Sick and beautiful people are not allowed to be white moonlight

Chapter 173 The young master in the Beijing circle wants to post with me in a love variety show 2
midnight.

The ward where Lingyan lived was a single ward, and the hospital was surprisingly cold at night, with a strong wind blowing.

There were chaotic footsteps outside, Yayan opened her eyes and sat up from the hospital bed.

Before turning on the light, the door was opened, and a tall and straight figure came into view.

Lingyan was silent for a while, is the door of the ward so easy to open now?

The man suddenly coughed a few times, his voice hoarse and weak.

He snapped on the light.

The incandescent lamp illuminated the whole room, and it was only then that Lingyan could clearly see the face of the person who came.

He is tall and has long legs, but is extremely thin, his skin is sickly white, his facial features are rigid and delicate, and there is a small red mole on the side of the bridge of his nose.

He was wearing a soft white shirt with the sleeves rolled up a few times, revealing his thin white wrists.

The long legs wrapped in suit pants were straight and slender.

Lingyan's brows loosened, and her sweet voice was much gentler: "You went to the wrong place."

Shen Zhixing pursed his lips, his pure black pupils moved slightly, and said slowly, "Sorry."

The voice was clean, with a slight hoarseness, as if it was burning at the tip of her ear.

Lingyan got up and looked him over from head to toe.

It was found that there were many pinholes on the back of his left hand, bruises intertwined, his skin was extremely white, and his bloodless face was expressionless.

Shen Zhixing suddenly raised his head and looked at her.

Ling Yan was taken aback, and said in a super low voice: "You entered my room."

Shen Zhixing didn't speak.

"It's inappropriate for you to trespass." Ling Yan muttered, trying to get him to apologize.

But he still didn't speak.

A pair of pure black pupils stared at her.

Ayano was silent for a while.

What's the matter with this persuasion, it looks stupid?

Ling Yan's eyes turned down to the back of his bloody hand, she held his hand naturally, and wiped off the blood with her fingers.

"elder sister."

Shen Zhixing spoke suddenly, and held her hand instead.

"Huh?" Ling Yan responded shamelessly.

Feeling his slender fingers are cold and cold.

"Can you be my model?"

"model?"

Shen Zhixing nodded slightly, his long black eyelashes drooping slightly, trembling slightly: "Can I draw you?"

This morning, when Lingyan was pushed into the ward, Shen Zhixing turned to a corner.

In the noisy corridor, he stared blankly at the emergency room, and didn't look away until he was dragged by the nanny to the department for examination.

It was a temporary decision to come here tonight, it was really abrupt.

Lingyan smiled lightly, said yes, but suddenly said: "But I need to rest now."

"Sorry." Shen Zhixing said sorry, but tightened his grip on her: "I will pay you."

"it is good."

Shen Zhixing let go of her hand, her long black eyelashes trembled again, her lips were beautifully shaped, and she pursed her lips slightly.

"Master."

"Master!"

A male voice sounded outside, it was Shen Zhixing's assistant, Fang Jin.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Shen Zhixing apologized hoarsely, took out his mobile phone and handed it to her: "I want your contact information."

Lingyan took a look and added WeChat to him.

Shen Zhixing took the phone, carefully saw that her was listed in the contacts, and then slowly put the phone back in his pocket.

The dark thin lips pursed slightly: "I'm leaving."

Lingyan looked at him and hummed.

Shen Zhixing didn't let go of her hand, and after a few minutes of stalemate, he slowly let go, turned around and opened the door, and left.

Ayayan turned off the light and continued to sleep.

………………

The news of Lingyan's suicide spread on the Internet, especially the two Weibo posts she posted were a heavy blow.

When you start loathing the world and committing suicide, everyone starts loving you.

A group of true love fans suddenly appeared on Lingyan's Weibo, telling how much he liked her and how sad he was when he heard the news.

As for these, after Aya Yan read them, she also turned off the comment function.

Half a month later, Aya Yan was discharged from the hospital.

Prefer to pack things.

The door was suddenly knocked open by gravity.

"Xie Lingyan!" Ji Ran was dressed in standard white-collar attire, with her hair pulled back, the whites of her eyes lowered, her nose pointed high, and her inverted triangle face, which was a standard mean look.

Ling didn't lift the cigarette butt, just by hearing the tone, she knew who it was.

"I raised you so much, and that's how you repay me, but you committed suicide!" Ji Ran said with an ugly face and cold eyes: "No one will like you for a person like you, and not only have I paid for you Maternal love, you still repay me by committing suicide."

"You've let me down so badly."

Lingyan raised her head and said in a calm tone, "I came only when I was well. Did you choose the wrong time?"

Ji Ran choked, and said calmly, "You have an agent to take care of you, what can I do here?"

"Your younger brother is going to take the college entrance examination soon, you, as an older sister, don't make people worry!"

"How much money do you have? Your brother said he wants to buy new shoes, transfer some to me!"

Now that she can make money raising Xie Lingyan, she certainly won't let go of this piece of fat.

Lingyan lifted the black backpack, zipped up the jacket, and put on the black peaked cap.

"No money."

"Thank you Lingyan!" Ji Ran called out twice.

She would rather clean up her things neatly and listen with her ears up. It is not easy for outsiders like her to intervene in this kind of housework.

But not intervening doesn't mean you can't make sarcastic remarks.

"It's been a long time since my daughter committed suicide and I haven't seen her to see or make a phone call. When she came here, she just asked for money. Those who didn't know thought this was some kind of super relative."

"Oh my mouth, what kind of relatives, they are obviously beggars."

Ji Ran looked at Lingyan with cold eyes, pointed at Ning Yuan and said, "You just look at others and say that about your mother?"

Lingyan hummed lightly: "I'm still [-] yuan short of hospital bills, please pay for it for me."

"Forty thousand!" Ji Ran screamed, "You black-hearted one, what are you doing to win sympathy by committing suicide? Forty thousand! Your brother can buy two pairs of shoes!"

"I won't pay this money, and I don't have it!"

Lingyan smiled: "Then get out of the way."

"You haven't paid me yet." Ji Ran stood at the door and refused to give way.

"I don't have any money." Ling Yan smiled back and stared at Ji Ran calmly: "I lent you more than 30 yuan before, when will you pay it back?"

"What borrowing!" Ji Ran was startled, and stared at her bitterly: "I'm your mother, it's only natural for you to give me money!"

"You just adopted me. I started working part-time in high school, and the university didn't even ask you to pay me a penny."

"Then I'll raise you too." Ji Ran didn't want to talk to her: "If you don't give me money, I'll make a fuss on Weibo and let everyone see what kind of white-eyed wolf you are, who is so cruel to your mother. If you have money, you don’t want to help the family, and take on your responsibility as a sister!"

Lingyan licked her lips lightly, tilted her head, and grinned: "Then you can go."

"You can not only accuse me online, but also sue me in court."

"Ji Ran, I'm waiting for your summons."

(End of this chapter)