The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Ma Tianxi was in great confusion.

Brushing Ye Xuewei's hand away, "Are you crazy?"

Ye Xuewei cried out: "Why, why are you resisting me so much? You obviously cared about me before! We have known each other for more than ten years! I am not blind!"

Ma Tianxi was upset by her tears and shouted: "Because we can't!"

Ye Xuewei was stunned: "What... why!"

"It's impossible anyway!"

Ma Tianxi clenched his fists fiercely, turned his face away from her, and said forcefully: "Go away, stop pestering me! Are you shameless!"

Ye Xuewei's face turned pale at his words.

This was the most intense and irreversible dispute between the two.

The two broke up completely on bad terms.

Ma Tianxi stood by the wall blankly. For a long time, his fist hit the wall hard, blood oozing out from his knuckles. The pain and depression on his face were tightly intertwined.

No one noticed a tall, thin black figure standing in the shadows a few meters away.

"Woman, what a hindrance..."

-

Something happened to Ye Xuewei.

When Tang Jiao received the news, the medical tray in his hand hit the ground.

how come……

Obviously before getting off work yesterday, she was very happy to tell herself that Ma Tianxi asked her to meet in the evening.

Looking at the nervous and shy expression on her face, I thought that the two people who had been entangled in a stalemate for so many years had finally made good progress.

Tang Jiao even cheered her up at that time. After all, Ye Xuewei's mood had been very low recently.

But how could something happen?

"She...where is she?" Tang Jiao turned his head and looked to the side.

"Still in the emergency room, he was brought here at five o'clock in the morning."

Tang Jiao didn't even have time to clean up, so he ran out.

...

"...Brother Bai, where are you going to take these flowers?"

When Ma Tianxi came to his senses, Bai Sheng was taking down his favorite black mandala from the shelf.

Can't help but wonder.

Bai Sheng kept moving, putting pots of colorful and eerie black mandalas on the cart.

A total of ten pots were placed.

He brushed off the soil on his gloves and then looked at Ma Tianxi with an inexplicable sarcasm in his tone.

"Returned?"

Ma Tianxi was stunned and licked his lips nervously, "I'm sorry, Brother Bai, it's been too dry these days and I didn't sleep well."

Bai Sheng turned around and walked to the sink in the corner. With his back to Ma Tianxi, he pulled off his gloves and washed his hands slowly.

The cold water flowed slowly through the hands, which were as black as dead branches and covered with scars and bumps.

"It's because the weather is too dry or I think too much."

He spoke calmly, took the towel in front of the stage, wiped his hands, pulled out a new pair of white gloves and put them on.

Turn around and walk to Ma Tianxi.

The cold and thin face seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"Do you really want to find a woman to get married with?"

Ma Tianxi was struck in his mind, and he straightened his back inexplicably, denying it: "No, no, Brother Bai, I have been single for a while."

"Women can be played for fun. To become so lost is a weakness of incompetence. Don't let me down."

The long and narrow brown eyes were deep, with a deep meaning that Ma Tianxi could not understand.

Ma Tianxi thought of what he had explained a few days ago and said distressedly: "Brother Bai, Tang Jiao has no enmity with me... I really..."

Ma Tianxi seemed to have expected what he would say, and walked straight to the cart with an indifferent expression.

Ma Tianxi knew that he had disappointed Bai Sheng again, so he quickly followed him.

"Brother Bai, where do you want to push him? I'll do it."

But Bai Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him steadily. When he saw the hair on his back, he consciously let go of his hand, and then said:

"Go back, it's none of your business here."

After saying that, he pushed the cart filled with black mandalas and walked out.

There were still water drops on the purple-black fertile leaves, which swayed and finally rolled to the ground and were stepped on by Bai Sheng.

Ma Tianxi watched Bai Sheng drive away in despair.

He has been thinking about the conversation with Ye Xuewei that day.

Her heartbroken expression at the end kept repeating in his mind, making him uneasy.

He shuffled to the door of the flower shop and locked the door.

I was about to go back to the law firm to work overtime when my cell phone in my trouser pocket rang very quickly.

Ma Tianxi was so shocked that his heart skipped a beat.

Then with the urgent ringing, it jumped faster and faster, and jumped harder and harder.

His face darkened and he took out his cell phone.

It was Tang Jiao who called him, which had never happened before.

Ma Tianxi swallowed his dry throat and answered the phone, "Hello, Tang——"

"Ma Tianxi, you die and come to the hospital immediately!!"

Tang Jiao's roar hit his eardrums, making his head buzz.

What happened next was completely beyond his imagination.

Ma Tianxi drove all the way through a red light and rushed to the hospital. When he got out of the car, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

His face turned pale and he staggered into the hospital.

"Rescue room, where is the rescue room?"

He grabbed a nurse and asked urgently.

"Sir, which emergency room do you want to go to?"

Ma Tianxi's eyes were red, he grabbed the nurse's shoulders hard, and roared: "Rescue room!! I ask you where the rescue room is!"

"Ma Tianxi!"

Tang Jiao was wearing a white coat and standing at the corner in front, his eyes red and looking at him with a cold expression.

There was also a policeman wearing a uniform and solemn face standing next to him.

There was a "buzz" in Ma Tianxi's head, and he almost fell to the ground.

He threw the nurse away and staggered towards Tang Jiao, but was stopped by the policeman.

"Where is Ye Xuewei?! How is Ye Xuewei!"

His hands were trembling and he looked at Tang Jiao like crazy, "Tang Jiao, tell where she is!!!"

People were coming and going in the hospital lobby, and they all couldn't help but poke their heads in and take a few more glances.

Tang Jiao clenched his fists with both hands, and the anger in his eyes not only wanted to tear Ma Tianxi into pieces, but also made him extremely flustered.

He was stopped by the police and shouted: "Tang Jiao! Talk! Where is Ye Xuewei!"

"Snapped--!"

Tang Jiao reached out and slapped Ma Tianxi hard.

He beat her mercilessly, causing her palms to tremble with pain.

"Where were you last night?"

Tang Jiao's voice was extremely cold.

"……What's the meaning……"

Ma Tianxi finally calmed down a little after being beaten, but his voice began to tremble.

An extremely ominous feeling suddenly ran up his back.

The policeman let go of his hand, adjusted his police cap, and asked seriously:

"Mr. Ma, did you have an appointment with Ye Xuewei last night?"

"Varied--"

Ma Tianxi's face was blank, "What?"

Seeing his expression, the policeman had a bad guess and stretched his hand forward.

"Please follow me to the bureau and cooperate with the investigation."

Ma Tianxi's heart sank to the bottom, and his face became numb.

The policeman held his elbow and asked him to go out. He still turned to look at Tang Jiao with a sullen face and red eyes.

His lips trembled and buzzed: "What happened to her? Tell me what happened to her..."