That Girl Made me Sleepless

"What?"

Xia An'an gets up in surprise.

How could

That powerful person, how can it be said that if it's gone, it's gone.

No wonder she thinks the rice cake is strange

For more than three months, rice crisp gradually accepted the fact that Rong Jinchu was not around.

She is trying to adapt to the days without Rong Jinchu.

So far, she still can't do it.

Every night, she will review the scene on the yacht clearly in her dream.

The loss of Rong Jinchu's pain, even in a dream, she can really feel the degree of despair.

Open your eyes, the corners of her eyes are wet.

Sleeping pillow, a wet.

Mi Su saw that Xia An'an was surprised, and then he laughed. He was desperate and sad in his eyes. "Why are you so surprised?"

“……”

Xia an an looked at this kind of rice crisp, speechless.

Is the rice cake in front of her still the rice cake she knows?

Why does she feel that the rice cake in front of her, the intimate friend she has known for so many years, is more like a shell without soul and mind, like a string puppet.

Xia an an slowly sits down, dare not speak, also dare not ask her and Rong Jinchu what happened in the missing period of time.

She was afraid that missu would not be able to stand crying.

A most sad time, not wantonly cry, but like the rice crisp now, clearly bear great pain, but quiet as if nothing happened.

Today's rice crisp, like a fragile silk thread in general, just a sharp touch, it will break.

She didn't dare to be the one with the sharp weapon.

Mi Su saw that Xia An'an didn't say a word, understood her friend's temperament, and knew that she must be very curious about what happened at that time.

She took the coffee with trembling hands, her fingertips trembling, and brought the cup to her lips.

A little hot coffee, into the throat, she did not feel hot.

Xia An'an painfully wants to stop it, but it's too late. She sees that MI Su's lips are scalded red, but the client has no reaction and seems to have no consciousness.

It's not that she can't feel the heat, but the pain in her heart has covered the pain in her lips.

Xia an's eyes are red again.

Rice crisp hard to swallow coffee throat, hot lung burst of fire, "ah The coffee is a little hot. "

Xia an can't help calling, "rice crisp..."

Is she OK?

A person, is to pain to what extent, despair to what extent, to be able to turn a blind eye to everything around and physical pain ah!

Rice crisp put down the coffee cup in his hand and gave a quiet smile to Xia An'an, who loves her eyes. "An'an, are you very curious and want to know, how did Rong Jinchu and I have an accident?"

“……”

"Let me tell you, Rong Jinchu was a British royal family. He once killed the famous Mafia organization, but left behind a Duncan. In order to get revenge, Duncan tied up my sister with Lin Xinya, and then I went to exchange my sister. Rong Jinchu went for me. "

“……”

Xia an an can't bear to hear it. She wants to interrupt, but Mi Su continues to say to herself, "do you think Rong Jinchu is stupid? I told my sister that she told Rong Jinchu not to come. As a result, he still came."

“……”

Xia An'an didn't want to listen any more, and she didn't want to look at Rice Crisp's expressionless face. However, she stated what had happened with a despairing look and tone, and said, "rice crisp, don't say it, I don't want to know!"

"But I want to say." Missu looked at her.

She was so sad, so lonely.

Her favorite Rong Jinchu is gone.

In front of her father and sister, she can't make them worry, so she pretends to be strong.

in front of the housekeeper and Linfeng, she can't make them worry, not to mention they are willing to follow her. She has become the only successor of Rong Jinchu's legacy and the leader of a group of people.

As the backbone, she can't be weak;

but in front of An'an, she is her good friend. She can talk to her about everything and find a place to express her sadness and sadness.

Ann is also a good listener.

Sure enough, when Xia an heard that MI Su wanted to talk to her, she knew that she must have been depressed for a long time, so she sat silent.

Mi Su's eyes were fixed on his own hands. "Duncan controlled my hand and shot Rong Jinchu in the chest. The blood came out Later, Duncan took me away and left the bloody and dying Rong Jinchu alone on the yacht with a bomb. He wanted to let him live and die on his own

“……”

Although rice Crisp's tone is very calm, Xia An'an can think of the soul stirring scenes and pictures at that time.She saw that rice crisp didn't cry out, followed her words down, "what happened later?"

"Later..."

"You were taken away without injury. Didn't you follow Rong Jinchu's wishes? So, then, why did you disappear for three months? "

The rice cake she knew was not like this.

So Xia An'an firmly believes that MI Su has not finished telling the story.

Rice crisp once again held his hand over the coffee cup, took a sip, and put the coffee cup back to its original place, "later I went back. I wanted to die with him. He was dying and couldn't push me away. "

“……”

"Ann, do you know that he said I love you, which means he won't kill me..."

“……”

"What's more, he told me to love me all my life. No, not only all my life, but all my life, forever..."

“……”

After hearing this, Xia An'an only felt that the romance and aestheticism of the love affair between rice crisp and rice crisp were both full of ups and downs and soul stirring.

Rice crisp finish without a tear.

She looked at Xia An'an in a dazed way. Her tone was full of sadness and despair. "Rong Jinchu, who loved me so much, and who spoiled me so much, died and disappeared..."

“……”

Mi Su didn't cry, but Xia an an did.

Mi Su looked at the time again and thought of going back to the Taekwondo Hall. He got up and said, "Ann, I have to learn Taekwondo, so I won't drink coffee with you here."

Xia an an stands up and looks at the thin and slender figure of rice crisp.

She had never seen such a lifeless rice cake.

In the rice crisp away from her more and more far, Xia An'an but tears in the heart silently countdown.

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the next moment, missu squats at the door of the coffee shop, crying without image.

Xia An'an looked at the surprised eyes around her, and saw that MI Su was crying, and she couldn't help crying.

She walked slowly to missu and gave her a tissue.

Rice crisp looked up, eyes like helpless children, clear and helpless.

She grabbed Xia An'an's hand, her tearful eyes hazy, and she couldn't help murmuring, "An'an He's gone It's gone... "