fatal attraction

Ying Zhao lowered her head, and Kong Yitang held half of her cheek with one outstretched hand.

It was fairly bright here, but after a few seconds, Kong Yitang still dragged Ying Zhao outside.

Xiao Wenqi originally wanted to follow, but she always felt that the atmosphere between the two was not very good, and just as she moved her legs, Xiaoyang on the other side grabbed her and shook her head.

"No..." Xiao Wenqi was a little dazed, she just tiptoed slightly when she saw Kong Yitang's expression, that expression was not very good, and her tone was also completely opposite to the stupid look before, she was a bit aggressive, and her movements seemed to leak chill.

"What's the matter with her, she looks like someone owes her money."

Xiao Yang really wanted to cover the mouth of this eldest sister, didn't you see that the atmosphere over there is obviously not right, why are you mixing up the couple?

She also heard that Gu Zhengchuan and Xiao Wenqi had something to do with each other, and now she looked at each other a few times, and felt that the two people's painting styles obviously did not match, and Xiao Wenqi looked like a vicious and silly elder sister.

Xiao Wenqi noticed Xiao Yang's eyes, clicked his tongue, and said more fiercely: "Look at what I do."

Ying Zhao was obviously not in the mood to face Kong Yitang's questioning. She pinched the other's hand, turned her face away, and said, "It's nothing, you can go back first."

Her attitude is obviously wrong, if not for the wrong place, Kong Yitang would even want to yell at her.

Their relationship has long since ceased to be unequal at the beginning. With the deletion and deletion year after year, Ying Zhao is no longer in charge. Most of the time, it is actually Kong Yitang who is in control.

This is how feelings are. Love grows in the process of living. After a long time, problems such as pampering and arrogance will surface, and then worry about gains and losses. I live more and more.

This is a two-way trend.

One of Kong Yitang's hands was pinched by Ying Zhao, the other's hand was cold, but with great strength. Although he didn't meet her eyes, Kong Yitang felt that it was very unusual.

Ying Zhao's mood is wrong.

She keenly realized that what was wrong had nothing to do with the elder who was supposed to have nothing to do with Ying Zhao, but because of someone else.

She couldn't help but clenched the crutch in her hand, her palms were sweating, and she couldn't control it.

"I'm not going back."

There are still dark circles under her eyes, because her skin is too white, so she is very clear, she gritted her teeth and refused to go, her curly hair was fluffed by the night wind, but her words were a bit resentful——

"I'm your family, can't I come and accompany you?"

Ying Zhao turned her face sideways, her hair was tied up at the back of her head casually, and when she lowered her head, a few strands hung on both sides of her cheeks. In the dim scene, her side face seemed to blend in with the night.After hearing this, she turned her face slowly after a few seconds and said, "Yitang, wait for me at home, okay?"

"I have to take it easy..."

It's too uncomfortable... I thought I could be completely indifferent, but it's too difficult.

Her voice was full of exhaustion, and what was even more frightening was her expression. For a moment, Kong Yitang felt that he saw a withered flower.

Because the short flowering period after the broken branches sucked up all the nutrients, the decadence has become an ominous state.

"You are tired too, come back with me."

Kong Yitang's tone became tougher, but she still couldn't help but look at the other's lips, the teeth marks were deep, and it was obvious that the wound was very painful.

Definitely not by myself.

She was very sure, but on the one hand she couldn't help but sharply speculate.

For a moment, she felt that she was going too far, and then she felt that she was right.

But she said she couldn't respond.

Her righteousness is always the first to throw away her helmet and armor in front of Ying Zhao, and finally turns into a spineless pleading.

this is not good.

She said again, "Ying Zhao, come back with me."

Her voice was mixed with one or two strands of anger mixed with jealousy, and she stared into Ying Zhao's eyes.

But Ying Zhao didn't respond to her, but let go of her hand, "You go first, I have to guard the first night."

Kong Yitang held her back.

Ying Zhao reached out to tear her hand off.

She turned her back to Kong Yitang, but Kong Yitang could see the trembling shoulders of the other party.

She was at a loss for a moment, and asked cautiously, "You..."

I want to go past the other party to see the other party's appearance at this time.

But Ying Zhao stopped her. She covered her face and said hoarsely, "Please."

"Yitang, you go back first, don't look at me, let me wait."

She covered her face, although Kong Yitang was pushed by the other party, she could still see tears falling from between her fingers, her eyes widened, she didn't know what to think, and smiled to herself, "Don't you want to see to me."

She didn't need to ask a question, she said it with certainty.

Ying Zhao shook his head, "Don't think too much."

She pulled the hair rope behind her head, put it on her wrist, and turned her back to Kong Yitang, "Go to bed early."

Kong Yitang lowered her head, she looked at her shadow on the ground separated from Ying Zhao, and said, "Do you regret it?"

She didn't know what she was going to say, and in an instant, many, many things they had told each other about their lives flashed through her mind, and suddenly she felt cold in her heart.

"I'll wait for you at home."

She finished speaking calmly, then turned and walked to the other side.

Ying Zhao didn't look back, she took a tissue from her pocket and wiped the tears all over her face.

……

Kong Yitang's driver didn't expect the other party to come out so soon, but he could see that his boss was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to ask.

When the car arrived at Jiadie Golden Seat, Kong Yitang didn't say a word when he got off the car, and went into the elevator on his own.

In the early morning, when he entered the house, the king went out to greet Kong Yitang happily.

Kong Yitang knelt down, stroked the dog perfunctorily, and then went back to the room.

She was very sleepy and tired, but she couldn't sleep with her eyes closed.

I haven't seen Ying Zhao for a few days. She originally planned to go home and rest after the other party ordered the show and have dinner at the old man's house. The next day, she went out to play for two days.But every time the plan can't keep up with the changes.

She lay down for a while, just staring at the ceiling with her eyes open. Not long after, the phone dinged. She picked it up casually and found that there was a new email.

She has several mailboxes. She works in a private company. After binding, there are a lot of emails every day. Many of them have to be filtered by the assistant before showing them to her.

This email was from her work email, she was impatient to read it, and was about to lock the screen when she saw the summary.

With just one glance, she held her breath.

Looking at the time, it was exactly midnight, the scheduled emails, untitled emails, and the summary was one sentence, just one line, which made Kong Yitang's heart ache and his whole body was cold.

[She will remember me all her life, every moment, every minute. ]

Feeling that this kind of thing is terribly accurate, it was Qiao Hanyin that flashed through Kong Yitang's mind.

Finding someone is sometimes easy, but sometimes it is difficult. In the era of rapid information development, if you abandon your identity, sometimes it is difficult to move forward, but it is not easy for people to find.

Where did Qiao Hanyin hide? She had a headache just thinking about it.

After that day, Nie Qi disappeared. Two days ago, Fu Le told her that Nie Qi was arrested for taking drugs.

But he wasn't caught, he turned himself in, because of manslaughter, the crime took place in a bar.

The woman's tone on the phone was not as flat as usual, and Kong Yitang could feel that there was something hidden in it, but these love and hate involved too much, and she didn't want to uproot her again, and her urgent need was not this.

Urgent.

Sent a timed email late at night.

Kong Yitang opened it and looked.

There is a photo in the untitled file. It can be seen that it has been a long time ago. It was taken with a mobile phone, and there is a halo on the photo.

The people inside were not difficult to identify, they were Ying Zhao and Qiao Hanyin.

Qiao Hanyin was wearing a birthday hat, looking at the camera and smiling happily, and beside her was Ying Zhao who was cutting a cake.

There is nothing wrong with this photo.

The problem is that on the table where the photos are placed, there is a handkerchief and a bottle of something on one side.

Drugs, handkerchiefs and knives.

Kong Yitang's breath was stagnant, but he was stunned again when he saw the following paragraphs of the text.

The default is Song typeface, the font size should be Xiaowu, and it says——

"Kong Yitang, I should have died when I received this email, and I don't know if Ying Zhao is still alive.

But it doesn't matter, a person like her who is too soft-hearted will still miss the old love after all.

You can never beat me in your life.

Fame, money, looks, and identity are all I can give up, Ying Zhao can only think about me anyway.

If there is a next life, you will not have such a good time. "

fool.

Kong Yitang didn't know how to describe his current mood for a moment.

There was a vile pleasure in her heart, as well as an obscure pain, none of which could fully match the current mood. There was a kind of she insisted on fighting a battle, but found that it was all in vain in the end.

Everywhere is empty.

Who said I'm fine.

She was never better.

90.00% of a person's life is difficult, and the remaining [-]% is enough to make people indulge.

Ten percent of her, is she screaming hoarsely by herself now?

Although she looked down on Qiao Hanyin very much, she felt that after all these years of speculation, she almost knew this person.

It's too morbid to say that she still has a little bit of humanity, but it's a compliment. After all, it's true that she wants Ying Zhao to die again and again.

But she still seems to have a little bit of humanity.

In the end, he died by himself without dragging Ying Zhao.

This trick is so good, so wonderful, knowing that there is no way to clean up in this life, so I just die, and completely win the round.

How could she compare with a dead person?

It's too poisonous.

On the day of his own father's death, he also went to die. Under the double blow, can Ying Zhao's originally suppressed toughness be suppressed?

unable.

She knew Ying Zhao well, and Qiao Hanyin knew it better.

Ying Zhao's biggest flaw is her soft heart.She is soft and firm, and she is soft and principled, so Qiao Hanyin wants to destroy the principle and let the other party put aside everything to suffer, even if there is no guilt, it doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter if there is no emotion. Difficult to cut, in the end, it is not as shocking as a vigorous death.

Yes, she won.

Kong Yitang licked his lips, stared at the screen, and bit his lips hard when he was about to close his stare.

But she doesn't feel like she's lost.

The promise was not fake, she and Ying Zhao had no false feelings for each other, so how could they lose.

It was noon the next day when Kong Yitang woke up. She turned over and found a person lying beside her.

Ying Zhao closed his eyes, a sleeping face was close at hand.

Subconsciously holding her breath, she stared at the face.

She frowns when she sleeps, but such a frown can't make people feel unattractive.

I can't get tired of watching it all my life.

She couldn't help but leaned over there again, and Ying Zhao, who was drowsy, stretched out his arms to wrap around Kong Yitang, "Sleep a little longer."

Kong Yitang raised his head and kissed the other person's chin, but felt that he was too spineless and wanted to get up.

Ying Zhao narrowed his eyes, lowered his head to touch her lips, turned his face to the side, and sucked her earlobe, "I'm sorry."

Kong Yitang put his legs on Ying Zhao's body, and said word by word, "I will never forgive you."

Ying Zhao closed his eyes, "Then I won't forgive you."

Her embrace was a familiar smell, Kong Yitang only felt sore eyes, and thought to himself: "How is that possible."

There is no question of forgiveness or unforgiveness, you are right.