When I woke up, I was secretly married

Chapter 441 Xiao Shujing’s True Identity Is Yun Han, Young Master of the Yun Family (23)

The blur in Bai Jiaojiao's eyes prevented her from noticing Xiao Shujing's slender eyelashes fluttering.

The tearing pain in her chest made her feel that her soul and heart had been torn apart by Xiao Shujing. She was in so much pain that she wanted to die once and for all, so that she would not be in pain anymore.

She wants to die.

She wanted to die once and for all.

As long as she dies, she won't have to work hard day and night, she won't have to avenge her mother Li Shuya, she won't have to be angry with her grandma, and more importantly, she won't have to feel the pain because of Xiao Shujing's relationship. The heart-piercing pain produced.

Her love for him was sweet when she was happy, but when she was unhappy, it pierced her heart and soul like a sharp knife, forcibly trying to break all her sweetness and make her suffer.

very sad.

A sadness that she had never experienced before burst out in her heart. This kind of sadness was not like the pain, resignation and incompetence she felt every time when she thought of her mother's death.

Some of her pain towards Xiao Shujing was her anger, because he lied to her, lied to her.

Why did she lie to her, she couldn't figure it out.

So what if he approached him as Yun Han?Even if he couldn't sit in a wheelchair humanely, and his face was terribly disfigured due to a car accident, but if he had experienced every bit of the two of them being together, she believed that he would still fall in love with him without hesitation.

Because what she loves is not his face, but his people, his heart, and his affection.

"I love you..." she said hoarsely and sadly, "I love you very much, you know, you know that I have always loved you. But now I don't know how to face you, because I I don't know whether to call you Xiao Shujing or Yun Han when facing you."

"You open your eyes and look at me, tell me should I call you Xiao Shujing or Yunhan? Wake up, wake up and tell me, let me know whether I love Xiao Shujing or Yunhan, or me Should I hate Yunhan or Xiao Shujing?"

Tears poured out of her eyes and dripped onto Xiao Shujing Ruxue's neck. She was only focused on crying and looking at him, but she didn't notice that when her tears fell on his neck, the tears instantly melted a layer of frost on his skin.

And her teardrops disappeared on Xiao Shujing's neck through the pores, as if her tears never fell on him.

"Are you Xiao Shujing, or Yunhan?" Bai Jiaojiao wept sadly at Xiao Shujing in front of her, "I'm completely lost, I don't know how to face you, wake up and tell me, wake up... ..."

But no matter how many times Bai Jiaojiao spoke, Xiao Shujing fell into a deadly coma except for a few lashes of his eyelashes.

Bai Jiaojiao was very cold, and when she opened her mouth to exhale, she exhaled the hot white mist that could only be found in winter, and her frail body was frozen stiff by him.

She crouched on Xiao Shujing's body, her eyes became more and more blurred, tiredness rushed towards her like a tide, making her eyes close little by little.

"You can freeze me to death, and die in your arms. Although I have many regrets in this life, I am willing, because I love you, love you very much, and I love you deeply with all my strength and affection..." When her mosquito-like voice was about to lose consciousness, she said these words to Xiao Shujing, and her vision went dark.

At this moment, Xiao Shujing's long and slender eyelashes with white frost on the tip fluttered slightly again, as if he would wake up at any moment.

Time disappears little by little.

Not far away from the window, the rainstorm gradually stopped, and gusts of cool wind came in from the window, blowing up Bai Jiaojiao's long black hair lying on Xiao Shujing's body.

Bai Jiaojiao's long black hair was originally docile and scattered outside Xiao Shujing's white clothes, but the wind blew her long hair, making her black hair fly and finally fell on his neck, and on his sharp-edged handsome face. On his frosty white hair.

Xiao Shujing was lying on the bed like a perfectly carved ice sculpture, only his eyes moved slightly, as if trying to wake up.

At this moment, his silver hair was whiter than snow, and Bai Jiaojiao's long black hair brought a touch of color to his whiteness.

Then, when Bai Jiaojiao's long black hair inadvertently fell on Xiao Shujing's white hair, the ice on that hair slowly froze her black satin hair as if alive.

Such a strange scene appeared in this room, and Bai Jiaojiao unintentionally fell on Xiao Shujing's snow-white hair like wildly growing vines, slowly dyeing her hair white along the ends of her black hair.

This scene was not seen by anyone, because there were only Bai Jiaojiao and Xiao Shujing in the room, and Xiao Shujing was unconscious, while Bai Jiaojiao, who had just recovered from a serious illness and was extremely weak, was so cold that Xiao Shujing passed out.

No one had ever seen this seemingly fantastic scene happen, but although the black and white hair of Bai Jiaojiao and Xiao Shujing who were entangled inadvertently turned white in the end, there was only one word for the two of them to agree with each other.

That is, although they can't join hands to reach the white head, their silver-white hair entangled together can be regarded as a white-headed affection.

At this moment, the cold air emanating from Xiao Shujing's body enveloped Bai Jiaojiao, and the room was instantly filled with a strong snowy fragrance, which was stronger than ever.

Bai Jiaojiao once said that when Xiao Shujing fell in love with her, his body would have a very strong fragrance. At this moment, the cold fragrance of snow on Xiao Shujing's body instantly filled the whole room with the cold fragrance that belonged only to him.

And Bai Jiaojiao, who was lying on top of him, already had hoarfrost on her body just like him, and her already pale face seemed to disappear as pale and transparent as Xiao Shujing.

Her lips were not like Xiao Shujing's, no matter how cold his lips were, they would only turn pale, but her lips were black and blue from the cold, looking extremely dangerous.

The room was silent, and Gu Xinghua, who was guarding the door outside the room, raised his wrist and glanced at his Patek Philippe arm at night. When he came out, he saw that the time had passed three and a half hours.

He looked at the dean and said, "It's been three and a half hours, we should go in and see what's going on inside the house."

The dean looked at Gu Xinghua and said: "Miss Bai won't hurt Shao Yun, I think it's better to give Miss Bai some time to spend alone with Shao Yun, look..."

"Of course she won't hurt Mr. Yun, but I have to go in for safety's sake, because she is recovering from a serious illness. I saw her very weak earlier, and I was worried that she would faint." Gu Xinghua looked at the dean with a serious expression.

Then he paused and pointed out: "You can call Miss Bai in front of her, but you should address her as Mrs. Yun in front of us."

When the dean heard Gu Xinghua's words, he hurriedly said apologetically, "Yes."

Gu Xinghua looked at the closed door, and he said it clearly and affirmatively: "Bai Jiaojiao will only belong to Mr. Yun, and only she can take the position of Mrs. Yun in this lifetime."

　Renovation

　　
　
(End of this chapter)