You From The Game

Chapter 103: Lame Gangster's Petite Wife

Xia Qiu slowly lowered her eyelashes and did nothing.

It's a thorny durian.

Durian didn't want to hurt the brave witch cat, so she could only hold the blanket tightly, backed back softly, and said, "You're not bad, you...you look good."

Some people say that the brave magic buff has thirty seconds, which can support the strength of bravery, but only three seconds.

With three seconds of strength and ten seconds of hard work, I felt a little discouraged at this moment.

She didn't know why she did it just now, but at that moment, she didn't want Xia Qiu to be far away from her.

The body is near, the soul is near and far.

But she still couldn't help reaching out.

She wanted to capture the soul in her eyes that was far and near, if only for a second.

Sure enough, once people have desires, they are easy to be greedy.

However, she didn't have time to see the closeness of that second, she was immersed in her taste and almost got carried away.

"I just smelled a really nice scent on you."

Lu repented, her slender and beautiful figure hidden under the bathrobe, she bent her eyes and hid her emotions deeply, "Xia Qiu, you must be super powerful magic."

The kind of magic that the deeper you read, the closer you get, the more you like it.

Xia Qiu looked at her without speaking.

She wants to say, you are the little witch who knows magic, making her world a mess.

"Damn!"

Xia Shi was seventeen years old and full of energy, he couldn't ignore the humiliation of kneeling down with a little sparrow.

And the next day, all the "powerful generals" he put in Xiaqiu's villa were dismissed, and this time he didn't pay a penny of severance pay, and even let out a word, who would dare If you want those people, you will be right against the Xia clan.

Those people are all unemployed.

Xia Qiu was obviously warning him.

But...why!

Xia Shi clenched his teeth, the strong smell of blood and shame filled his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Master, what Mr. Xia did this time is too much..." Someone whispered behind him, "She is deliberately humiliating you."

"Xia should belong to you..."

Xia Shi clenched his fists tightly, his temples bulged, and looked angry, "Why should she...why should she humiliate me!"

She killed his mother, took away the family business that should have belonged to him, and managed everything that should have belonged to him - he just wanted to get an apology, by the way Just get everything he deserves!

Why, after killing her mother, that woman didn't even bother to apologize!

And humiliating her like that!

He just pushed the woman and she made him kneel!

His young master of the Xia clan, who did he kneel before? ! He didn't even kneel before his father!

Everything, nothing to be afraid of.”

Yes.

She always looked at him with those cold and mocking eyes.

Yes, she holds power and interests, she is high above, when she looks at him, she always looks like she is looking at a little hamster with jumping feet—

Yes.

This is it.

She always has an easy time...getting everything he can't.

The woman…

Xia Shi clenched his fists unwillingly, and his eyes almost burst with blood.

Her arrogant eyes and indifferent smile, always like the shadow of his life, follow him.

and disgust.

But, she obviously took everything from him, didn't she?

In Xia Shi's childhood memories, there is no mother, obviously he is the mother's biological child, but the mother prefers Xia Qiu.

He was awakened by thunder in the middle of the night, crying to find his mother, and told his very good servant that her mother was with his sister.

A "sister."

He went to find it alone.

It was a sunny summer day. Xia Shi will always remember the huge sycamore tree growing in the villa. , The mother, who has always been serious and indifferent to him, was wearing casual clothes, sitting on the vine swing hanging from the tree, with a sweet smile like a girl, and in front of her, a girl in a beautiful lace dress stared blankly She looked, and there was a confused but lonely light in her eyes.

"Mom."

His mother pointed at herself to the girl and said softly, of course, you can also call my name. "

She didn't call her name or her mother, she just looked at her with those quiet and lonely eyes.

The corner of her mother's mouth was very gentle, and she stretched out her hand, "It doesn't matter if you don't shout... But can you come over?"

His solemn and indifferent mother never showed him that kind of tenderness, and never said such a thing.

At that moment, he was jealous of that girl.

Jealousy, no.

…

Xia Shi came back to his senses.

"So, just pull her down from that position." The voice behind her was a little bewitching, "She doesn't have any arrogant capital, you want her to kneel down and apologize to you , is also easy.”

"Those who hold power always have enough power to speak."

Mother obviously likes summer and autumn so much.

She killed her! !

In addition, the murderer did not apologize, and even stepped on the bones of his mother, becoming more and more arrogant!

Xia Shi closed his eyes, turned his head, looked at the woman behind him, his eyes were silent, "Do you want me to cooperate with you?

"Yes." The woman is professional.

Naturally not as good as the Xia clan, and Xia Qiu didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. After taking power, he suppressed the Lu family everywhere.

The Lu family's life was very difficult, so he naturally set his sights on Xia Shi.

Although Xia Shi's surname is Xia, half of the blood belonging to the Lu family still flows through her body.

The more Xia Shi hates Xia Qiu.

It will be more beneficial to the Lu family.

For the first time, Xia Qiu did not sleep in the basement.

She watched Lu Hui fall asleep.

Lu Hui was very happy because she wanted to stay, but she quickly shattered her happiness.

"I see you are asleep." Xia Qiu said, "I have to go back there."

Lu Hui was a little disappointed, but soon became happy again, she was sitting on the soft Simmons hugging the pillow, the delicate crystal chandelier above her head was bright, and her eyes were also bright. , "Will you watch me fall asleep?"

Xia Qiu made a "hmm".

"If I keep falling asleep." Lu Hui said, "Will you keep looking at me?"

Xia Qiu looked at her silently.

Lu Hui pouted and leaned on the bed hugging the pillow, "...Okay."

—Xia Qiu is looking at her... She is looking at her...

—She seems to have forgotten to cut her toenails... It's not good to be seen when you shrink back...

—Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I knew that I had painted my bottle of misscandy red bean ice nail polish, and the color matched her little feet.

…

—how could she fall asleep when she looked at her like this!

—…will she keep watching if she can’t sleep? How tiring... She must fall asleep quickly...

…Damn! How can this be sleepy! Who can sleep here!

She pulled the quilt up and covered her head, "I hate people watching me sleep, you better go."

Xia Qiu looked at the lovely group on the bed and felt a little reluctant to leave, but she couldn't sleep here either.

Her legs, and her self-esteem, do not allow her to be surrounded by people when she sleeps.

So "Oh", "Then I'm leaving."

Lu Hui: "…"

Listening to the sound of the wheels grumbling away, Lu Hui was in the quilt and slapped himself on the face with an expressionless slap.

"Clap."

Her mood, and her name, are very suitable at this moment.

Lu Hui ah Lu Hui...Are you stupid...

This room regretted and regretted that she couldn't sleep. Over there, Xia Qiu went to the room where she occasionally stayed.

She usually sleeps in the basement, but sometimes she sleeps in the villa's room.

Only, this is occasional, really occasional.

A year, once, twice.

For example, during Chinese New Year and Mid-Autumn Festival, from the mountain, you can see the distant city bursting with fireworks, lighting up the lonely night sky without stars.

At that time, she would feel that she seemed to have a little bit of human fire.

It seems that living is not a difficult and boring thing.

The room was often cleaned, and it was very clean. She opened the curtains, and the starlight and moonlight came in tonight. You can see the starry sky in summer and autumn, and you can also see the stump of a plane tree not far away.

She was slightly absent-minded.

She closed her eyes and drew the curtains. The thick gray curtains blocked the unique bright light of the night. However, it may not be a place she is very familiar with. At this moment, the darker it is, the kind of Loneliness and pain are more and more invisible.

Come down, the grass is full of green grass.

The very thin woman who was tortured by psychotropic drugs showed a pale and noble smile, held her hand, and called her name gently.

"Autumn."

It's like an inescapable spell.

The woman's body was too thin. She had been on a hunger strike for three days, but she still had strength. She held her hand and told her gently that she was her pride.

—"You are the pride of mother."

"The world is so dark." Her eye sockets were sunken, making it even darker and larger, "You just stand there, as if glowing."

"People who shine are always easy to provoke love, jealousy, and, inescapable, loneliness."

Swallows have a sweet voice, but they start to touch the ground and fly very low.

That heralds a storm to come.

"Why, Qiuqiu." The woman's voice became more and more hoarse, with a little joy that was about to be released, and the pain that could not be escaped in this life, "You are so beautiful, so excellent, why, I see you, don't you feel warm?"

"You're my only, dearest child..."

"Why..."

"Looking at you...I'm still so lonely..."

Xia Qiu remembered that woman's tears, crystal clear, like the gorgeous crystals decorated on the chandelier.

Her hands were cold without any temperature.

She held Xia Qiu's hand with a serene expression, and lost her last breath.

The rain fell, and the swallows returned to their nests.

She was only four years old at the time, and she vaguely understood life and death.

But I don't understand, a depressive patient, trying to get love from a child who doesn't understand anything, a barren heart.

But when I lost her.

For the first time in summer and autumn, I feel cold.

Feeling very cold, very cold, very cold... lonely.