With Love and Time

Luo Xiangdong and I left Rongxin's ward together. Wei Zheng was standing not far from the corridor and saw us come out. He walked forward quickly. The words are only halfway through: "I saw the uncle and aunt leaving just now, you guys..."

"Your dad did it?" Wei Zheng stared at Luo Xiangdong's visibly red and swollen face, and Wei Zheng's eyes were also full of surprise.

There is no one in the corridor. You don't have to think about it or know that Wei Zheng specially gave it away.

The three of us returned to the ward. Wei Zheng also knew that the matter was serious, so he couldn't just interrupt at will. He just said aloud: "Xiang Dong. Put a cold towel on your face, and I won't ask someone to come in and get it for you."

I said: "I'll go."

Finished. I walked quickly into the room. As soon as he turned around, tears couldn't stop flowing out.

I am not wronged. Not angry. It's just... I don't think I have the face to face Luo Xiangdong's family, and I can't help Luo Xiangdong. If it wasn't that I insisted on asking him to make a choice, if I didn't force him back then. Maybe he insisted on his original choice. There will be no results like today.

Flashed into the bathroom. I closed the door and reached out to cover my mouth. Don't let yourself cry.

My embarrassed and pale face was reflected in the opposite mirror, and my eyes were red. Fingertips turn white. What Luo Zhenye said in the ward, I heard every word. He said that while appearing in my mind, Kuang Yiyang mentioned me to his family with a smile on his face. What kind of joy was his mood at that time?

Luo Xiangdong and I both paralyzed ourselves and deliberately ignored some details, such as whether Kuang Yiyang was willing to leave and whether he had let go of it.

We may be the one who ended up, so we all arrogantly choose to believe that Kuang Yiyang will forget that he will be fine.

But Luo Zhenye's words once again made Luo Xiangdong and I feel helpless. Especially Luo Xiangdong, he was still facing his relatives, he was an uncle, but he was with the woman his nephew had liked for many years.

The more I love Luo Xiangdong, the more I can empathize with his current mood.

It was me, an outsider, who caused their family to fight.

I didn't dare to stay in the bathroom for too long. I washed my face and wiped my red eyes. Then I walked out with a towel soaked in cold water.

At this time, only Luo Xiangdong was left on the sofa in the living room, and Wei Zheng had already left.

Luo Xiangdong was wearing a silver-gray mohair sweater with half a cigarette between his right index finger and middle finger. After taking a sip, seeing me coming out, he pressed the cigarette to death in the ashtray.

As soon as I saw half of his face red and swollen, my heart felt sore and sore. Stepping over, I sat down beside him, then took the towel and slowly pressed it to his face.

"Does it hurt?" A lot of words are asked knowingly, or maybe we just want to hear self-deception.

For example, Luo Xiangdong whispered back to me: "It doesn't hurt."

Although I knew it would hurt, after he finished speaking, I would still feel a little relieved.

I raised my right hand and iced Luo Xiangdong's left face with a towel. I deliberately did not dare to meet Luo Xiangdong's eyes, and I was always trying to control the emotions that had already been tumbling in my heart.

I knew that Luo Xiangdong was looking at me. Not long after, he raised his hand and rubbed my eyelids, and then said softly: "I didn't find you crying so much before, but after being with me, I cried more often."

My throat was choked, so there was no answer.

Luo Xiangdong said again: "It is said that seeing a woman is lucky or not, it depends on the number of times she usually cries. According to this calculation, I am really not a qualified boyfriend."

Gudong swallowed my saliva. I tried desperately to hold back my tears, and pretended to replied unintentionally: "I always loved to cry. That's it."

Luo Xiangdong stared at my face, and I caught a glimpse of a deep attachment in his eyes. He smiled lightly and said: "It's just this in-depth understanding that I can't stop."

I glanced at him and said dumbly: "When is it all, I still want to play tricks."

Luo Xiangdong asked with a smile, "What time is it?"

Seeing him looking unconcerned, I deliberately said: "Look at the watch, it's almost eleven."

The arc of Luo Xiangdong's lips became larger, and he reached out his hand to draw me in front of him, he hugged me and put his chin on my shoulder. I feel the temperature on his body and breathe the smell of him. That kind of peace of mind makes my heart sour and unstoppable.

With my eyes closed, I tried to push back the tears.

On the side of Luo Xiangdong's head, with his lips falling on my neck, he whispered: "Zijin, I'm sorry."

I gripped his sweater with my fingers tight, and said in a low voice: "Don't say sorry to me."

In fact, it is me who should say sorry.

Luo Xiangdong hugged me and said, "I know that you are always scared, so I have been trying to give you a sense of security. I want to take you home, but my dad...I'm sorry."

auzw.com I held Luo Xiangdong tightly, wishing to squeeze myself into his body. I was afraid that when I spoke, I would cry before I said anything, so I pressed my lips tightly and waited until the soreness slowly receded, then I whispered: "Xiangdong, don't tell me In this case, I feel uncomfortable."

Luo Xiangdong let out a very soft ‘um’, and then said, “Don’t think about it in your mind, we finally got here today. If you back down, then you are sorry for me.”

Luo Xiangdong even guessed what I was thinking. That's right, when I was in the bathroom just now, I briefly thought of shrinking.

I think I take a step back and the relationship between Luo Xiangdong and his family can be eased.

Seeing that I didn't answer, Luo Xiangdong's nose rubbed against my neck, and then said: "Is the original energy that was not afraid of being afraid of just getting me?"

I closed my eyes, tears streaming from under my thick eyelashes.

I clenched my teeth and didn't say a word.

Luo Xiangdong said: "There is no right or wrong to like someone. It’s not wrong for Yiyang to like you, and it’s not wrong for you to like me. I still remember when you stood in front of me and asked me whether I would choose you or Yiyang. At that time, Liang Zijin was full of courage, regardless of the consequences, only talking about the original heart."

"Zi Jin, don't retreat, we have already got here, do you have the heart to leave me alone?"

Luo Xiangdong's voice was very soft, but it hit my heart like a heavy hammer.

I used all my strength to hug him back and forth, choked to speech, I had to shake my head desperately.

I will not back down, I will not back down, I will not leave Luo Xiangdong alone to face it.

Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames ahead, I will accompany Luo Xiangdong to drip!

It is said that falling in love is easy but difficult to get along with. Maybe Luo Xiangdong saw that if we were together, there would be constant troubles in the future, so he kept avoiding rejection.

But going around, fate makes us come here now hand in hand. I have seen Luo Zhenye's hatred for me, so for this plan, I am not thinking about how to reunite the broken mirror, but let Luo Zhenye see that I am right with Luo Xiangdong, and we will not end up with the rebellion.

Feeling sad for a while, I took the initiative to wipe away my tears, and looked at Luo Xiangdong and said, "Looking at my uncle’s attitude today, he simply doesn’t like you with me, not necessarily you and Rong Xin, so I can not worried."

Luo Xiangdong looked at me. One of our eyes was red, and one and a half of our faces were red, which complemented each other.

He said aloud: "If it weren't for Rong Xin, I wouldn't have caused so many troubles in advance. I don't care about his relationship with my dad. In short, there must be a result. I will call His family came to Night City."

I was a little worried and couldn't help but say: "Don't make the matter too big, neither of them will be able to get off the stage."

Luo Xiangdong said: "Before I was too concerned about face, that's why I was wronged for so long. Now that everyone knows it, I can’t develop anything with Rong Xin. It’s better to cut the mess with a knife. I made it clear."

From the bottom of my heart, I agree with Luo Xiangdong's statement. After all, things that have no results need not be delayed. If they are prolonged, they will end up complaining.

It's just that I'm a little worried about the relationship between Luo Xiangdong and Luo Zhenye. At this moment, Luo Xiangdong will provoke the Rong family again, and the inconsistency will anger Luo Zhenye.

Luo Xiangdong glanced at me and knew what I was thinking. He reached out his hand and touched the top of my head, and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of this."

I'm not worried about it. With a long sigh, I really feel that my life is like acting in a TV series, and there must be a climax every few days, otherwise I am sorry for the relatives and friends around me who are following the drama.

Luo Xiangdong and I ate lunch in the hospital ward. Because Luo Xiangdong's face was swollen by Luo Zhenye, he was embarrassed to go out and swagger.

I feel distressed, and think that Luo Zhenye will really kill him.

I'm also gossip, so I asked Luo Xiangdong: "Did your dad beat you before?"

Luo Xiangdong said: "I used to fight until I went to study abroad in high school."

I asked: "You are beaten in your family, or are all the children beaten?"

Luo Xiangdong said: "Just hit me."

I frowned and said, "Why?"

Luo Xiangdong returned calmly: "Because I always provoke him."

What Luo Xiangdong said was not to cause trouble, but to provoke Luo Zhenye.

I couldn't help asking: "Then why do you always mess with him?"

Luo Xiangdong said: "The old man asked a lot, so my sister got married and hid abroad. My elder brother did everything in order. Before my dad waited to say it, he knew what my dad was thinking about. The mold is going. I don’t want to be so tired of living. Anyway, what do I want in my home? Why should I make myself like an office worker, and there is no deduction for benefits from five to nine. I am crazy?"

I glanced at him, thinking to tell the truth there is no need to be so grounded, right? Ya is a pure and innocent rich second-generation second-generation ancestor, and also the kind of second-generation ancestor who has no pressure to succeed.

Luo Xiangdong saw the look in my eyes. He turned his head to look at me, his thin lips opened, and said seriously: "But my dad has never slapped me in the face. Today, for you, he slapped me twice. Too shameless."