Shadow Bride

Gradually she heard it, and then she realized that her cell phone was ringing.

One after another, the melodious melody is like a touch of floral fragrance in the quiet night.

She grabbed the phone and looked at it. It was Xia Ling, the girl who didn't know what the trouble was and was always chatting happily. But Su Xingyu didn't want to pick it up, the girl was too bright, and that bright would burn her heart at this moment.

She stared at the phone motionlessly, counting seconds. After finally counting to a dozen times, the bell stopped, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, it rang again. Su Xingyu wanted to shut down, but when he thought of the girl's harassing skills, he had a cold war, and answered the phone with resignation: "Hello, Xiao Ling?"

"Xingyu, you finally answered the phone!" Sure enough, the girl couldn't wait to chatter, "Why don't you ignore me after it has been ringing for so long! Where did you go with that tyrant in your house? I didn't mean to give it to you at home today. Does he have a birthday?"

"How do you know we are not at home?" Su Xingyu was startled slightly.

"Nonsense, our two families are so close!" Xia Ling grumbled angrily, "I wanted to drag Ziheng over to eat the cake, but ended up eating a closed door! It made me quilt...Oh!"

Su Xingyu didn't hear clearly in the second half, as if the sound was suddenly muted.

On the other end of the phone, Xia Ling's very angry voice came faintly: "Pei Ziheng, I'm never finished with you!...Oh!...Hahahaha! Don't do this...!" There was a ping-pong sound of something collapsing, the phone was also Then hung up.

Su Xingyu looked at the hung up phone and sighed, that girl...

Isn't it happy to be with the person she likes?

Even through the phone, you can imagine the sweet dreamy bubbles in the air.

Su Xingyu raised his head and looked up at the starry sky. The early autumn night was so lonely as the stars twinkled.

Her ankle ached again, and tried to exert her strength, but she still couldn't get up and walk. She grabbed the phone and looked down at the phone numbers one by one. Lu Shifeng couldn't, Xie Zhen couldn't. Butler Zhong...No, she didn't want to go back yet.

Su Xingqi, Qin Mu...

Cang Er...

Ouyang Yi...

Finally, I turned to a number where I could ask for help and dialed in the past: "Hey, Lin Weilong, are you asleep?...I'm trapped on the winding road of Qinglong Mountain. I sprained my foot and can't walk. Can you trouble me? Will you pick me up?"

"Qinglong Mountain?" Lin Weilong cursed vaguely, "What are you doing in the wilderness in the middle of the night?"

Su Xingyu smiled bitterly: "I'm the one who's guilty, and my brain is flooded. Okay, you can't make it through?"

Lin Weilong scolded his mother a few more times, rustling and putting on her clothes: "Wait! Don't you have to rely on this uncle at the critical moment? You find a place to hide from the wind, and this uncle will save you!"

"I... I can't move my feet..."

"Climb over!" Lin Weilong put on his clothes, picked up the key, and cursed, "What kind of hypocrisy, if your small body catches a cold, fever, and pneumonia, it will be almost the same when I arrive to collect your body!"

The familiar curse made Su Xingyu smile happily: "Yeah."

Hanging up the phone, he moved his body leeward with difficulty, and waited quietly for Lin Weilong.

The night breeze is getting stronger, and the high-end clubhouse on the top of the mountain is still brightly lit, and you can faintly see the silhouettes of men and women dancing gracefully. As for Lu Shifeng, he didn't chase her out at all, no.

She shrank in the night breeze, her heart colder than the night breeze.

I don't know how long it took, a car hovered all the way up with its headlights at the foot of the mountain. When it was close, the light hit the trunk of the tree where she was hiding, and it stopped neatly. Two people came out of the car, one was a cursing Lin Weilong, and the other was a tall and perfect man who turned out to be Ouyang Yi. --why did he come here?

Su Xingyu looked at the two of them, dumbfounded.

Lin Weilong walked up to her first, bent down and checked her ankle with the lights of the car: "You really were here in the middle of the night, what nerves are you making? Don't be afraid of being taken by a wolf! Let me see which foot hurts. This one? Or this one?"

"Ah." She screamed in pain, then bit her lip and held back.

Lin Weilong frowned and looked at the tears in her eyes: "It hurts so much? As for it? Where is your husband? You run around in the wilderness by yourself in the middle of the night, and your husband doesn't care about you?"

As soon as the voice fell, her tears flowed down her cheeks.

Ouyang Yi couldn't see it, squeezed Lin Weilong away with one shoulder, squatted down in front of Su Xingyu, gently held her injured ankle with a pair of clean and beautiful hands, and carefully investigated: "What are we crying about? Your husband doesn't care. Of course someone cares about you."

Maybe the night breeze was too cold, maybe his voice was too warm, and her tears flowed more fiercely.

Lin Weilong on the side reacted with hindsight: "Have you quarreled with your husband?"

She lowered her head and did not speak, and Ouyang Yi, who was squatting beside her, gave him an idiot look. Then, lowered his head and said to Su Xingyu very gently: "Your bones are misplaced. I'm going back for you. It hurts. You can bear it."

She nodded, only feeling a sharp pain in her ankle and the cold sweat was falling.

Then, the feet can move.

Ouyang Yi asked her very gentlemanly: "Can I hold you in the car? Although your feet can move, they are still swollen. It is best to avoid walking these days." He did not show a cynical attitude and was considerate. To be able to drown people.

If she kept it as usual, Su Xingyu would do her best anyway, but she was too tired tonight, so she nodded again.

Ouyang Yi took off his coat and put it on her, carefully supported her waist, and hugged her into the back seat of the car.

Lin Weilong started the car and galloped away.

The heating was turned on in the carriage, and Su Xingyu's body, which was a little stiff from the cold, warmed up. After accumulating some strength, he remembered asking Ouyang Yi: "Why are you here?"

Ouyang Yi looked down at her and smiled, her eyes soft and intoxicating: "I couldn't sleep at night, and wanted Lin Weilong to help me process the late stage of a photo. It happened that he said he was going to pick you up on the mountain, so I followed. "After a pause, some blame, "Why don't you call me? My car is better than Lin Weilong, and I drive faster than him."

"Damn!" Lin Weilong exploded for the Nth time, "Believe it or not I threw you out of the car?"

Ouyang Yi shrugged innocently: "I'm just talking about the matter, and the speed of rescue needs to race against time, right?"

Lin Weilong snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Su Xingyu's voice was a little weak: "Lin Weilong, Ouyang Yi, thank you."

Ouyang Yi looked at her gently: "No matter what you encounter, as long as you need it, I will always rush to your side. Did you really fight with your husband? What happened?"