Beauty is destined

What the hell, why is he here?

Akina rubbed the ground with her toes and moved slowly.

The old street lamps in front of the apartment flickered, reflecting her like a fallen white cherry blossom.

"How will you be here?

However, before she could speak, he preempted her——

"Why are you back so late?"

He glanced down at his watch, and then his probing eyes fell on Akina Fujiwara.

But she raised the corners of her mouth and showed a slightly mocking smile, "Do you think everyone is rich?"

The way she erected her thorns reminded him of not-so-good memories, but the bloody scene that followed made his eyes reveal a trace of weakness and embarrassment.

Atobe Keigo turned his head away first, "If you need money, my uncle..."

"I do not need."

He suddenly widened his eyes, the sea-blue eyes were the turbulent sea, and what was rolling inside was unbelievable.

Obviously she didn't refuse at the beginning, and gave him a different reward.

His pale face in the early spring weather suddenly turned red, and all the color faded in an instant.

Her eyes were extremely light, as if the strong emotion towards him was slowly dissipating, "I don't need you."

His heart was once again crushed by this ruthless woman, just like in his memory, she smiled lazily at him with her arms folded, and then said word by word: "Let's get a divorce."

He didn't get married for divorce. If it wasn't for deep love, why would he imprison himself in marriage so early.

Because she was here, he came in without hesitation.

However, she pushed him away again and again.

"It's up to you, then you will be farther away from me in the future."

Don't let him see it again, don't let him feel bad again.

She didn't even bother to make any extra expressions, she turned and left directly, the corners of her skirt shaking in the pale light, neat and ruthless.

Keigo Atobe also has his own pride and dignity. He cannot be the one who has been giving in and compromising all the time. He slightly raised his head and stared at the street lamp above his head.

With a sound of "click", the street lights suddenly went out, and the front of the dilapidated apartment building became completely dark.

In the darkness, scenes from the previous life emerged——

After entering university, he went abroad to study, but she insisted on staying in China. He obviously felt that the relationship between the two had not weakened due to the lengthening distance. He even played phone love with her because of her request. However, none of this slowed her down.

When he finally found time to fly back to China to live a two-person world with her, she proposed the idea of ​​divorcing him.

How could he agree?

However, he could never win her, not even in this matter.

Although it was the woman who initiated the divorce, his lawyer was always on call, so that he would not have to suffer losses for this unfortunate marriage.However, he was reluctant, and he gave her half of the property except the company shares.

This is the most regretful thing he has done in his life——

If she didn't have so much money, she wouldn't be targeted by financial scammers, and she wouldn't be cheated out of all her money and end up with a lot of debts, and finally had to jump off a building as a settlement.

Why not wait for him?The most important thing he lacked was money. If these could save her life, he would not hesitate to pay any amount.

However, this cruel woman never thought of asking him for help. He rushed downstairs, but he could only watch her splash to the ground like a falling white cherry blossom.

His heart also fell to death with her.

"Qina..."

"Whoo-hoo--"

The street lights came on again without warning.

Sato Yiko, who was about to go out to throw out the trash, saw Akina Fujiwara lying on the railing of the corridor and looking down, as if she was looking at something that puzzled her but also interested her.

"What are you looking at?"

Akina Fujiwara rested her chin on the back of her stacked hands, tilted her head and smiled slightly, like an angel.

Sato Yiko's eyes followed, and behind the dilapidated street lamp, a well-dressed boy was squatting there with his face covered.

"What is this doing? What kind of gold mine are you looking for?"

Akina Fujiwara snorted softly, and said casually, "Probably looking for the lost person."

"Hey, isn't this your Mr. Diamond?"

"Well, but the diamond is dusty."

Yizi knocked her on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about? A diamond is a diamond. Even if it gets dusty in someone else's hands, you can grab it and clean it up after it belongs to you!"

Akina Fujiwara's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and in a blink of an eye she lay down on the railing without interest.

"Forget it." She reached out to fish for the hair that fell from the railing, as if she was fishing for moonlight, "I still have a bottom line. Never destroy someone's family."

She fished all the moonlight into her arms and held it tightly. It was the only thing that could accompany her and would not be taken away by anyone.

Sato Yiko turned around and leaned against the railing, playing with a men's lighter in her hand, she stared at the constantly flickering flames and said indifferently: "Although I look like a hopeless woman, we are still quite alike, I just happen to have a red line that must never be crossed, so as not to destroy other people's marriage happiness."

As she spoke, she pressed her finger directly on the flame, and pressed down as if she didn't feel any pain at all.

"Go, I can tell that your Mr. Diamond doesn't have a girlfriend now, as for his wife..." She smiled, "He looks at you like he is looking at his lost wife. "

"What are you kidding?" Qiu Nai said, but pretended not to know anything and opened the door.

"Men are typical scarred animals."

Even His Royal Highness needs to be abused before he can attack.

How could her diamonds be dusted in the hands of others?Even if you hide someone in your heart, it won't work.

Hehe... If he had her, would he still have the energy to think about others?

"Good night." Yizi's voice rang in her ears, but when she turned around, there was only the mottled old railing under the moonlight.

She was always so elusive.

In the middle of the night, the door was suddenly slammed, and Akina Fujiwara stood up, skillfully pulling out a fruit knife from under the pillow.

"Who is it?" Her voice was a little hoarse from just waking up, but her eyes were extremely clear.

"Miss Fujiwara, the debt owed by your father..."

Qiu Nai responded in a panic, "You... just wait a moment."

The hand holding the knife methodically lifted up the nightdress, and hid the knife in his underwear.

The people outside urged again: "Miss Fujiwara, please don't open the door, it will be very difficult for us."

"Squeak" the door rang, and the pale moonlight squeezed in through the crack of the door.

However, her face was whiter than the moonlight. She pinched the door with her fingers, raised her head timidly, and looked at the man who looked extremely tall against the light.

"I won't go in if you're afraid, but..." He held out his hand to her.

"I'll give it to you right away." Qiu Nai suddenly ran towards the house, accidentally tripped over halfway, and accidentally let out a cry of pain.

"Hurry up, after all, you are a commodity, and it's not good if you bump into it, and you can't afford to pay for any damage."

"Yes... I'm sorry..." Qiu Nai lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head, timidly raising the white envelope in her hand.

The man made a "tsk tut" sound, casually looked at the money in the envelope, shook his head and said, "You still haven't paid for this month, so I'll add it to next month for you."

"Sir..." She leaned against the door with an expression of about to cry.

"Don't show such a cute expression in front of a man like me..." The man raised his lips and reached out to her face.

Fujiwara Haruna looked overreacted, and suddenly took a few steps back.

The man was not annoyed, he just shook his hand and said with a smile, "You can't stand it like this? Then what will you do in the future?"

"No... I'm not afraid." As she said this, she took a step forward, but her whole body was shaking.

"Hey, who made you so cute, miss? Even I can't bear to do it."

Qiu Nai lowered her head, curled her fingers and lightly touched the back of his hand, but immediately shrank back as if frightened by the scorching body temperature that did not belong to her.

"Did you feel it?" He took a step forward, "I'm ready to make a move on you, miss, so why are you still struggling? Anyway, you have already paid off the money you owe, the more you struggle, the more you owe, right?"

Akina Fujiwara mustered up the courage to raise her head, her eyes were washed by the moonlight, like the sea reflecting the starry sky, "I still have a chance, I can change."

It seems that because of waking up from a dream, even the mark on the pillow has not disappeared, and there are still a few hairs on it. It looks so pitiful, and it makes people want to hug it and love it.

The man whistled, loosened his tie, unbuttoned two shirt buttons, and said softly: "I promise that as long as you nod, it will be easy, your father will come back, and you will live a new life." The price of living a rich life is accepting a man...you will be happy too..."

She didn't speak but just looked at him, tears overflowed from her icy blue eyes like waves, and slid across the red marks on her cheeks, but she looked inexplicably lustful.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't agree, why are you crying, but you will agree one day, no one can save you." He was a little discouraged, and with a little resentment, he turned and left.

Qiu Nai watched his back disappear into the night, and slowly closed the door. Although the eye she saw through the crack of the door was still crying, it was clear and indifferent.

It sounds nice, but none of the promises he made could be fulfilled.Her father had long since died on that fishing boat, and she herself would never be able to get rid of those inexhaustible debts, which were invisible shackles, how could he give up.

Qiu Nai lay back under the quilt again, only feeling cold, she closed her eyes and pretended to fall asleep.

Kurosawa Ryosuke, do you really want me?

This time, your handle is in my hands...

She doesn't care about anything anymore, she can finally be carefree in this world, and Akina Fujiwara has never felt so relaxed.