She became the white moonlight of the black lotus

【Pasuk’s road, it’s over here.But Charlie's road still has to go on and on.

Over the Chilkoot Hills, to the parish of Hanyins, and onward, in the glory of the sun, full of honor and greatness.

He will go where there are many women,? And they are all good women.Still, he'll never get a deeper love than Pasuk's. 】

When she met Shang Ning Xiangxiang's eyes, this passage suddenly appeared in her mind.

In the book, Jack London described a woman who gave up food for love and finally froze to death in a blizzard.

Huo Xingyu couldn't help being confused every time he saw this kind of scenes where he was overwhelmed by emotion and lost his mind, whether it was Jack London or the dream under the willow tree.

What kind of feeling and what kind of person are you facing, can make people give up their immediate interests, ignore the rational choice of putting themselves first, and sacrifice themselves in exchange for the priority of others.

In the past, Huo Xingyu did not understand it.

But when she looked at Ning Xiangxiang's puzzled and angry eyes, all the doubts in her heart seemed to dissipate at this moment.

She suddenly felt that part of her body and mind became Pasuke who voluntarily died in the blizzard for her lover. The concepts in her mind that put herself first and benefit first were all for Ning Xiangxiang at this moment. People fall.

Facing this woman, she can ignore her interests and think about what is Ning Xiangxiang's dominant strategy.

Under her gaze at this moment, she realized that for herself, Ning Xiangxiang was comparable to what she thought were the most valuable and beautiful things.

Just when the urge to drop that kiss surged in my heart.

She felt a burning sensation climbing up from her spine, waist and abdomen, throbbing from her heart to her lips and teeth.

The cheeks and the tips of the ears couldn't help being stained with a scorching crimson color.

She didn't want Ning Xiangxiang to see the blush on her face, so she raised her hand to cover her beautiful eyes.

When the humidity and heat were sticking together and separating, her lips and teeth were pressed against Ning Xiangxiang's side face, her ears rubbed against her temples, and she spoke in a low voice;

"As long as you say you don't like it, I won't see her again."

She handed over the decision-making power to Ning Xiangxiang.

She wanted an affirmative answer.

As long as Ning Xiangxiang said it, as long as she asked, Huo Xingyu could do everything.

During the silent time, the world was so silent that Ning Xiangxiang could only hear Huo Xingyu's breathing and feel the rise and fall of her chest.

Ning Xiangxiang's fingertips grasping the shirt on her forearm trembled slightly.

In the sticky and charming touch, she had to admit that Huo Xingyu had the power to bewitch people.

Her compelling beauty is sharper than the edge of a sword, and there is a seductive sweetness hidden in her edge.

Those words in the ears and temples are addictive stimulants.

"I..." Ning Xiangxiang opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was interrupted by a bell.

The mobile phone placed aside was spinning and vibrating, and the rapid ringing seemed to wake her up from her dream.

Ning Xiangxiang stretched out his hand to push her, and hurriedly picked up the mobile phone beside her.

What jumped on the screen was the word Ning Huaiai.

Seeing this name, her heart sank, she moved her body backwards, and freed herself from the envelop of Huo Xingyu.

"What did I ask you to do? Ning Xiangxiang! What did I ask you to do!"

As soon as she picked up the phone, Ning Huaiai's angry voice burst into her ears.

Shocked by his roar, she instantly understood what Ning Huaiai wanted to say.

Coming and going is just because of the hot search today.

She turned sideways and spoke to the person on the other end of the phone: "Dad, talk slowly if you have anything to say."

"Speak slowly? Why should I speak slowly! Why did you offend Huo Xingyu? Can you make an apology?" Ning Huaiai's anger continued to rise:

"Now your sister is still in the ICU. In our family, there are two patients with your mother. You burn so much money in a day. Today, the stock market fell again..."

Ning Xiangxiang suddenly understood the two sentences of hospital burning money and stock market crashing together.

Before this overwhelming negativity, Ning Huaiai didn't think of any consolation.

His first reaction was that he was afraid that his fixed income outside of the Ning family would be affected.

For Ning Huaiai's mind that doesn't make money, while spending money like water, while loving money, he will never let others take a little profit, and never want to spend a penny on people other than himself She already has a deep understanding of her personality.

The Ning family's family business and the money she earned supported her father very well.

As a result, Ning Huaiai has no strengths other than eating, drinking and having fun.

But this kind of person is also extremely weak under the strong and barbaric surface.

He clings to money and does not let go of it. People who have no way to make money, the more he becomes his source of income, the more he can control him.

She laughed and continued softly: "Don't worry, I will find a way, and it won't cause economic losses to you and your aunt."

Hearing the concession and flattery in Ning Xiangxiang's words, Huo Xingyu felt restless in his heart.

In his previous life, Ning Xiangxiang never told her about her family members.

So much so that Ning Huaiai licked her face and asked for investment, she never refused for Ning Xiangxiang's face.

Seeing Ning Xiangxiang's timid obedience in front of her, she felt that it was necessary to deal with Ning Huaiai.

Thinking about it, Huo Xingyu walked slowly to her side, stretched out his hand, and took away the mobile phone that was stuck to her ear.

Under Ning Xiangxiang's astonished gaze, listening to Ning Huaiai's louder and louder irritability on the phone, she said:

"Uncle Ning."

Hearing this familiar tone of indifference mixed with reason and arrogance, Ning Huaiai stuttered in astonishment, the rolling curses in his mouth suddenly choked in his throat, and he spoke tremblingly:

"Huo, Miss Huo Si?"

"Yes..." Huo Xingyu pinched Ning Xiangxiang's fingers in front of him, who wanted to get back the phone, and stroked her fingertips, with a slight smile on his face:

"If you need money, you can come to me. I will go back next Friday and invite my uncle to come to my company to discuss business."

"Hey! Well, well, then it's settled like this. When the time comes, I will come to visit and cause you trouble, trouble..."

Listening to Ning Huaiai's anger suddenly turned into a smile, she hurriedly apologized to herself on the other end of the phone.

Huo Xingyu fiddled with the finger she was about to twitch, and continued in a neutral manner: "Uncle, if you want to reprimand someone in the future, you can also call me, I'm all ears."

The piecemeal information that she put together from her words made Ning Huai'ai even more terrified, and said to Huo Xingyu?

How could he have the guts to do so, so he could only apologize more submissively, explaining over and over again that it was his impulsiveness.

Huo Xingyu hung up the phone, looking at Ning Xiangxiang who was staring at her angrily.

She felt inexplicably in a good mood.

Holding the phone and shaking it in front of Ning Xiangxiang, she smiled and said, "Uncle said let's go to bed early."

"Sleep on your head!"

Ning Xiangxiang snatched the phone, thinking about scolding her again, when Huo Xingyu hugged her all of a sudden.

The sudden suspension forced her to hold on to Huo Xingyu's skirt. The wetness and the sudden hug just now made her tense up, and she preemptively threatened:

"What are you doing? Although I have a broken leg, it is more than enough to face a hooligan like you whose flesh/body has been corrupted by money."

Huo Xingyu couldn't help but find it funny when he heard what she said.

In her own life, she was only labeled as an elite, but Ning Xiangxiang gave her the title of a hooligan.

Or a hooligan whose flesh/body is corrupted by money.

Huo Xingyu picked her up and came to the bed, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt aside and rolled Ning Xiangxiang up, wrapping her tightly.

She turned onto the bed and lay outside the quilt. She stretched out her hand to hold Ning Xiangxiang in her arms: "Of course it's doing what a hooligan should do, such as corrupting other people's flesh/body?"

Hearing this, even though one was inside the quilt and the other was outside the quilt, Ning Xiangxiang's brain still rang, and he tried to push her away, but Huo Xingyu was getting tighter and tighter in the arms of the quilt, as if It was as if he wanted to strangle her into his body.

Ning Xiangxiang's leg was still hurt, so he could only bury his head in the quilt and curl up in that embrace if he couldn't move.

The warm lights by the lake come in through the glass, and the shadows of the trees dance with the light images in the evening wind.

After a while, she buried herself in the quilt and said sullenly, "I'm kindly trying to persuade you not to give my dad money. You don't know that this is a bottomless pit. Once you give it to me, you won't be able to get out of it. He will keep asking you for it." , aren't you the most afraid of trouble, you have to get involved to do something."

"I know..." Hearing her words, Huo Xingyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. She reached out and pulled the quilt down, exposing Ning Xiangxiang's face from under the quilt, looking at those little deer eyes.

In those beautiful eyes, she saw her own reflection. Huo Xingyu whispered her name and murmured:

"Ning Xiangxiang, since when did you become so beautiful?"

When this inexplicable question was asked, Huo Xingyu knew that he was not actually asking Ning Xiangxiang.

She wanted to ask herself, since when did she think that Ning Xiangxiang was the most beautiful?

Since when did he find it cute even when she stared at him angrily?

Huo Xingyu had no way to answer.

She looked at Ning Xiangxiang who was held tightly in her arms. This room, this bed, quilt, and pillows all made her smell Ning Xiangxiang's breath.

There was a hot throbbing in her heart, this charming atmosphere made her want to do something, but she also knew that she couldn't do something.

Looking at her face, she was silent for a while, then suddenly reached out and pushed Ning Xiangxiang's head back into the quilt.

Faced with this sudden dull head, Ning Xiangxiang was stunned.

Before she could ask, she heard Huo Xingyu's cold voice muffled from outside the blanket;

"That's why there is no color in the air, no feelings, thoughts, thoughts, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless body, fragrance, touch, vision, and even unconsciousness. There is no ignorance, and there is no end to ignorance..."

……

Is this reciting the Heart Sutra? ?

A huge doubt arose in Ning Xiangxiang's heart, and she began to wonder if she was hallucinating.

If it weren't for the whole person being wrapped in a quilt now, she really wanted to use her mobile phone to post a question;

["Ex-wife" suddenly wrapped me in a quilt and began to chant scriptures. Is she performing some kind of exorcism ceremony? 】

Ning Xiangxiang stretched out his hand from under the quilt to push her, and said, "Don't read this."

"What do you read, a bedtime story?"