Across a dark lane, opposite stood a beautiful and elegant woman.


    She was wearing a simple black coat, her long hair was blown by the cold wind, and looked at the man with serious eye injury. At last, her eyes fell on Chi Huan''s body, frowning slightly, with some sigh in her face.


    It''s Wenyi.


    "You send him first"


    before she finishes saying a word, she is interrupted by a sudden, panic voice, "Shi Qian!"


    Liang manyue got out of the taxi and ran straight over.


    It''s not that she knew Mo Shiqian was here from the beginning, but because Wenyi and chihuan were standing there with their own attractive aura, she saw chihuan and ran over.


    Then naturally I saw the man who was seriously injured.


    Even though she had been wearing black, the light was almost dark, and she could only see the general outline of Chu people, but the man''s black body seemed to be dyed dark red by blood.


    Wet the ground.


    Compared with the bright red blood, it''s not so shocking, but it''s easier for the panic to be magnified by imagination.


    What''s more, there is no need to enlarge the injuries that are not cured in the car accident, the second injuries that get out of bed, and the relentless attacks of three or four men.


    Liang manyue rushed to him without thinking. He picked him up from the hands of several bodyguards. The tears came out directly. There was a cry in his voice. "How about you? The doctor said you can''t get out of bed anymore. Why did you run out again?"


    the silent cry seemed particularly clear in this not quiet night.


    As if the night was quiet.


    Wen Yi looks at Chi Huan, and asks the bodyguards in a low voice, "be careful, take him to the hospital."


    "Yes."


    Chi Huan''s vision has already fallen on Mo Shiqian''s body. She steps on high-heeled shoes, moves forward, stops, and then stops again.


    Liang manyue cried, but no tears fell from her face.


    She didn''t go there in the end.


    Because Wenyi has come to her.


    Her voice is low and soft, with a kind of gentle illusion, but her words are neat and clear, "I won''t stop you if you want to go, but you want to know if you want to go now and accept the consequences of the past, or if it''s just a moment of intolerance and impulse, if it''s just impulse, it''s better to bear it."


    It''s better to bear it.


    These three words are like black and white words, hanging in her mind and playing repeatedly for countless times, there is no other content.


    Mo Shiqian is carried by a bodyguard and walks past her eyes.


    She saw his face, handsome, frowning, hurt, still cold.


    His arm fell down, and the dark red blood trickled down his fingertips all the way.


    Her eyes are always on him, but her face seems to be numb by the cold wind, without expression.


    A snap.


    Another slap came on her face, accompanied by extreme anger.


    It hit half of the face that the woman had fanned before, even more vigorously.


    Wen Yi frowns at Chi Huan. Seeing that she has no expression or reaction, she doesn''t stop or say anything.


    Liang manyue was so angry that she was shaking all over her body. Her eyes were disgusted that she looked at her with hatred. "Why do you do this to him? Chi Huan, how can you bear to do this to him? "


    "How can you be so cruel? How could you be such a cruel woman? He drags the body that does not have a good care to go to you at all, you let him faint in the outside, no matter, or good passers-by to send him to the hospital, what he did for you in this period of time with you, what he gave you, can''t change to a little more kind-hearted than passers-by? Are you a woman willing to kill him? "


    In Wenyi''s eyes, Chi Huan''s face is pale without blood, and her haggard face can''t be covered by the delicate makeup. Her facial features are stiff, and her facial nerves stop running.


    She has no expression, no great sorrow and pain. It''s like dead silence.


    In fact, she understands this feeling very well. The external collapse is the vent of emotion, and the internal collapse is the emptiness of a person''s everything from the beginning of spirit.


    But in Liang''s view, she is apathetic.


    She didn''t move, she didn''t regret, she didn''t even feel guilty, let alone sad.


    She was indifferent.


    How could there be such a cold-blooded and selfish woman?


    She raised her hand just to give her another slap.


    But this time, her hand was stopped by Wynn.


    Chi Huan finally had a reaction. She lifted her eyelids and said in an emotional voice, "since you care about him so much, why do you follow him to the hospital and hit me?"


    Liang manyue looks at her dark eyes. She can''t swallow at a breath. But she can''t help it. She takes back her hand and trots along with the car to the hospital.Chi Huan looks at her and admires the woman in vain.


    This is the second time she envies Liang.


    The first time was before she and moshiqian were together, she thought that who had such a handsome and loyal boyfriend was very enviable.


    Then now, no matter whether there is a result or not, she can get feedback. At least she can go in the past


    and she can not get any results, but she can''t.


    Wenyi said softly and quietly, "Miss Chi."


    Chi Huan hears her own voice, stiff and Liao ran, "thank you."


    "Don''t you really go to the hospital?"


    She looked at her blankly, "what can I do when I go?"


    "Ironing his heart is like blowing a breath on the wound. It doesn''t have any effect, but it just feels like the wound is being cared for. Then, it doesn''t hurt so much. As long as you are there when he opens his eyes, he will feel that no matter how much he receives, it''s worth it."


    Chi Huan''s eyes just blinked, and then countless tears came out.


    It seems that I have endured for a long time.


    Even she didn''t know when they had been saved without tears.


    Her face was already covered with tears, but she pulled her lips and smiled, "and then what?"


    "It''s not a good thing to be too rational or too sober sometimes, especially emotionally."


    "Well, why did you stop me just now?"


    She has passed the most impulsive time.


    Wenyi smiled. "I don''t know."


    It''s just by feeling. There''s nothing to say. It should be right or wrong.


    Chi Huan looks at the direction of the car''s disappearance and mumbles, "if only you hadn''t stopped me just now."


    If she didn''t stop her, maybe she would have followed up by now.


    "Miss Chi," Wenyi said quietly, looking into her eyes, "do you really think clearly? It doesn''t matter if he doesn''t love you, if he hates you, it doesn''t matter if he really forgets you and marries another woman?"