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It took three full days before the public opinion gradually calmed down.

Shiguang renegotiated with the heads of AE and AE. After all, the magazine has already shot most of the cycle, and the cost invested by both parties is too high. If it is withdrawn halfway at this time, if no suitable candidate for the magazine cover is found for a while, the loss will only be greater. many.

Now that the clarification has been made and the official publicity has been officially made, AE finally turned off the fire a little bit, and the matter finally calmed down.

It's just that Chi Zhoubai's fans don't seem to be reconciled. The video of Song Ling protecting Shen Zhao being smashed by a mineral water bottle was posted on the Internet. Although it didn't spread widely, the reactionary voice of public opinion is still on Shen Zhao's side.

He thinks that she is skittish and has two boats on her feet, and she is feeling sorry for Chi Zhoubai.

Chi Zhoubai looked at the smoky atmosphere on Weibo, and fans insulted Shen Zhao one after another, and some of the words were ugly.

In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, and Chi Zhoubai personally posted a Weibo.

There is only one sentence: [something is coming towards me, don't hurt innocent people. 】

As soon as the Weibo was posted, the matter was brought up again, and the fans' sympathy and distress for Chi Zhoubai became more and more intense, but only the old fans knew that Chi Zhoubai was really angry.

Whether the relationship is true or not, everyone can see that Chi Zhoubai cares about Shen Zhao very much.

The matter soon spread to Nancheng. Nancheng is a small border town, backward and underdeveloped.

Xiang Jin was sick for several days in Nancheng, and also saw the news on the Internet.

Shen Zhao's name became a hot search, she clicked on it and saw the video Song Ling clarified, in the video, Song Ling personally announced that Shen Zhao was her fiancée, and kissed her in front of everyone, saying that she loved her forever forever far.

Xiang Jin stared at the familiar face in a daze, she said she loved her, with that look, she could tell that Song Ling fell in love with her.

Jessica stood in front of the bed, saw her staring at the phone screen in her hand, and knew that she was paying attention to Jiangcheng's developments all the time.

For some reason, she could feel that Xiang Jin was different when she woke up this time.

She and her have known each other for many years. Although they have no relationship, they are still familiar with each other.

There are only the two of them here, so she knows Xiang Jin's thoughts.

"I want to go back to Jiangcheng." Xiang Jin turned off the video on her phone and said quietly.

Jessica blinked her eyes lightly, knowing that she would stay here not long, she simply said directly: "Although your body is very weak now, there is no problem with your basic physical behavior."

Xiang Jin knew what she meant, she leaned against the bed, raised her head and smiled at her, "Thank you."

Jessica raised her eyebrows lightly and said in French: "I wish you what you want."

Then turned to leave.

According to what Wei Qiliang meant, he wanted her to go back to Tingcheng to deal with some matters first, and Chen Dazhi would follow her, saying that he was following, but in fact it was monitoring. If she wanted to get rid of Wei Qiliang, only Song Ling could help her.

Xiang Jin drooped her eyes, staring indifferently at the rising and falling dust in the air.

People don't kill for themselves, and there are some things that she couldn't get back even if she took her life, but God gave her another chance to be born again.If there were really ties in the first half of life, but at this moment, there is nothing more important than wealth and interests.

Jiangcheng, Jiangyuan Villa.

Song Ling has been guarding Shen Zhao for three whole days, and the two of them never left this place.

For three whole days, Shen Zhao didn't say a word to Song Ling again.

The infusion lasted until late at night. After Meng Yunan left, he sighed deeply and said, "She can't do without food. Her body is already weak. If this continues, problems will arise."

Song Ling sent her downstairs and said lightly, "I know, I won't let her have trouble."

Meng Yunan also sighed helplessly, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.Shen Zhao is too stubborn, she thought A Ling was already stubborn, but Shen Zhao was ten times more stubborn than her.

Song Ling sent her out, Meng Yunan took two steps, then turned around, stood under the porch light in the yard, and suddenly said to the people behind him, "A Ling, if she really refuses to forgive you, why don't you forgive me?" ... just give up."

With the entanglement so far, maybe there is really no ending between them.

After all, there is nothing in fate, and no matter how hard you force it, you will only continue to hurt each other.

Maybe giving up is the real relief.

Song Ling lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyelids under the dim light.

"I won't let go." Song Ling said lightly, "Even if the mountains fall and the ground cracks, I won't let go."

After speaking, Song Ling didn't stay any longer, turned around and went back to the house.

Standing at the door, Meng Yunan looked at the figure hiding in the door with a slightly dazed expression.

She was wrong, they were obviously stubborn people.

Song Ling entered the room and closed the door. She leaned against the door and stood there in a daze.

He slightly raised his head and looked at the closed door on the second floor, with a sad expression.Give up... She couldn't bear it. Four years ago, she gave up once. She can still recall the pain it was.

Tell her to go through it again, she is afraid that she no longer has the courage to bear it.

With firm eyes restored, Song Ling stared at the door closely, she wanted to keep her.

Went to the kitchen and cooked some porridge.

People with a bad stomach can only drink some porridge at this moment.

After setting the time, Song Ling wiped off the water stains on her hands, looked up and looked upstairs again, seeing that there was still no movement there, her eyes were fixed, she turned and went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the room, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the silent room was pitch black without any light.

If it wasn't for the lingering familiarity in the room, Song Ling would have thought that Shen Zhao had left her again.

Reaching out to press the switch on the wall, the room suddenly lit up.

Shen Zhao was lying on the bed, and heard the click of the switch, which was very clear in the silent room. Her eyes trembled slightly, and she still closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, without saying a word.

Song Ling walked in, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, she leaned over and called her softly: "Azhao..."

Eyelashes fluttered slightly, she knew she was not asleep.

Reaching out to grab her wrist and pulling her up, Shen Zhao opened his eyes and glared at her angrily, without saying a word, his eyes were full of hatred, just staring at her like that.

Song Ling looked into those eyes, full of hatred.This kind of scene seems to be back in the past, and it was also in this room, but at that time, she would deliberately please her in order to escape, but now she can't even act on the spot, and she doesn't even want to say a word to her anymore.

"Go take a bath." Song Ling stared at those hateful eyes, deep helplessness arose in her heart, "You haven't bathed for three days."

Shen Zhao was indifferent, as if he hated her so much that no matter what she said, he would not respond with a single word.

Song Ling gently opened her thin lips, "If you don't wash it, I don't mind washing it for you myself."

Finally completely angering her, Shen Zhao clenched his teeth tightly and couldn't help scolding her anymore: "Song Ling, you are a lunatic! A lunatic!!"

Song Ling didn't respond when she heard the words, she reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the bathroom. Shen Zhao staggered and was dragged away by her barefoot, and all the quilts on his body fell to the ground.

He was dragged into the bathroom in a state of embarrassment. The bathtub was already filled with half of the water, which was already half-warm. Song Ling turned on the faucet and poured scalding hot water in to neutralize the warm water in the bathtub. The water temperature gradually becomes hotter.

Shen Zhao's heart rose to his throat, and he was dragged into the bathtub, struggling with his body soaked.The bathtub was huge, and for a moment it seemed as if she had fallen into a pond. Shen Zhao couldn't swim. At this moment, with a natural fear of water in her heart, she threw herself around wildly, and her survival instinct made her hug Song Ling's arm.

"Crazy!" She choked on her saliva, still not forgetting to scold her, "Crazy!"

Time suddenly went back to the past, just like when she forced her in the first place.

Embarrassment and fear, mixed with strong hatred, all came to my heart.

Holding her in her arms with her left hand, Songling picked up her body with her right hand, half-wrapped her in her arms, and rested her head on her smooth and moist forehead.She was drenched all over, her clothes clinging tightly to her body, with a sticky wetness.

Shen Zhao lowered his head and bit her arm tightly, with deep hatred, as if he wanted to devour her flesh.

"Azhao, let me know your hatred." The pain spread from his arm, but it was far less than the pain in his heart.Song Ling frowned, her lips were slightly cool, she pressed against Shen Zhao's warm forehead, and said softly, "I don't want you in a pool of stagnant water, without love or hate, let me feel your existence."

After an unknown amount of time, the bathtub had already been filled with water. Following the movement of the person, the water gushed out in waves, flooding the entire bathroom, like a broken fish tank.

Shen Zhao was tired from struggling, his whole body relaxed, the water temperature gradually scalded, warming his body, the heat kept penetrating into the depths, and his whole body slid down tiredly.

"You go out." Shen Zhao said quietly with empty eyes.

Song Ling drooped her long eyelashes, knowing that she was willing to take a bath by herself, after a lot of tossing, her body was completely soaked.She stood up, looked down at her condescendingly, pursed her lips, and finally said: "Okay."

Turning to leave, she closed the door and left the bathroom.

Shen Zhao sat blankly in the bathtub, looking at the mess in the room, he was in a daze for a long time and did not come back to his senses.

Outside the house, Song Ling picked up the cigarette and lighter by the bed, turned around, opened the door and walked towards the balcony.

Winter is coming again. It is very cold in the silent night. The wind blows over and blows on the face, which is a biting chill.

But even so, it couldn't compare to the desolation in my heart at this moment.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, and she clearly said that she would treat her well, but their relationship was still brought to the worst situation by her.

Her long hair fluttered, she turned her head slightly, raised her hand to light the cigarette butt, but the wind was too strong, the fire couldn't be lit no matter what, her fingers gradually trembled, the lighter suddenly fell to the ground, Song Ling stood there holding the cigarette butt in a daze There, the gaze fell blankly to the ground.

Intense pain surged deep in her heart, fine and dense, like needle pricks, and every wound made her feel heartbroken.

The eye sockets gradually became wet, blurring her vision.

The cold wind was blowing violently, she stood there for a long time, the tears on her cheeks were blown dry, Song Ling raised her head and took a deep breath, turned and went back to the room.

The warmth in the room made her cold body feel uncomfortable for a while.

Song Ling looked towards the bathroom, there was gradually no movement in it, she glanced at the clock on the wall, it seemed that a long time had passed.

Song Ling was afraid that something would happen to her, so she raised her foot and walked towards her.

He reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Song Ling hurriedly turned the doorknob, and when she looked up, she saw the person curled up and squatting beside the bathtub, not wearing an inch of hair, the water was crystal clear, and the exquisite curves could be seen at a glance.

Song Ling's eyes were burning hot, she lowered her eyelashes subconsciously, turned her gaze away calmly, her voice was slightly hoarse, and asked her lightly, "Have you washed it yet?"

Shen Zhao squatted there with her knees half-folded, trying her best to hide her body under the water. She looked up at the person at the door angrily, and was so angry that she wanted to throw the towel in her hand on her face.

Shen Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't bring me any clothes."