True Love Lasts

The implication: this time, he won't force her to eat, but if she doesn't eat, he won't let her leave the table This is his territory, and he can do it.

***

Mother Zhang quickly made steamed eggs with mushrooms.

Of course, Xiaoqing didn't want to sit with him. She hesitated for a second, then she brought it over to stir up the rice and ate it with her head down. She likes to eat steamed egg and rice with mushrooms and shrimps It's convenient and delicious.

Li Beichen didn't move his chopsticks any more.

She ate like a wolf, and he looked at her in silence. A light smile soon appeared on her lips, and her face softened a little -

of course, he knew what she liked to eat.

"Do you know. How can I tell what you like to eat? " When she ate most of the time, he just broke the silence, faint voice.

Of course, Xiaoqing didn't care.

Li Beichen didn't mind either. He laughed at himself and continued to speak -

"what do you like to eat. You can throw it at me twice at most. What you don't like to eat will keep throwing it at me. " The memory between them is not good, but it is still so clear, "you like shrimp. Just throw the shrimp shell on me: if you don't like carrots, throw the whole plate of carrots on me. Steamed eggs It belongs to the kind you like. "

After one meal, Xiaoqing had already stopped.

She didn't remember the differences and habits, but when she heard them from him, she felt sour. Their relationship has long been at a dead end and fragmented What's the use of what he said?

Doesn't he remember what he did?

She put down the bowl and chopsticks, lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. Finally, she raised her head with red eyes: "do you know why I like steamed eggs? Because my dad likes to do this. But now what about my father? "

A sour nose, tears really fell down.

Xiaoqing didn't care about his image, so he wiped his tears and stood up abruptly, so big that he took the bowl out --

"ping!"

It's splintered.

"Who caused my father to be locked up?" She cried out with a cry.

Zhang's mother, who was standing at the door, was startled. She hurried forward to clean up the pieces. When she found the second piece, she heard Li Beichen's extremely cold voice: "go out." Looking up, Li Beichen's face turned black and blue.

Mother Zhang did not dare to stay and quickly withdrew.

"Sit down." There were only two of them left in the restaurant. Li Beichen made a faint voice and tried his best to restrain his anger. "I will tell judge sun not to retrial your father's case."

This is his concession.

Mu Xiangxian has always been a taboo between them.

"And then you're going to lock up my dad for life?" Xiaoqing light Chi, between the wings of the nose more sour astringent, aggrieved tears can not help falling down, "what is your Li family in the end, must involve my father?"

Li Beichen's thin lips were tight, and his face had sunk to the extreme.

"Don't say, do you?" Xiao Qing sniffed and yelled at him with the biggest voice, "Li Beichen, you asshole!" For so many years, she didn't know the truth after many twists and turns. He was obviously playing with her! Take advantage of the power of the Li family and play with other people's lives!!

After yelling at him, Xiao Qing turns around and goes towards the nearest room

She doesn't care what this room is for, she just wants to shut herself up and not see him!

Li Beichen's eyes followed her. Her eyes just saw the blood stains on her heel. Her face suddenly changed: "what's the matter with your feet?" He suddenly stood up.

"Ping!"

Xiaoqing's action is faster than him, and he has already thrown the door.

****

the room she rushed into should be the guest room.

The room is small and the furniture is new. The bed is in order. Xiaoqing directly lies on her stomach, buries her face in the quilt and cries. For the first time in so many years, she indulges herself to vent her emotions -

everything about her has been destroyed by Li Beichen! Her father is still in prison! Her relationship with Li Beichen has long been broken What is he doing with her now?

It's impossible between them.

It's impossible to die.

******

"Miss mu? "Miss Mok?" At the instigation of Li Beichen, Zhang Ma, carrying a medicine box, knocked on the door for nearly an hour, "would you like to open the door first? I'm Zhang ma

There was no response, only a faint whimper.

"Miss mu, can you tell me something? Don't get on with yourself Mother Zhang couldn't bear it. She comforted her at the door, "let me have a look at your feet. I'll come out after I've treated the wound, OK?"

There is still no response.

Zhang Ma had no choice but to turn back to the living room and report to the man sitting on the sofa: "Mr. Li..."

He was waiting here, lonely and lonely.

"She won't open the door?" Li Beichen took her words, light voice, Xiao Qing's temper, he knows more than anyone here. A sigh. He stood up and said, "bring me the spare key.""Well All right Zhang Ma quickly found the spare key and handed it to Li Beichen with the medicine box. She said, "Mr. Li. Miss mu, she... " It seems that he is still crying in it!

"You go down!" Li Beichen interrupts her and orders coldly, "no matter what you hear, don't take care of it."

Zhang Ma was stunned and left quickly.

What does "whatever you hear" mean? Zhang Ma doesn't dare to ask

***

the room was quiet.

Li Beichen waited in the living room for a long time. There was no sign of her opening the door. He could only go to the door of the guest room, raised his hand and tapped on the door: "it's me."

The villas in the outer suburbs are already cold, and the night is deep, so there is no noise around There was no sound in the guest room. She didn't give him any response.

A low sigh. Li Beichen can only take out the spare key, open the door and go in.

****

a dark room.

There was no light on in the guest room, so he could only use the light outside to barely distinguish the scene in the room - she was lying on the bed motionless, most of her little face was buried in the quilt. Look closer. You can also see the obvious wet feeling on the bedding and the residual tears on her cheek

She cried enough and tired before she went to sleep.

Li Beichen frowned and looked at her now. There was a dull pain in his heart. There is also a trace of impatience: why do you refuse to Okay?

They can have a good life.

He leaned over and couldn't help raising his hand to wipe the tears on her face, but his long finger came back just before he touched her cheek. He sat on the bed. I closed my eyes, repressed my emotions, and finally forced myself to stop at her feet

He turned on the wall lamp with one hand. Under the yellow light, he could clearly see the blood on her heel.

It's dry, obviously worn out by high heels.

Li Beichen's eyes slightly apologized: the two-hour journey He let her go.

"Sorry." He made a faint voice. He tried not to wake her up, opened the medicine box and helped her with the wound. He carefully took off her socks, took the spray of hydrogen peroxide and helped her clean the wound

"Well..." She frowned. Murmur in a dream.

Today, too much stimulation has made her spirit collapse. She has fallen into a dream of nothingness and has no energy to open her eyes again. The cool touch of the heel, the gentle movement She couldn't tell whether it was a reality or a dream?

The wound didn't hurt. Li Beichen finished the treatment and sat back on the edge of her bed.

How long, not so quiet together?

Li Beichen wanted to hold her upstairs, but he was afraid that the action would wake her up, so he could only accompany her quietly for a long time. For a long time, he almost suspected that she rejected him so much Was he wrong to get her back?

"Xiaoqing..." He murmured her name and carefully tucked her in.

She didn't wake up. He breathed out dejectedly and wanted to leave. But her little hand came out of the crack in the quilt, totally unconsciously Got his index finger.

The warm and soft touch entangled his cool index finger, which also made Li Beichen stop for a moment and confused his mind

He stopped to look back. Seeing that her eyes were still closed, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she was sleeping very uneasily. Even the strength of grasping his fingers was increasing a little bit She seems to be struggling in a dream. His finger became her only dependence.

Li Beichen couldn't bear to leave her.

He sat down on the edge of her bed and brushed his long finger over her broken hair. His voice was very low and light: "have you had a nightmare?"

Gentle action, like a silent comfort, let Xiaoqing gradually calm down in the dream. However, her mouth began to murmur: "why Why is it always so Asshole... "

It's her helplessness.

There's nowhere to say.

Li Beichen couldn't help but feel distressed. He bent over and promised that at the moment when she couldn't hear or see, his voice was too soft to speak: "I'll try not to."

As soon as the palm of his hand turned, he held her hand in the palm of his hand, and quietly guarded the night by the side of the bed.

The night was cold and the room was warm.

Although Li Beichen knew that this kind of tranquility was just a mirror! Once she wakes up tomorrow, she will continue to hate him. Continue to exclude him, will continue to be unhappy

But -

Li Beichen looked at her already calm sleeping face and thought helplessly: what should I do Even if it was wrong, he didn't want to let go; even if he knew what she wanted, he didn't want to accomplish it.

***

the next day.

Sunlight came in through the cracks in the plain curtains. Xiao Qing wakes up on the bed in the guest room.

She opened her eyes, after a second, suddenly sat up - in the room quietly, only she was alone. On the ground, there are two slippers she kicked off at random yesterday, which are scattered on both sides of the big bed

It looks like nobody's been in.So last night's stability and dependence were all illusions in her dream Yes, what kind of stability and dependence does she want to find here?

Xiaoqing laughs at himself and looks at this strange place. His heart gets cold again. When she found her slippers and got out of bed, she made a little noise, but the door was knocked, and mother Zhang's voice came in: "Miss mu, are you awake? I'm Zhang ma

***

all the toiletries were brought by Zhang ma.

After Xiaoqing had finished taking care of her room, Zhang Ma took her to the restaurant and kindly advised her: "Miss mu, that room was just a small one, and there were not all the things in it. How about tonight... " Why don't you sleep upstairs?

Everything is ready there!

"I'll take this one." Xiao Qing interrupts her, emphasizing her voice.