seek her

Lu Jinqiao suddenly panicked, she seemed to realize what Song Sipu was going to do, the room was pitch black, she didn't have time to turn on the light, she was covered like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, completely froze in his strong eagerness.

Hangover, hot, rude, urgent, that kind of strong and strong possessiveness, she couldn't breathe. She just raised his hand to remind him on his chest, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed it aside , there is no verbal interaction, no thoughtful comfort, no emotional comfort, it seems to be out of a strong possessive desire, an urgent need, only the most primitive plunder, like a lion that has been suppressed for too long, cannot Suppressing, it is like the flood after the flood is released.

She couldn't breathe, trembling slightly in fear, her hands were pressed on her sides, let him slaughter her, she couldn't make a sound, only shed tears quietly, this combination without emotional interaction, to her, was just a This kind of venting, she was willing to let him vent, but felt deeply hurt.

Thunder and lightning illuminated the mess in the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Song Sipu suddenly saw Lu Jinqiao's frightened and tearful eyes and her pale and familiar face. Song Sipu suddenly stopped the plundering and looked hard at her face.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this woman was Jin Qiao or another damn woman.

A little dazed from the hangover, he suddenly pinched that face to take a closer look, whose face it was, he couldn't tell who it was anyway, he hungover covered her shoulders, and kissed Lu Jinqiao's neck with his thin lips, as if Thinking of something angry, he suddenly bit her neck hard, the smell of blood flowed between his lips and teeth, stimulating his senses, ready to move.

Lu Jinqiao let out a cry of pain, trembling more and more, and sobbing.

The sound of sobbing rang in the ears, and the smell of blood permeated Lu Jinqiao's unique clean body fragrance, which aroused the sense of smell. The thunder passed by again, Song Sipu suddenly woke up, and suddenly looked at Lu Jinqiao's face again, and finally recognized her , "Jin Qiao..."

Lu Jinqiao was sad, but also heaved a sigh of relief.

All of Song Sipu's crazy impulses and desires cooled instantly, and suddenly died down, like a soldier without bullets disarming on the battlefield. He suddenly let go of her hands, patted her drowsy head, "Jin Qiao." He stood up staggeringly, staggered two steps back, sat down on the sofa, lowered his head with his forehead slightly resting, stabilized for a long time, and concentrated a little, "I'm sorry."

Lu Jinqiao gathered her clothes and got up, ran to turn on the light, then ran upstairs, entered another bedroom, and refused to come out.

Song Sipu looked at the blood on the ground, his pupils shrank slightly, he was dazed for a long time, he suddenly looked down at his pants, the belt was open, the pants chain was open, but it was not messy, he was not sure whether he did it or not, His memory was fragmented, and he didn't even know how he got back.

There was a bloody smell between his lips and teeth. He got up and staggered towards the bathroom. He took a shower with one hand propped against the wall. The cold water rushed through him. His drunkenness seemed to have eased a bit. Looking at the scarlet eyes in the mirror, his face was full of wounds. He suddenly tightened his thin lips in humiliation, put on his bathrobe in silence, walked outside, opened the door, and saw Lu Jinqiao's worried eyes.

Lu Jinqiao had already changed into a clean white dress and stood outside the door waiting for him, afraid that he would fall or get hurt.

Song Sipu's eyes fell on the wound on her neck, where the medicine foam had been applied, and her skin was bruised, and for a moment, he felt ashamed and guilty, this kind of heartache came from the pain of true feelings Unfortunately, he seemed to have made an unforgivable mistake towards Jin Qiao, and this mistake was related to a strange and unknown emotion.

Lu Jinqiao seemed to be afraid that he would blame himself, so she suddenly covered her neck with one hand and told him: I did it voluntarily.

But soon, Lu Jinqiao clarified: Si Pu, don't blame yourself, you didn't do anything to me, the blood was from my neck, you didn't hurt me.

Song Sipu stepped forward.

Lu Jinqiao suddenly took a step back.

Song Sipu looked at Lu Jinqiao with dark eyes, and kept a safe distance for her. He apologized again, "I'm sorry."

Why should I apologize?Does he need to apologize for being happy with her?What did he do, what did he think, what did he hide that needed to apologize to her?It's a normal thing between lovers, why do you have to apologize?How could he apologize if he hadn't felt insecure and guilty?Why are you uneasy?Did he regard the friendship between the two as hurting her?It seemed that her intuition was not wrong, there was a deep shadow left by another woman in his heart.

Lu Jinqiao plucked up the courage to come to him, and hugged him gently: Si Pu is good, nothing happened, don't be afraid.

Obviously she just hid in the room and cried a lot, obviously she knew that his urgent possessiveness was for another woman, obviously he just admitted the wrong person, but she pretended not to know anything, and gently comforted his emotions , clarified the relationship between the two, she didn't want to put pressure on him, she didn't want to cause him a burden.

She didn't know what else she could do for him other than trying to repair the three years they had missed.

In those three years, too many things happened to him. The woman who had the same face as her took something from him. He couldn't tell what it was. He was full of anger, hostility, and hatred towards that woman. Unwillingness and hatred, but also a strong possessive desire, this is an unbelievable thing for Lu Jinqiao. She doesn't understand why one person has such complicated and contradictory feelings for another person.

She also knew in her heart why Si Pu hadn't touched her for a long time.

In the past, it was because of her poor health, but now, it was because of his demons.

The reason why he didn't touch her was because he couldn't face her face, the face he once loved so much, now, it became the reason for him to resist, the reason why he couldn't look directly, he was fighting against his own demons .

This kind of demon, just like him just now, had a seizure after drunk.

I want her, but I don't want her.

Lu Jinqiao leaned gently in his arms, feeling his embrace with all his strength, Si Pu's embrace for her was unreserved, she could feel the gentle and deep love, he treated her with sincerity, respect, as always, love There is no reservation, but this is more like the dusk before sunset, the sun is struggling in the last line.

Her heart trembled slightly, as if she had just been bitten out of a wound by him, it was so painful that she didn't dare to shed tears or breathe, she just wanted to grab him hard and hug him tightly.

Once, they were so in love.

Lu Jinqiao suppressed tears and offered to sleep in a separate room. He couldn't touch her, and the two of them slept together, which was a torture to each other.

Even though she knew that he didn't touch her, it was for her own good, to give her a kind of fairness, not to let his demons accidentally hurt her, not only to leave a way for her to retreat, but also to give him time to struggle emotionally.

Isn't this a kind of sober cruelty, is it not his way out.

But it would be even more cruel to treat her as an ambiguous substitute.

It's tough left and right.

Did she come back alive because of the calamity? In the first half of her life, she was sick and happy, but she was so happy that she was envious of her now.

At this time, Jing Shu was standing in the rain. Before Ah Chu came back, she walked slowly towards the main building. When Jing Shu walked into the hall, Aunt Yu exclaimed, "Why is it raining? It's autumn, it's cold! Don't catch a cold Already!"

Jing Shu pushed her hand away and went upstairs, smiling and saying that it was raining too much.

Walking into the bedroom, Ji Linjiang sat on the sofa and flipped through Jing Shu's unfinished book. Jing Shu walked into the room wet, with slap marks on her face. She didn't say anything, and went to the bathroom to take a shower with cold water. After soaking in cold water for a long time, I checked my body temperature, and then I changed into my nightgown and came out.

Ji Linjiang looked at the red marks on her face and asked, "Did you hit her back?"

Jing Shu nodded.

After drenching in the rain and taking a bath in cold water, in the middle of the night, she got her wish and developed a high fever. Ji Linjiang took her to the medical room for an examination. She, "Why bother."

Jing Shu couldn't figure out the meaning of his words, so he didn't answer, silence is golden, his eyes flicked to the family doctor's wallet next to the computer, and then to the monitoring position.