After the villain gave up, the heroines came one after another

Ji Qingjue was washing fruits and vegetables numbly. Although she pretended not to care, her heart was already full of turmoil, especially the burning pain on her face, which reminded her that Qin Yuping had once again succeeded in causing her indelible harm. Song Zhiyao seemed to be tired today and went back to his room to rest. Li Xinzhi and Nangong Nuoya were chatting outside. It seemed to be a business matter, but it had nothing to do with Ji Qingjue, because she had no room to intervene. She was just an insignificant person.

"You are just a person who brings misfortune to others, just like your mother!"

Qin Yuping's voice just now suddenly echoed in her head. The strength of that slap was indeed strong enough. With that voice, it kept echoing in her mind, as if to plant this curse in her heart.

Ji Qingjue sniffed hard, and when tears were about to flow out, her body was hugged. Smelling that familiar smell and that hard body, Ji Qingjue felt supported. Li Xinzhi once again rushed to her side when she was sad.

"Sorry, Qingjue, I'm late.……"Immediately afterwards, Li Xinzhi's ashamed voice came, with tenderness and regret, and the hug gradually deepened, as if to retain the treasure that he absolutely could not lose.

But Ji Qingjue did not accept Li Xinzhi's apology, because he had done very well. Obviously, the injury he suffered for her had not healed yet, but he had to run around for her and made enemies with the Changjin family. Ji Qingjue only felt guilty about him.

Maybe Qin Yu was right. She was a disaster star that only brought misfortune to others. Li Xinzhi had done so much for her, but she could not repay his love and made him face troubles again and again.

Thinking of this, Ji Qingjue's tears finally couldn't help falling, dripping into the pool, thinking that maybe Nangong Nuoya was the most suitable partner for Xinzhi.

Equally reliable, equally powerful, and even had the Nangong family name for Li Xinzhi to rely on, and Nangong Nuoya's affection for him was definitely far greater than her own. In the car that day, in addition to telling Li Xinzhi all the information, this senior also revealed his own feelings.……

""Qingjue, are you angry?" Seeing the little hedgehog crying, Li Xinzhi asked anxiously, trying to make her stop crying.

"No, I just hate my own weakness.……"She denied it stubbornly, but her sobbing still exposed her condition. Ji Qingjue hated herself for being so dependent on others, and she hated her own weakness even more.

"Sorry Xinzhi... I want to calm down……"In this inferiority complex, Ji Qingjue broke away from Li Xinzhi's warm embrace and walked towards her room without looking back. Qin Yuping not only hurt her physically, but also mentally.

The fear that touched her heart made Ji Qingjue instinctively want to escape from reality and hide in the bed, so she ran to her room without looking back, tears falling like pearls falling off a string, unable to stop

"Sunny……"Li Xinzhi looked at Ji Qingjue's back and raised his hand helplessly, but he had no reason to dissuade her. He could feel that the little hedgehog was deeply hurt, and the spikes on her body stood up. She would instinctively defend herself against anyone who approached her.

Although he knew that Ji Qingjue needed time to calm down, when she broke free from his arms, Li Xinzhi felt fear again. It was the fear of losing a loved one. The last time he felt that way was in the May rain in his previous life.

In that endless drizzle, Lin Qingxue broke free from his embrace, walked towards Lin Zike without looking back, and Li Xinzhi had forgotten whether he cried or not. He only knew that the warm rain hitting his face was very uncomfortable, and his heart seemed to have a big hole. No matter how he filled his life afterwards, he could not make up for the emptiness. From then on, his life did not have too many colors, only iron-gray filters or bright red blood mist.

Now looking at Ji Qingjue's back, the fear appeared again, and Li Xinzhi almost fell down. Was he going to lose again? Was he going to be lonely again? Li Xinzhi suddenly felt dizzy... He didn't know how long it had been, or how long he had been crying. Ji Qingjue wrapped his body in the quilt. Even though he was filled with hunger, he didn't have the motivation to get out of bed. The door of the room was locked. At this moment, Ji Qingjue had an impulse of self-destruction.

When he was wronged as a child, Ji Qingjue would vent his feelings in this way. He would wrap himself in a quilt in a small dark room and cry until it was dark. He didn't want others to see his weak side, and he spent every night alone without anyone caring about him.

"What am I doing...……"However, unlike before, Ji Qingjue's voice of self-blame came out in a frivolous way. She knew that Li Xinzhi came with the idea of warming her up, so why did she push him away like this?

Was it her own vain self-esteem, or was she unable to accept the fact that she could not match Li Xinzhi? She learned about Li Xinzhi's past life from Senior Nuoya.

Li Xinzhi was the former young master of the famous Fang family, and a noble son who existed and was cultivated as an heir. Even though he lost everything because of his blood relationship, his ability and demeanor still made Ji Qingjue feel uneasy.

Xinzhi was very powerful, which was the impression Ji Qingjue had when they first met. However, as she got to know him better, she felt uneasy about Li Xinzhi's open-mindedness towards the past. Why did she abandon everything she cherished so easily?.

Will Xinzhi treat herself as the past in the future? Can she respond to Li Xinzhi's efforts and love, or let him down and leave her?

The more Ji Qingjue thought about it, the more terrified she became. She buried her head in the quilt again, unwilling to accept the reality, like an ostrich. The memory of her childhood revived again.

Ji Qingjue still remembered the afternoon when her mother left her. She couldn't help but regret whether she was too obedient. She knew at that time that her mother was going to abandon her as a burden.

But she still pretended to be obedient and believed that she would pick her up. She watched the back disappear in the wind and snow, and she never appeared in her life again.

Will Li Xinzhi also disappear in her life like this? Will he also abandon her like this? Ji Qingjue was increasingly shaken by this fear. What should she do to keep him? With her body? Or everything she had?

When Ji Qingjue's mind was getting more and more crooked, there was a commotion outside the window, interrupting her wild thoughts. She slowly pulled open the quilt and wanted to get out of bed to check if the window was not closed tightly, causing it to be blown crooked by the wind.

Puff!

There was a loud noise, and a figure rushed into the room. It seemed that he couldn't control his strength well, causing him to roll over unsteadily. Ji Qingjue was instinctively afraid, and huddled tightly in the quilt. But when she saw who it was, she shouted in surprise.

"Believe it!"

"Qingjue! Are you okay?"

Li Xinzhi, carrying a backpack, broke into Ji Qingjue's boudoir like a night raider. It seemed that he climbed the stairs outside the other building and jumped in through the window.

After Ji Qingjue reacted, he subconsciously got angry. Damn it, he messed around again, and the wound on his hand was obviously not healed yet!

"Ah!"

When Ji Qingjue subconsciously wanted to complain, Li Xinzhi hugged her like a flying beast clinging to warmth, hugging Ji Qingjue tightly, not wanting to leave her side for a moment.

"I'm sorry, Qingjue, for doing this, but I'm really afraid of losing you.……"

Then, Ji Qingjue heard Li Xinzhi's weak voice for the first time, and her hands began to hug the boy again, wanting to give him warmth and support.

The two of them hugged each other quietly, feeling the passage of time and the relaxation of their respective moods, letting all the anxiety dissolve in their body temperature...