Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 97

Luo Yunqing sat stiff like a statue in the hut covered with straw, looking at the little woman busy in the tent for a moment, she was busy carrying the quilt into the tent and laying the bed, and she didn't look at him from the beginning to the end. Taking a look here, it's as if he doesn't exist at all.

"General Manager Luo, you should sleep in a tent. I'll sleep in the thatched shed!" Song Hao walked to the side of the thatched shed, and said politely to Luo Yunqing, seeing that he sent so many supplies to the disaster area, Song Hao respected and admired him very much in his heart.

"No need!" Luo Yunqing kept staring at the little woman over there with his deep eyes, and said two words lightly.

Song Hao continued to persuade without giving up: "You are not used to sleeping, this straw will cut people, I am used to it—"

"I said no!" Luo Yunqing was finally willing to look away, turned his gaze coldly to Song Hao's face, and blocked Song Hao's good words of persuasion in an impatient tone.

Being murdered, Song Hao's face suddenly showed a trace of embarrassment, and he was a little bit unable to get off the stage, when a call came from the tent——

"Song Hao!"

Song Hao raised his eyes to follow the prestige, and saw Xiao Si was waving at him, and raised his voice to him, "Come and help me!"

"Oh, here we come!" Song Hao immediately nodded in agreement, and quickly walked towards Xiao Si, then squatted beside Xiao Si, and asked, "How can I help?"

Xiao Si raised his finger and pointed to another tent next to him, and said to him almost commandingly: "Go in! Sleep!"

Song Hao blinked, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Luo Yunqing who was sitting stiffly in the straw shed. He saw Mayor Luo looking at them with extreme resentment, and Song Hao couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart. ...

Without saying anything, Song Hao got into the tent obediently, Xiao Si immediately blew out the candles, pulled up the tent and put on the quilt, and went to sleep with peace of mind.

Perhaps it was due to being too tired these days, Xiao Si fell asleep quickly, the warm blanket, the sweet dreamland, everything was beautiful, except for the occasional sigh that did not belong to her interspersed in the dream...

So resentful, so sad, so desperate... a sigh.

Sigh?
Xiao Si opened her eyes suddenly, and looked out of the tent reflexively, and she saw a dark figure sitting outside her tent——

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Si was taken aback, but immediately realized who was sitting outside, and in the darkness, she tightly frowned in displeasure.

He couldn't sleep, even if he didn't close his eyes for two days and two nights, even if he was physically and mentally exhausted, even if he was exhausted to death, but he just couldn't sleep.

No one can understand the ecstasy and excitement in his heart. As long as he thinks that his little girl is not dead, he can't calm down at all. This is not only the joy of losing and regaining, but more importantly, his heart is finally no longer lonely and lonely , No longer suffering from devastation and suffering every night.

He didn't want to wake her up, he just wanted to get closer to her, even if he just stood silently in front of her tent, his heart would feel very warm, and she wouldn't understand how much he wanted to take her into his arms Here, he was about to go crazy...but he didn't dare!

Even though he didn't do it on purpose, he still woke her up. He looked at her deeply, saw the displeasure and coldness in her eyes, and his heart felt like a knife...

Looking at each other silently, after a while, he finally couldn't help the surge and longing in his heart, and said to her in a low voice: "Come out!"

Habitual orders, but faintly trembling, he stood up gently after speaking, took a few steps outside, and then stood silently, waiting for her.

Xiao Si frowned fiercely, looked at his stiff back coldly, she pursed her red lips and hesitated, about a minute later, she let out a sigh of relief, slowly crawled out of the tent, and walked towards him.

She walked to his side, but didn't stop, but went straight forward. In this small mountainous area, she knew very well where it was more hidden.

Even though her left foot was slightly lame, she walked as usual in the dark night. Luo Yunqing followed her tremblingly, trying to help her but dared not. He had never walked such a small path, and he was still in such a dark environment, so In fact, he couldn't take care of himself, but he couldn't help worrying about her safety.

After walking silently for a while, the little woman walking in front suddenly swayed slightly, so frightened that Luo Yunqing hurriedly reached out to help her, and whispered worriedly: "Be careful..."

"Take care of yourself!" Xiao Si sneered contemptuously, and opened his extended hand with a wave.

With a sound of 'dong', Luo Yunqing was shaken by Xiao Si's wave, unable to stabilize for a moment, suddenly fell to his knees on the potholed path, embarrassed and sad...

There was another laugh, cruelly resounding in the air, she stared at him indifferently, as if she was spurning his uselessness, she couldn't even walk steadily...

It was dark all around, he didn't know where it was, her ruthless laughter filled his ears, he knelt on the ground on one knee, his heart was suddenly filled with sadness, he was very sad, really sad, her love for Song Hao The gentleness and the cruelty to him all made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to die...

Suddenly, he stood up suddenly, opened his arms and hugged her tightly, his tall body trembled, and tightly shackled her in his arms, his lips pressed against her ears and choked in pain: " Xiaoxiao..."

Such sadness, such resentment, such a pitiful choked sob, vividly expressed the sadness and pain in the man's heart, but the little woman just quietly let him hold her, without struggling or resisting, with a blank face from the beginning to the end. The expression...indifferent!
"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..."

He called her one after another, tightened his arms and held her tightly in his arms, truly feeling her existence, he was ecstatic and worried about gains and losses, so he really wanted to hold her like this forever, forever Don't let go.

Time passed by every minute and every second. He put his arms around her unbearable waist, and clasped the back of her head domineeringly yet tenderly with the other. He buried his face in her hair, and took a deep breath that belonged to her. breath, he really really missed her...

Xiao Si's face was expressionless, and she frowned fiercely to hold back her impatience. Her little bones were aching as if they were being strangled by him, and her patience was disappearing bit by bit.

Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, and said two words extremely coldly: "Let go!"

Her voice was so cold, and there was a strong sense of threat in her tone. He didn't want to let go, but his hands loosened little by little. He didn't want to make her angry, and he didn't dare to...

He reluctantly released her slowly, lowered his eyelids slightly and looked deeply at her somewhat blurred outline in the darkness. He raised his trembling hand, and carefully parted the bangs on her forehead with his slender fingers, pointing Jian gently stroked the hideous scar with all his heartache, his heart throbbed with pain, excruciatingly painful...

"What's wrong with your forehead?" His voice was hoarse and trembling, his eyes full of pain stared at her cold face for a moment, and then his eyes slowly slipped down and landed on her left leg, thinking that she had suffered He couldn't help but choked up slightly after such suffering: "And your feet... Did you get hurt because the prison car overturned?"

Xiao Si looked at him coldly, and his thoughts opened up the heart-wrenching memory following his words. Slowly, she pursed her lips, revealing a cruel sneer——

"It's just lucky to be injured, isn't it? Compared with the other two people in the prison car at the same time, I'm really lucky that I didn't die!" A sneer sneered at the corner of her lips, and she looked at her with the utmost contempt Looking at him, her tone was so calm, as if she was talking about someone else instead of herself.

Luo Yunqing's face was pale, and his heart was like a knife. He thought of the burnt corpse... Fortunately, fortunately, it wasn't her, she would not know that after the incident, every time he closed his eyes, it was the burnt corpse Jiao's corpse, and every time she couldn't help but imagine the pain she had suffered, she would not know how much he hated herself, how incompetent she was, how much she let her die in pain, and wished to die with her...

Under his eyes full of guilt and heartache, she still sneered, and raised her hand to touch the scar about a finger long on her forehead, her tone became calmer and more cruel——

"Are you asking how this scar on my forehead came about? Glass! The window glass was broken and fell on my forehead by such a coincidence!" The smile on her face suddenly added a bit of gloom, and she slightly supported her small face , stared at him with clear and indifferent eyes without blinking, and said in a breathless voice: "Tell me, why didn't the glass fall on my face? Or it fell on my neck and cut open the carotid artery." -"

"Stop it!" Luo Yunqing yelled suddenly, his face was instantly pale and bloodless, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, staring at her, his heart ached to death.

The little woman raised her eyebrows pretending to be puzzled: "Why didn't you tell me? Didn't you ask me this? You said that after the carotid artery was cut, the blood—"

"Don't say it, I beg you...don't say it..." Luo Yunqing's heart ached, he clenched his hands and begged for breath, he couldn't help imagining such a bloody and terrifying scene following her description, he couldn't stand it He couldn't imagine his beloved little woman suffering that kind of pain, it was a million times more painful than putting him to death.

He begged so humbly, his handsome face was distorted by pain, she looked at him coldly, her eyes were full of sarcasm and contempt——

"Okay, let's not talk about this." She nodded, licked her red lips casually, and said softly with compassion, but before giving him a chance to breathe, she immediately said: "Then let me tell you Talk about my legs!"

She just looked at his ashen handsome face so coldly, smiled heartlessly, tiptoed slightly to approach his face, and breathed like blue: "When the car rolled down the hill, the carriage deformed and my legs Pressed down, there was a 'click' sound, the bone was 'crushed', and it will never get better in this life—" She deliberately accentuated her words, every word and every word, extremely cruel.

"Stop it..." Luo Yunqing hissed softly, remorse and guilt gnawed at his heart like venom, how could he make his little woman suffer so much, she said her leg...can't get better the...

Seeing his guilt and pain, Xiao Si... No, the sneer on Yan Yixiao's lips deepened a bit, and he slowly turned his back to him, looking at the dark surroundings in front of him with cold eyes, and said slowly : "It was so cold that day, and there was a lot of snow. Do you know how I got out of there in the dark winter night? I crawled! Do you know how long I crawled? I climbed to—"

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..." He couldn't take it anymore, and screamed in pain, he opened his arms and hugged her tightly from behind, pressed his trembling lips against her ears, and choked hard: "Please don't say it, Stop talking, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao is sorry..."

With a 'puchi', she covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, her laughter was full of sarcasm and contempt, she said with a nonchalant smile, "Boss Luo, why are you saying sorry? It's none of your business!"

"Xiaoxiao..." He hugged her tightly, and took her small body into his arms. He was so uncomfortable. Hearing what she said was more painful than gouging out his heart. His little woman ate so much. How bitter, he felt so distressed, so painful, so painful...

Slightly frowning, Yan Yixiao sneered ironically, she could feel the pain emanating from his bones, and the more he was in pain, the more comfortable she would be...

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He kept confessing in her ear, his heart was extremely uncomfortable, and his voice was hoarse: "Xiaoxiao, I know you hate me—"

"I don't hate you!" Almost immediately, she said coldly with the utmost indifference.

"No, you hate me, I know—"

"No! I don't hate you!"

She repeated, emphasizing firmly, then turned around little by little, looked at him with her little face slightly propped up, and continued nonchalantly——

"I just don't love you anymore!"

I just don't love you anymore... just don't love you anymore... don't love you anymore...

Like being in a valley, her cruel and cold words echoed in her ears over and over again, like a nightmare, like a curse, like venom, gnawing at his heart alive...

The light and fluttering tone floated slowly in the air like wisps of blue smoke, so illusory, but full of lethality, he instantly felt a sense of despair that was more painful than death, spreading in his heart bit by bit...

No love, no hate...

He would rather she hate him. In that case, even if it is in the name of hatred, at least he is still in her heart. What he fears most is when she says so coldly that she doesn't hate him...

She doesn't hate him, he is insignificant to her, stranger than a stranger, he has been driven out of her world by her, she doesn't want him, completely doesn't want him...

What else is more desperate than such a cruel fact...

She looked at him in pain with cold eyes, her eyes didn't move at all, they were cold from beginning to end, and then she said politely and indifferently: "Mr. Luo, I'm doing well, please don't disturb my life!"

He was in a hurry, he took a step forward in a panic and wanted to hug her, hissed eagerly: "I'm not good! But I'm having a bad time, Xiaoxiao, I—"

"That's your business!" Yan Yixiao took a step back, avoiding his hand, and said coldly with a sneer: "Whether your life is good or not, I have nothing to do with it!"

not my business……

Luo Yunqing's hand froze in the air, his eyes full of pain stared at the cold and heartless little woman, and finally understood——

She came back to take revenge on him, she came back to torture him, but what to do?Even if she came back to kill him...he was willing.

After Yan Yixiao finished speaking, she sneered contemptuously, then turned around and left without hesitation.

Luo Yunqing subconsciously wanted to hold her back, but when it came time, he still didn't have the courage to raise his hand. He didn't know what else he could say after holding her...

He watched her petite and thin figure slowly melt into the darkness with grief in his eyes, until he could no longer see her. His heart was piercingly painful...

what to do?She doesn't love him anymore...

I don't love anymore...

(End of this chapter)