seek her

Jing Shu stood there disheveled. She seemed to have lost her words. She had long thought that he would humiliate her. In his eyes, she was a woman who had been abused by Dong Ge, but she was able to talk and laugh with Dong Ge very happily, and she could still talk to him. The instigator drank alcohol, and Lu Jinqiao suffered everything she had experienced, but she was able to prove her will with death.

But she, Min Jingshu, not only earns a living by idling, but also makes a living by any means.

She seemed to be alive as a crime and shame, and everything she experienced seemed to deserve to die like Lu Jinqiao.

She ruined him, and he ruined her.

There is no possibility of reconciliation between the two.

She will become the victim of Ji Linjiang and Song Sipu's vicious fight.

Jing Shu suddenly felt truly sad and helpless, she lowered her head, and let out a breath, like lost dignity, tears fell uncontrollably, the corners of her tightly pursed lips trembled slightly, she was extremely sad.

His thin body swayed slightly in the early summer breeze, as if unable to withstand the shaking and devastation of such wind.

The smog rises, the bustle and bustle around the body, the crooked beer bottles, the crowd yelling and selling, and the oily smoke fill the air, which adds such a real texture to the fragility of this moment, like glass shards piercing the skin, and the pain explodes. For a while, she was thin and fragile.

Song Sipu frowned slowly, like some kind of dangerous and taboo emotion restrained, once he was swallowed by this emotion, he would die without a place to bury him, the frown slowly was like the frequency of his heart, in this kind of unreasonable danger Before the pain hit his heart, he quickly pressed down with a knife.

He knew very well that this kind of emotion would kill him, and he could only live if he kept his distance from this woman, kept his reason, and kept his hatred.

There is no mercy at all, even mercy can kill him.

The corners of Jing Shu's lips trembled restrainedly, and the helpless and fragile tears collapsed so thoroughly, she had no choice but to turn to whom to help, she didn't want to implicate innocent people, but she no longer had the strength to deal with the two at the same time. among vicious dogs.

Song Sipu is a vicious dog.

Ji Linjiang is a bad wolf.

Vicious dogs have the possibility to be tamed and become friends.

The wolf will never be able to.

Jing Shu burst into tears, there was nothing she could do, she didn't want any more innocent people to be sacrificed because of this, she didn't want to go back to Ji Linjiang, she didn't want to go back to the dark mental abuse, she didn't want that kind of perverted love, she didn't want it.

"Help me." Jing Shu whispered tremblingly, she slowly raised her teary face, big tears fell down, she gently wiped away, and there was another string of tears, "Please help me ...I...I know that I am not qualified to ask you for help...I will...I will repay you..."

Jing Shu's face, which has always been impeccable, seemed to be cut open by a knife at this moment, and the hard armor was broken away, revealing his soul riddled with scars and blood, as if he had struggled alone in hell for too long, and finally turned to As if the people on the shore stretched out their hands, she wanted someone to pull her and help her, so as not to let her drown in the deep sea of ​​hell, she was so scared.

The hard armor shattered to the ground, she was like a hedgehog whose thorns had been pulled out, showing him the softest and most helpless side, like a woman who had been stripped naked, her weakness could not be hidden, and she fell into embarrassment. Tears, constantly wiping away the tears of embarrassment, broke down and whispered, "I know he is still alive, please help me, I don't want to go back to him."

"I beg you..." Jing Shu's despondent humility fell into the dust, the scars in his eyes were as deep as a knife, and his panic was shattered, "Help me."

As if under direct sunlight, Song Sipu narrowed his eyes suddenly.

But the silence of every second is as slow as a lifetime, the crowd is bustling, and the black sports car is parked quietly on the side of the road not far from the food stall. Ji Linjiang is sitting in the back row, his pale and cold face is covered by the half-opened window. His face, his handsome outline seemed to be covered with ice, transparent and deep cold.

He watched Jingshu active around Song Sipu, watched her grab Song Sipu's sleeve, watched her stop Song Sipu, and watched her cry in front of Song Sipu, looking very pitiful , Like the ambiguous photos taken in the car, it was all her initiative.

this woman...

Ji Linjiang sneered.

As the night deepened, the business of food stalls became more and more popular. Dragons and snakes were mixed together, and there were all kinds of people. Song Sipu looked at the broken and withered woman in front of him. He slowly tightened his haughty jaw and lifted his chin slightly.

This seemed to be a subconscious action when he was injured and self-protected. The more his heart was shaken, the more arrogant he looked, as if he was using the hardest armor to protect his heart that had been cut by a knife.

Jing Shu stood in front of him.

But he felt that there was an abyss in front of him, and she was a cliff, a place of eternal doom and destruction.

He stood on the top of the cliff, he could only retreat, not forward.

He knew from a very long time ago that this woman was an abyss beyond redemption.

She goes further.

He takes a step back.

When she takes two steps forward, he takes two steps back.

Keeping a calm distance, he stifled all potential dangers in the depths of his consciousness. In the end, reason prevailed. He retreated, constantly retreating, and retreated within the safety line.

But this woman chased into his safety line.

A red light warning of danger is on.