President's Brand

Chapter 103

The quiet mountain top, deep and quiet.All the way down the ridge, there are deep ravines, bottomless.

Xi Mu withdrew her gaze, turned her head to look at him beside her, seeing Ling He's unchanging warm eyes, her heart was slightly sour.The eyes in front of him were as gentle as that morning when she bumped into his arms, but the purity in his eyes no longer existed.

"Ling He, did you intentionally get injured in that car accident on a rainy night?" Xi Mu met his gaze, and astonishment and shock flashed in his eyes.

After waiting quietly for a long time without hearing him speak, Xi Mu's heart was completely chilled, and she said with a sullen face, "The Eiffel Hotel was also arranged by you on purpose!"

Ling He was still silent, but his sword eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter. He pursed his thin lips tightly, and tightly clenched his hands hanging by his side.

"I don't know what you have done, but I understand your intention!" Xi Mu said softly, with a bitter smile on his lips, "Actually, you don't need to do those things, they were originally impossible, why bother?" How do you plan?"

Tears welled up in the eyes, although he was mentally prepared, Xi Mu still felt distressed when he really said these words, "Ling He, I know you have Mu Mu in your heart..."

Ling He raised his head abruptly, and looked into her eyes. His heart was filled with mixed emotions. Looking at the clear light in her eyes, his whole heart was tightened.

"Mu Mu!" Ling He stretched out his hand and grabbed her cold little hand, he clenched it tightly, wanting to redeem something.

"It's just that the Xi Mu in your eyes is the person in your heart, and it's no longer the me in front of you!" Xi Mu resisted the sourness in his eyes, and spoke firmly, with a sharp tone in his tone.

All of a sudden, many thoughts flooded into Ling He's mind, and Ling He felt his head went blank. He didn't know whether it was because she was shocked by her words, or because her words hit his vitals, making him unable to fight back.

Stretching out his hand, he took off the necklace around his neck, Xi Mu took off the ring on it, and held it in his hand.Opening the leather bag, she took out a folded paper airplane from the bag and put it in the palm of her hand.

Opening the two wings of the paper airplane, and putting the platinum ring in the gap of the airplane, Xi Mu laid the airplane flat on his hand, with a peaceful expression on his face, "Ling He, give me your hand!"

Seeing her series of movements, Ling He was a little dazed, and let her hold his finger, and the two of them held the white paper airplane tightly together.

"This time, let's let go together!"

Xi Mu put his fingers on one side of the paper airplane, while hers pinched the other side.All of a sudden, Ling He seemed to understand her intention, and he squeezed the paper airplane tightly with his fingers, not daring to let go.

Seeing his fingers clenched tightly, Xi Mu sucked her nose hard, holding back the surging tears, she told herself that at this moment, she couldn't cry!

"Let go!" Xi Mu stretched out that hand, opened his fingers, felt the trembling of his fingertips, she endured and endured, but still made up her mind.Breaking apart his fingers one by one, the paper plane was released from its restraints, and was immediately swept up by the cold wind, gliding towards the mountain stream.

That white silhouette, flying and circling in the sky, took away their past and love together and uprooted them.

Gradually, that small white silhouette gradually drifted away until it disappeared.Finally, the origin and the end, the love is like a dream...

Turning around, no longer looking at his standing figure, Xi Mu firmly walked away, only when she turned her back to him, did she shed tears.All the way down the mountain, she took a taxi.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun filled the earth.

The blazing setting sun outside the window, that large piece of dazzling light, scattered all over the place.

Xi Mu leaned his head against the car window, full of loneliness and misery, buried the original beauty deeply, and let go of each other's hands forever.After experiencing this young love, all she was left with was infinite melancholy.Once upon a time, she always lamented that fate tricked people, and extinguished her emotions that hadn't had time to bloom in regret.

But until today, she finally realized that their relationship did not blossom and bear fruit, and it was not caused by external disturbances.All the resentment in the past was just her illusion!

Because it is not deep enough, it cannot!

The night was deep and everything was still.

In the high-end residential area of ​​Shengjing International, a house on a certain floor was dimly lit.

In the living room, the wall lamp is dim.Liquor bottles lay in disorder on the floor, and bottles were overturned on the ground.

On the floor, Ling He was sitting on the side of the coffee table, with a drained wine bottle at his feet, the room was filled with smoke, and his face could not be seen clearly.

With a "bang", he threw the empty wine bottle in his hand on the ground. He picked up another bottle of wine, unscrewed the cork, and poured down a big mouthful of red wine with his head raised.The rose-colored liquid flowed down from his mouth, soaking the shirt on his chest, rendering large prints.

He held a lot of scattered photos in his arms, and each photo carried the memories of the past, which deeply stimulated his nerves.

Ling He casually picked up one, held it up to his eyes and looked at it, with a cold smile on his lips, holding both ends of the photo with both hands, when his wrists intertwined, a complete photo was torn into two halves, and then continued The ground was broken into sporadic pieces.

The photos in his arms were all shredded by him in this way, thrown to the roof, and then scattered in all directions.Broken photos all over the floor, scattered on the floor, occasionally revealing a corner, in the photo is the corner of a woman's smiling mouth, and there is a kind of pure beauty on that youthful face.

The revealed smile abruptly stimulated Ling He's heart, and excitement appeared in those chaotic eyes.He grabbed the photo in his arms in a panic, with a haze on his face, his five fingers tightened and he wanted to tear it into pieces.

Suddenly, a photo leaked through the gap between his fingers made him stop the movement of his hands, and the whole person gradually became quiet.

In the photo, a man and a woman are sitting under a camphor tree.The luxuriant branches and leaves covered the sky, the man's face was elegant and gentle, he hugged the woman tightly to his chest, and the woman was softly pressed against his arms, the smile on the corner of her mouth was so pure and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)