Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 327 The Scene of Cherry Blossoms Flying in the Sky

The spoon collided against the wall of the bowl, making a crisp sound, as if to cover up something, he lowered his eyes, and after a while, until he scooped out another spoonful of porridge and raised his eyes to meet her gaze, he shook his head slightly: "I don't know. "

"I don't know, why did you save me?"

The masked person's eyes were unmoved: "Drink the porridge first, your current body is only suitable for light food."

With such a relaxed tone, he completely avoided her questioning.

Xiaoxue really didn't know if he avoided it on purpose, or if he didn't hear it at all.

Under the careful care of the masked man, the bowl of porridge was emptied, and Xiaoxue tried to make something out of it, but he always avoided answering.

He got up, quickly withdrew the eyes that lingered on Xiaoxue's face, and stroked her from the cushion to lie down, without further words, turned around, and was about to leave.

Xiaoxue raised her head, looked at his bleak back, and opened her mouth: "Good night!"

The masked man paused slightly, and slowly landed on his toes. It took only a moment, his pace quickened, he opened the door, and disappeared from Xiaoxue's sight.

That night, Xiaoxue didn't sleep well, her hands were tied behind her back, she could only sleep on her side, she had been sleeping deeply during the day, but she had already lost sleepiness at night, and stared at the ceiling a little blankly.

Many things are entrenched in her brain, thinking wildly, disturbing her mind.

I remembered what Lin Shan said during the day: Brother, forget it, she is just a woman, why do you make things difficult for her, what good is Luying, that woman doesn't want you anymore, you will only ask for trouble if you keep those things .I can't stand it anymore, I'm fed up with your current appearance, look at you now, just for a woman, is it worth it?She can't see it, and she won't care about it. She doesn't love you, she just doesn't love you. If you are like this, you will only make people look down on you.

After thinking about these words, Xiaoxue felt a little stuffy in her heart. This kind of unreasonable emotion made her restless in the sleepless night, and the flesh of the wound seemed to become extremely itchy.

She didn't intend to untie the rope either, her skin was injured and indeed she couldn't touch it with her hands.

For this reason, Xiaoxue tossed and turned, the bed shook slightly, causing Qingyang Linshan to wake up from the dream.

"What's wrong with you?" She opened her sleepy eyes, and with the help of the light cast by the wall lamp, she saw the sweat rolling down Xiaoxue's forehead.

There was a dry towel on the bedside table. She picked it up and wiped Xiaoxue's forehead: "I heard from that weird man that you can't take a bath yet, and you must be feeling unwell. You can only endure it."

Xiaoxue gave a light grace, and turned sideways again, with her back to Qingyang Linshan.

Qingyang Lin Shan said in a low voice behind her back: "As a person, the biggest advantage of me is that I keep my promise. Although I promised to keep you safe and sound but failed, I will take good care of you while you are raising your body. My brother, do something nice."

After the end of the sound, when Xiaoxue turned around again, she fell asleep resolutely.

The exquisite face made Xiaoxue feel somewhat similar, but she couldn't recall the complete face even if she squeezed her head.

In City F, China, I heard from a woman who claimed to be her sister more than two years ago that that was her hometown, and that her disaster came from the night, and it was he who ruthlessly pushed her to the cliff.

What she has to do now is to find him and understand the inside story of that year.

But first of all, it would be easier for her to go to F city than to find Heiye.

After Xiaoxue made up her mind, she still couldn't sleep. As long as she didn't move around, the wound wouldn't hurt too much, but when she was about to sit up, the wound was involved, and she grinned hoarsely, sweating profusely.

But Xiaoxue never tended to be at a disadvantage. She barely sat up, went down to the ground, and stepped on the floor with her bare feet, cold and piercing.

The sofa in the bedroom is next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Xiaoxue stands there, looking at the night scene outside the window, the sky is full of stars, it looks like the weather is really nice.

But Xiaoxue felt a burst of depression hit her heart, as if she was being strangled by something.

Her love for the night has haunted her until now...

……

The morning light shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the soft morning makes Qingyang Lin Shan stretch out comfortably.

Lying down in big characters, kicking off the quilt, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, when he remembered, he suddenly shouted: "Bring me the clothes."

There was no response for a long time, Qingyang Lin Shan frowned unhappily, sat up, and then suddenly realized that her current identity is not the eldest lady who stretches out her clothes and opens her hands to eat.

The clothes were still the same as yesterday, and she took care of Xiaoxue yesterday, but finally couldn't withstand the attack of sleepiness, and fell asleep beside Xiaoxue.

Touching the quilt next to her, Xiaoxue was gone. She was shocked, thinking that the woman had left her and ran away, but when she looked up, she saw the woman lying on the sofa, and her heart finally fell.

Xiaoxue fell on the sofa, knees bent, curled up like a silkworm chrysalis.

Qingyang Lin Shan rubbed her eyes, approached the sofa, and shook Xiaoxue's body: "Hey, wake up, you'll catch a cold if you sleep like this."

Xiaoxue didn't even wear a decent dress, she was still wearing the pure white dress from yesterday, her left chest was torn open, and the wound was wrapped in gauze, she was definitely going to catch a cold overnight.

Therefore, when Qingyang Linshan's hand touched Xiaoxue's side, she felt a little hot.

When she lifted up Xiaoxue's body, her cheeks were rosy and clear, and her hair was wet with sweat, standing upright one by one.

She patted Xiaoxue's cheek with her palm, and opened her hazy eyes after a while.

"Why are you sleeping here alone? Look, you have a high fever." Qingyang Lin Shan complained, frowned and stared at Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue sat up with Qingyang Linshan's strength.

The morning light outside the window shrouded Xiaoxue's body, giving her a bit of warmth, but she still felt a tinge of coolness. The man who sat on the sofa last night and hadn't thought about it for a long time, was injured and his body was weak. Recalling it in my brain like a storm.

Even in the dream, there are scenes of cherry blossoms flying all over the sky.

Jiang Ziqin is also missing, and [Lin Muxue] is still missing. She said that Ziqin would be found for her, but two years have passed, and no one has been found.

Seeing Xiaoxue's dull gaze, Qingyang Lin Shan put her hands on her shoulders and shook her twice: "Your brain isn't burned out, is it?"

Xiaoxue raised her head slowly: "I'm fine."

The door was knocked and then pushed open, the masked man came striding over, with a tray in his hand, two bowls of porridge on the coffee table, no one looked at him, his eyes were as cold as frost, he turned around and wanted to leave again.

"She has a high fever." Qingyang Lin Shan frowned as she stared at the back of the masked man.

The only response to her was the sound of the door being knocked shut.

"What a weird person." Qingyang Lin Shan said angrily.

Xiaoxue moved her arms: "Help me untie the rope."

"If you don't spare the wound, I'll untie it for you." Sitting beside Xiaoxue, Qingyang Lin Shan declared.

(End of this chapter)