As deep as you are as hell

"Tomorrow's banquet, can you be my female companion?" We, who are notorious to outsiders, might really be able to make a "perfect" couple.

I showed an inexplicable smile: "It depends on the weather. If tomorrow is sunny, I will accompany you to attend. If it is cloudy... In fact, Mr. Chu is full of flowers and beautiful urban beauties. hanged from a tree around his neck?"

In order to dissuade him from this idea, I even lowered my value.

"But those people are different from Miss Sofia."

I pulled out a meaningless smile, but was not moved by these few words, and even exuded the breath of "Don't fight me".

After yawning, I began to issue the "order to evict guests".

And Chu Ting's unspoken concern was also isolated outside the room by me.

Fortunately, I drove him fast enough, otherwise he would have heard my violent heartbeat, thumping, trying to get closer to him.

Just when I was about to hop upstairs with a limp, I took a closer look and found a long black thing on the sofa.

It rained heavily that night, and the sound of my mobile phone rang at the same time as the raindrops hit the ground.The name on the caller ID is Chu Ting.

"Hello?" I asked politely and indifferently, and my voice became lazy.

"If you say you're not with me, you're not with me. Don't you believe me?"

"Then go find it yourself." The call was cut off by me in less than a minute.

Looking at the torrential rain outside the window, I felt nothing in my heart, so I tucked in the quilt and prepared to fall asleep.It was just tossing and turning, but there was always a string in my mind that was tense.

What am I worrying about?
If Chu Ting braves the rain to find his recording pen, let him find it. What does that have to do with me?
But my hand went under the pillow, took out the recording pen, pressed the switch button, the red light came on, and an intermittent female voice came out of the recording pen.

That voice is all too familiar to me.

"Today is September 28th. I don't even know how many days I have been locked up in Chu's house. Every day I sit on this small balcony, watching the sun rise and the moon set, and the Qingdai in the distant mountains...but the house is empty, No one can talk to me."

"I've made a lot of assumptions, wondering if I'm already dead? If I'm still alive, why does it hurt me more than death?"

"In this world, the only person I hate the most is Chu Ting..."

The woman's voice was fluttering, and some words in the previous words were unclear, but she hated Chu Ting's words, she seemed to have used a lot of strength, and she seemed to be gnashing her teeth.

But it turns out... what made Chu Ting so anxious to find today was the recording pen I used to talk to myself at Chu's house?
I was stunned for a moment, and the recording pen was slightly hot in the palm of my hand.

Tossing and turning, still unable to fall asleep, I put on the earphones, and soothing music played in the earphones, but what I heard was the storm outside the window.

The branches were broken, the dead leaves were scraped away, the torrential rain was getting bigger and bigger, and big and small beads were falling on the jade plate... With such a heavy rain, is Chu Ting still looking for that recording pen?

There are black and white villains bickering in my heart. The black villain tells me not to be soft-hearted towards men. Chu Ting deserves what he is doing now. Chen Jiao's sincere feelings are worth paying.

The two villains were dismissed by my wave, I got up suddenly, put on my clothes and got out of bed.

I found a coin, and I summoned up the courage to say to myself, "If it's heads, I'll go find him. If it's tails, I have nothing to do with him dying in the heavy rain tonight..."

With a clang, the coin was thrown to the ground, revealing its shiny side.

Holding the handle of the black umbrella in my hand, I feel the icy coldness. I still feel a little hard to walk in the rain with my coat wrapped around me, not to mention that my clothes have already been splashed by the rain. not big.

I limped forward, and there was a heart-rending pain in my ankle. Just when my heart was depressed and I wanted to turn back, my eyes suddenly caught a familiar white figure.

That figure has appeared in my dreams countless times, and now he is hunched over and searching for something in the grass. The raindrops drip from his hair, across his eyebrows and the corners of his jaw, and then trickle into his neck.

Tick ​​tick.

At that moment, Chu Ting was as quiet as a painting.

It's just that his clothes were already soaked by the heavy rain and stuck to his body, but he didn't seem to notice it.Sensing my sight, he got up suddenly, and looked towards me as if he had a feeling in his heart, his eyes suddenly turned red.

It was a rainy and icy hug, and the umbrella in my hand fell to the ground, allowing Chu Ting to hold me.

A low, choked sound came from his throat, he was at a loss: "Sofia, I lost the only thing she left for me..."

For the first time he didn't address me as Miss Sofia.

Chu Ting hugged me very tightly, as if trying to insert me into his body.

I can feel the thinness of his chin resting on my shoulder, I can feel the trembling of his fingers around my waist, I can feel that he is like a child in childhood who lost his favorite toy and cried bitterly.

My voice became difficult for some reason: "Chu Ting, is she really that important to you?"

It is so important to take care of her relatives for four years, but it is so important to be so lost at this moment?

But if it was really important, how could he treat "Chen Jiao" so cruelly?Can a person love and hate another person at the same time?

I pushed Chu Ting away, and for a moment I felt that I was looking down at him.

In the past, I looked at him with joy, anticipation, or admiration. It was only when I was imprisoned that my eyes fell on him that there was only numbness and fear left.

Chu Ting was at a loss, and heard my sharp questions one after another: "She is a dead person now, and even her bones are probably eaten by the fish and shrimp in the sea. With this talent, you will never forget a dead person for four years." ?”

"For her, ask yourself what is on your mind? I have seen so many people and so many relationships around me. Some people can pretend to be affectionate in front of others, but they make a lot of money by writing stories about their dead wife and publishing books. Full. I have also seen couples who are loving and sweet in front of the screen, but the husband can beat and kick his wife wantonly behind the scenes. Chu Ting, which one are you?"

"After so many years, you haven't been able to get out of the past. Is it because you want to establish your affectionate personality or just want to relieve the guilt and burden in your heart?"

As soon as the words fell, I seemed to see a huge pair of white scissors appearing in mid-air, cutting off the entanglement between me and Chu Ting.

Thinking back carefully, it has been more than half a year since I returned to City A.

And Chu Tingou and I have been disconnected for so long, the wanton revenge I imagined failed to come true, and the ruin of him also failed... After all, I have softened my heart towards him, and I am extremely disappointed in myself.

Fatigue suddenly swept over my body.I feel like there are two souls in my body, one from Sofia and one from Chen Jiao.

One taught me that karma and reincarnation will eventually be rewarded, taught me to avoid anger and ignorance, and avoid the suffering of the world of mortals.And the other one was already exhausted, but still urged me to move forward.

The surface of the black umbrella was covered with mist, and when I put the handle of the umbrella into Chu Ting's hand, I clearly heard him say a faint sentence: "How do you know her?"

I smiled and didn't answer. When I limped and turned around to walk back, the pain from my ankle made my eyes turn red.

It really hurts.

I don't want to be a person whose scars heal and forget the pain.

As soon as I took two or three steps, my center of gravity was unstable, and I fell to the ground with a "plop".

My face was dirty and covered with mud, my hair was wet and felt sticky, and the hearing aid hanging by my ear fell out, and the sound of the rain faded to eight in my world. degree symphony.

In front of Chu Ting, I was always in a state of embarrassment.

After returning to the villa on this trip, I had a high fever for three days, during which I kept talking nonsense, and the word "Zhao Qingying" was the word I repeated the most times in my memory.

After waking up profusely in sweat, I saw the dark sky outside the window, with crows flapping their wings and flying by. I thought in a trance that I had been abandoned by the whole world.

My mind was confused, and Tang Shangque happened to call me when I was rubbing my temples: "Chairman, where have you been these few days?"

My headache hadn't subsided yet, so I asked him to get straight to the point. At the beginning, I entrusted him with the full authority to deal with the cooperation with Dingtong. Tang Shangque contacted me anxiously at this time, probably because of this.

But this time, Tang Shangque seldom hesitated: "Chairman, the person sent by the headquarters has arrived in City A a few days ago... But she came to the company on the first day, and clamored that if you don't come out to welcome her Wash the dust, she will not take this position."

"And at a dance the day before yesterday, she even had a hot dance with Mr. Chu of the Yuanshui Group..."

When the song "Dangerous Party" was played, the atmosphere at the dance party suddenly became noisy.

For some reason, the spotlight focused on Chu Ting, and everyone looked at him with piercing eyes, guessing that Chu Ting did not bring a female companion to the dance, which lucky one he would choose at the moment.

They all say "marriage and marriage", but there are also skills in marriage.

A wealthy celebrity like Chu Ting is naturally arrogant, and it is even more difficult for a daughter from a small family to get into his eyes.Therefore, the only best solution is to let Chu Ting develop a love for the daughter, and then the marriage will naturally come naturally.

And isn't this so-called emotional foundation slowly cultivated from this kind of social occasion?
As for Chu Ting's words about who he has in mind and who he is committed to, this kind of talk is only suitable for ghosts, and no one in this circle believes it.

At that moment, the eyes of all the female guests in the audience were filled with strange brilliance, and before Chu Ting could take any action, a white and slender hand stretched out in front of Chu Ting to invite him.

The corner of the woman's mouth hung with a determined smile, this kind of smile was too arrogant and aggressive, like a rose with thorns that often makes men want to stay away, but she dared to insist that Chu Ting would not reject her.

As a bystander, I couldn't help frowning when I heard Tang Shangque mention these old-fashioned plots. Could it be that there is no business to talk about at the ball?
He insisted on mentioning this chicken feather to me?
And what kind of intersection did Chu Ting have with any famous lady, and what does it have to do with me?
Who is he to me? !