Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 113
"Sir, are you hurt?"

Shangdu rushed into the sea of ​​fire repeatedly just now, his whole body was hot and dry, sweat flowed out as if he didn't want money, his complexion was wheat-colored, his face was blackened, and his long and narrow eyes were deep and dark.

He was still holding a water gun in his hand to cool down his body, and the fire suit was slightly open. He pulled it off, revealing a large area of ​​skin, and he could vaguely see the curvature of his powerful chest muscles.

He held a water gun in his left hand. Because he was out of the police, he didn't wear a watch on his right hand, but he wore a black wrist guard. The wrist guard was very wide, about five centimeters.

Being able to meet Ling Yan here, Shang Du's cold lips pulled slightly, and he thought it was funny and said: "You follow me closely, you have followed me here."

Lingyan couldn't keep up with his brain circuit, so she simply didn't answer, and saw the blood on the back of his hand with her sharp eyes.

She squatted on the ground, put the medicine box on the ground, and took out a bottle of iodophor and cotton swabs.

Shangdu turned off the water valve, and he casually threw the water gun on the ground. The splashed water splashed on Ling Yan's body, staining the cheongsam.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, with a fierce face, and patted her cheek frivolously: "Why, are you angry?"

He stared at her with dark eyes, and really saw anger in those beautiful eyes.

Lingyan glanced at his hand patting her face, threw the thing on the ground, and under Shangdu's surprised gaze, grabbed his hand and opened her mouth to bite it.

Shang Du sneered nonchalantly, stared at her flatly, and didn't resist until the back of his hand was bleeding, then he slowly pushed her forehead with his right hand.

His right hand was dirty and pitch-black, touched her forehead, and stained her face again.

Ling Yan grabbed his right hand, Shang Du's eyes suddenly became fierce, and he shot straight at her face, reaching out to pinch her neck, but before she had time, she had torn off the wrist guard on his right wrist.

The skin on his right wrist is very fair, which is different from the wheat-colored skin in other places.

On the wrist, there is a circle of dark red twisting and twisting scars, the inner side is located in the aorta.

Ayano was stunned.

Therefore, Shang Du did not suddenly commit suicide a year later, but that he had attempted suicide before and had suicidal tendencies.

"Does it look good?"

Shangdu's eyes were cold and fierce, he put the wristband back on to cover up the disgusting scar, his hands seemed to tremble, and he stuffed them into his pockets.

Lingyan lowered her eyes, and apologized softly to him: "I'm sorry."

He got a sneer of disdain, passed her by, and bumped Ling Yan deliberately.

Ling Yan pursed her lips, picked up the things and put them in the medicine box, and walked towards the bus platform with them.

The joking voices of several firefighters behind him could be vaguely heard.

"Shangdu, who is that girl? Your girlfriend?"

"You're fine, boy, where did you find it, it's on time and exciting!"

"Shangdu don't hide it, and introduce us to each other that day?"

Lingyan paused, and looked back, only to see the firefighters forming a circle around Shangdu.

Shang Du was copying his pockets, his head was slightly lowered, and he could only vaguely see the slight hook of his cold thin lips.

There was no ups and downs in the voice: "A troublemaker, whoever you like, go after him."

Lingyan squeezed the buckle of the medicine box tightly, turned around and walked quickly to the bus platform. The bus happened to be here within 2 minutes.

Ling Yan sat by the window, looked sideways, Shang Du was in the crowd, and shot over with sharp eyes.

She looked away and couldn't help biting her lip.

Not beaten.

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"Get out! Get out!"

Back in the courtyard, I saw Qu Jin being driven out by the woman again.

Qu Jin hung his head, his clothes were sewn and mended, full of pudding, he squatted at the door, looking at the grass on the ground quietly.

Lingyan walked straight in, unlocked the lock, and pushed the door open.

"Sister, if a person loses the desire to live, does death mean freedom?"

Ling Yan's footsteps were startled, her dark eyes narrowed slightly.

Qu Jin stood up, smiled and sighed, took out his pockets, and pulled the hoodie on his head.

"The grass grows in the crevices of the rocks. It's really hard work."

Lingyan lowered her eyes: "No one wants to die."

Why people want to die is indeed a very controversial topic, but people are not born wanting to die.

Unfavorable growth environment, social pressure, interpersonal relationship, etc. are undoubtedly a struggle against the human spirit.

You win, oppress it, you lose, become its slave, surrender your life.

Qu Jin's mother is like this, and everyone in the world is like this.

Qu Jin silently carried the snakeskin bag and left with his head down.

Ling Yan stayed in place for a few minutes, her delicate face was expressionless, and her dark eyes were coated with a faint light.

Who wants to die?
Yu Zhilian opened the door and poured a bucket of water outside, and sternly said in the direction of Qu Jin's room: "If you want to die, die sooner, what's the noise all day long, if you really want to die, you will die sooner, what kind of existence are you looking for here? , as if life is not what you want!"

"You little girl, what are you talking about!" Landlord Deng Shuixiu came in with unsold sweet potatoes, just heard this, and cast a disapproving glance.

Yu Zhilian was unhappy when she was told, she pouted and muttered.

"If you talk nonsense again, don't blame my old lady for not renting the house to you! The little girl has no idea what to say and what not to say in her family."

After Deng Shuixiu finished speaking, Yu Zhilian stamped her feet and closed the door angrily, the sound of slamming the door was harsh.

Accompanied by this sound, a woman's weeping could be faintly heard in Qu Jin's room.

Deng Shuixiu sighed quietly, took out two sweet potatoes from the red film bag, put them in front of Qu Jin's room, passed by Lingyan's room, and asked again: "Miss, do you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"

Lingyan opened the door, with a soft smile on her face: "Grandma, this roasted sweet potato smells delicious, how can you sell it?"

"No money, grandma sells the leftovers for you to eat." Deng Shuixiu took out two and stuffed them into her hands, and happily entered the house in the south.

Lingyan looked at the two roasted sweet potatoes in her hand, pondered for a moment, and put one in Deng Shuixiu's pile in front of Qu Jin's house, knocked on the door, and broke open the roasted sweet potatoes before entering the room.

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For a week, Lingyan and Shangdu didn't meet each other.

On this day, Lingyan was sorting out medicines at the clinic, and received a text message that her courier had arrived.

All the couriers in Banhai Town were placed in a convenience store at the head of the town. Lingyan looked at the time and found that it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, so she simply locked it.

Go to the convenience store in the town.

"The tracking number." The young man sitting at the checkout counter of the convenience store looked up at her.

Ayano read five numbers.

The young man found it within 2 minutes, put it on the cash register, and patted it: "What's your name?"

"Tang Lingyan."

"Okay, you are quite heavy, can you handle it?" The young man was enthusiastic, turned off the phone screen, and stared at her intently and asked.

Lingyan thanked her softly, lifted the courier box with ease, and walked like a cloud.

(End of this chapter)