kind of experience is like being bared and paraded in the street. It's a shame.

However, the more enthusiastic he is, the more embarrassed Ning Ji is to refuse. What else can he do