Shi Sheng washed well, lay down on the bed, used the mobile phone to give the number that had never answered her, and sent a Happy New Year sentence.

She threw away her phone and shrunk into the quilt.

Why is it so tiring to chase a phoenix, don't pinch it every time.

But what if I like it?

I really want to tie him around.

[...] The idea of ​​the host is simply dangerous.

"Ding--"

When Shi Sheng was about to fall asleep, the SMS alert tone suddenly rang.

Shi Sheng reached out his hand and touched the phone and opened it, but it was a spam message. She returned to the page, and there was no reply except for the message she sent.

Shi Sheng sighed and was about to turn off the phone. Suddenly, there was nothing more than four words in the interface just now.

Shi Sheng blinked, returned and clicked in again, and then returned and clicked in again. After confirming that it was not a channel change, he immediately dialed him back.

However, no one answered the phone.

On the other side, Xi Fei looked at the mobile phone that kept shaking, and did not fall for a long while.

This feeling came too abruptly, so abruptly that he was caught off guard.

He withdrew his hand, and the whole person was paralyzed on the chair, and the light outside was clearly reflected in his expressionless face.

There was a little hesitation in indifference.

The light of the cell phone dimmed, the fireworks outside stopped, and the whole room fell into darkness.

Only the room was cold and lonely.

...

On New Year's Day, there were still very few people on the street. Shi Sheng was wrapped in thick clothes and stood on the side of the street. When the cold wind blew, it was called a cool, so cool that she wanted to cut people.

A black sports car drove past her, then backed away a moment later, the window slid down, and a burst of heating overflowed from inside.

The other party handed a bag from the co-pilot to Shi Sheng, "Both money and goods are cleared."

Shi Sheng took the bag and opened it to take out the small box inside.

"I'm sure I'll go if there's no problem." The other side waved his hand and slid onto the window. The car glide out instantly, and disappeared on the corner of the street in a blink of an eye.

Shi Sheng took the things back and went into the room to tinker for a long time. Xu Xingxing told her several times that he didn't come out.

Shi Sheng's room was cluttered with tiny parts in the end. She sat on the ground and fiddled with a watch in her hand.

A very retro watch, even if it is placed in ancient times, it will not appear abrupt.

The dial is a crystal clear flower, petals spread out, layer upon layer, lifelike, just covering the entire dial.

The position of the flower heart is just connected to the pointer. The pointer jumps and seems to drive the petals below to shake.

When Shi Sheng finished the last part, Shi Sheng looked at the watch and sighed.

The aura of this plane does not work, and the formation described has no expected effect.

When Shi Shengxuan called her for the Nth time, she collected the things and opened the door to go out.

...

hospital.

The poppy leaned on the bed and looked coldly at Leng Yan, who stood beside the bed, and his face was not very good.

He took a deep breath and spoke softly, "Can't we talk about it?"

The poppy's eyes flashed red, but he bit his lip to prevent tears from falling. "What's the talk?"

Leng Yan sat next to her, holding her shoulder, "What the hell are you going to see? Why did you run off on the day of the engagement? Do you know me..." How embarrassing?

Poppy looked at him, saying one by one: "Leng Yan, impossible between us."

"Why?" Leng Yan tightened her voice and raised her voice, "You must give me a reason."

"I don't love you anymore, do you?" The poppy also shouted, and tears couldn't hold back, swarming out of his eyes.

"You don't like me, why are you crying?" Leng Yan pinched the poppy's chin and leaned over and kissed it, rough and simple.

The poppy can only whine resistance.

"Snapped!"

"Wow!"

Leng Yan turned his head slightly, the poppy's hand stopped in midair, and blood poured from the back of his hand, drop by drop on the pure white quilt.The infusion bottle next to it broke to the ground.

"Leng Yan, we are over." The poppy supported the sadness in his heart, trying to say this sentence unsparingly.

What qualifications does she have with him.

With her son who killed her father's enemy.

"Good." Leng Yan nodded, Huo Ran got up and left.

Poppy covered her face, and the suppressed cry circulated in the ward.

She thought Leng Yan would give up, but she did not expect that Leng Yan had no intention of letting her go. When she was discharged from the hospital, the people of Leng Yan directly took her to the mansion.

She is a person who can't even walk, where is the opponent of these people.

Leng Yan came to see her almost every day, but every time she moved her foot, she was humiliated in her heart, but her body could not resist him.

After a while, she nourished her wounds, and cold inflammation became even more excessive. She ignored her wishes and used force.

During that time, Poppy's heart killed Leng Yan's heart.

To prevent her from running away, Leng Yan put away all the sharp objects in the room.

The poppy is suffering from the inside, on the one hand is the person she loves, on the other is the bloody hatred, how should she choose?

No, she didn't want to choose any of them, now she just wanted to escape.

She's a waste person, and she has no choice.

Poppy feels that someone is entering the house, and the cold will not come at this time, that is, the maid who delivers the meal.

"I don't want to eat." Poppy's voice was hoarse.

The footsteps in the back are getting closer and closer. The poppy is just physically inconvenient. Other abilities are still there. This footstep...

"Ling Yi." The poppy turned his head and saw a familiar face.

"Poppy." Ling Yi stepped forward and squatted down beside her, her face distressed. "Are you all right?"

"I..." She was not good, but what did she say, "How did you come here? It's very dangerous."

"I'll take you away." Ling Yi took the poppy's hand. "Poppy, come with me. You are not happy here."

"I……"

"Whether you agree or not, I have to take you away. I can't watch Leng Yan treat you that way." Ling Yi said firmly.

If Leng Yan treats her well, he will not say anything, but what does Leng Yan do?

Torture the girl he likes like this.

"Ling Yi, you are not a cold opponent." Poppy shook his head. Now that Black Tiger Hall is gone, the Qinglongmen family is the only one. Even if they escape, where can they go?

If caught by Leng Yan, Ling Yi will be killed. She can't watch Ling Yi die because of her.

"I'm not, but someone is." Ling Yi patted the poppy's hand. "Poppy, someone has to deal with Qinglongmen. I will take you away when the chaos comes. You wait for my news."

Ling Yi got up and kissed on the poppy forehead, "Poppy, I love you."

Perhaps he was afraid of hearing the answer he didn't want to hear. Ling Yi did not wait for Poppy's answer and quickly left the room.

Poppy raised his hand stunnedly and touched his forehead, where it seemed that the temperature of Ling Yi's lips remained.