Chapter 22

chapter22

Rui Sier was stunned, looked at Shen Zhao's red eyes, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Zhao Zhao, what did you say?"

Shen Zhao couldn't stand such a scene, she lowered her eyes and said again: "Let's break up."

"Are you kidding? Zhaozhao, this kind of joke isn't funny." Raisel was still smiling, but that smile was full of disbelief and vague injuries.

Shen Zhao's eyes couldn't help blurring, she raised her hand and wiped away tears quickly, and said coldly, "I'm not joking with you, I don't want to be with you anymore, break up."

She had been repressing the words in her heart that she did not dare to say, but at this moment she said it over and over again. At this moment, her heart was like being slashed by a knife, one knife after another, causing pain.

Seeing her expression and actions, Raisel finally realized that the person in front of her was not joking. She pursed her lips, trembling a little, before asking her in a hoarse voice for a long time, "Why? Why do you want to break up, give me a reason."

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes and didn't dare to look at her. She had preset such a scene countless times, she thought she could handle it, but when it really happened, she knew she couldn't stand it.

But there is absolutely no way at the moment, she has no choice but to break up with Sier.

What is she going to tell her? Said that she was threatened, that she sold herself to a strange woman to save her father, that she had to break up with her in order to keep her job... No, no, she couldn't say it!

She thought that even if the devil covered the sky with one hand, she would be dead? She would not be allowed to succeed, but what happened? She compromised, she had no choice but to compromise.

She can't fight her, Sier can't fight.

She didn't want Song Ling to ruin her life.

Shen Zhao raised her head and tried her best not to let the tears fall. She stared at the person in front of her with indifference and indifference in her eyes. She tried her best not to have any emotional fluctuations. She said with a fluttering smile, "I don't love you anymore, what's the reason?"

Rui Sier stood beside the bathroom door and heard the voice of the person in front of her. She said she didn't love her anymore, she didn't love her anymore...

Raisel's throat was like a blunt knife cutting flesh, she whispered and asked her: "I don't love anymore... What was it just now?"

Shen Zhao said cruelly: "That's to say goodbye to you. Didn't you say that I have something hidden in my heart? Yes, I've already thought about it. When I meet you today, I will break up with you." She raised her eyes , looked straight into her eyes, and said coldly, "I don't believe you can't detect it."

She broke up with her in the most hurtful way possible.

Heart is bleeding at the moment.

There was bitterness on Raisel's lips, and the corners of her lips trembled uncontrollably. She understands her, realizes that something is wrong with her today, and realizes that she has something hidden in her heart. But she never thought about breaking up with her.

Rui Sier suddenly laughed, burst into tears: "Break up and say goodbye... Hehe, break up and say goodbye... Shen Zhao, the way you say goodbye is to sleep with someone else?"

Shen Zhao stared at her red eyes, and she felt how much pain and sadness those eyes carried. She swallowed her sore throat and lowered her long eyes without looking at her. She didn't know how to face all this anymore, and she was afraid that Sier would not be able to bear to tell her everything if she kept asking.

But reason pulled her back again and told herself that she couldn't do it.

Xu Shi Rui Sier saw through the hesitation and forbearance in her eyes. She put her hands on her shoulders and stared at her without blinking, for fear of missing the slightest look on her face.

With humility, she asked her again in disbelief: "Zhaozhao, tell me, did something happen? Tell me, no matter how difficult it is, we will solve it together and face it together, okay?"

Tears flowed into Shen Zhao's heart, and she smiled bitterly: "What can happen? If you don't love it, you don't love it anymore. Why, are you going to pester me?"

Raisel listened to her words and saw the indifference in her eyes, but felt strange.

She is not like this, her Zhao Zhao is not such a person.

Shen Zhao tilted his head and looked down at the floor. Tears blurred her vision, but she tried hard not to let Sier see her flaws.

She is using another way of trampling on her dignity and trampling on love to let Riesle retreat.

As Song Ling did to her, Xu was hurting even more, she was hurting Sier's heart.

The room fell silent, who? No more words. With tears in her eyes, Raisel lowered her eyes and suddenly asked softly, "Is it the last time you were in Tingcheng? I know my mother's words hurt people a bit, but I promise..."

She gave her an excuse, and Shen Zhao took advantage of the situation to press her and asked her: "What guarantee do you take, whether you obey your mother's words, or your unstable job at any time, or whether the two places are separated, and you live every two or three months. See you in this hotel? Raisel, I don't want to go on like this anymore."

Raisel was stunned, her eyes reddened, and after a while, she asked her in a hoarse voice, "Is this your reason?"

Shen Zhao clearly knew how hurtful these words were, but he still said the heavy "Yes."

She didn't look at her, could you know that Sier was staring at her at the moment.

She didn't dare to look up, let alone look into her eyes.

In the silent room, who? Didn't say a word. Shen Zhao felt that she was about to suffocate, she couldn't stay here anymore, she bypassed Rui Sier, walked past her, raised her hand to open the door and was about to leave.

Behind her, Rui Sier suddenly reached out and grabbed her, and a voice came from behind her, calling her in a mournful tone, "Zhaozhao, don't go."

Shen Zhao finally cried, with her back to her position, tears streaming down her face. She wanted to turn back and threw herself into her arms and cry and tell her that it wasn't like this, she loved her, she loved her very much.

But the next second her right wrist was grabbed by someone outside the door, she raised her blurry tearful eyes and saw Song Ling standing in front of her.

The devil-like person.

When Raisel saw the person at the door, she stopped her tears, raised her eyes to meet her, and was silent for half a minute. After a long while, she said, "Who is she?"

Shen Zhao took a breath, and before she had time to speak, Song Ling suddenly pulled Shen Zhao by her side and put one hand on her waist. She smiled and said, "My name is Song Ling."

Song Ling, Song Ling...

Rui Sier remembered that the name of the caller ID on Shen Zhao's phone just now was "Song Ling."

Rui Sier looked down at the man who called himself Song Ling, with his fingers on her waist. With a slight trembling in her voice, she asked quietly, "Is it because of her?"

Shen Zhao knew what Sier was thinking, and the thing she was most afraid of finally appeared.

But at such a moment, she jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it.

The word "yes" is like a heavy olive pressing on the tip of the tongue, but there is no other way than to make mistakes. In order to make her give up, Shen Zhao deliberately said, "Yes."

Raisel suddenly laughed. She looked up at Shen Zhao, who had her back turned to her, and stared at her back. She slowly asked, "When did it happen?"

Shen Zhao closed his eyes, his consciousness gradually became numb, and pushed everything in an uncontrollable direction.

She said, "It's time to go to Russia."

It was two months ago, and Raisel pursed her lips tightly without opening her mouth.

After a long silence, she asked, "Why didn't you tell me at that time?"

After pressing question after sentence, Shen Zhao no longer knew how to answer her. She really wanted to run away. She had already tried her best to face such a scene, but every time she confronted her, she still felt distressed and was about to die. .

Song Ling stood aside, she was standing in front of Shen Zhao, and when she saw her make-up that burst into tears, she turned her eyes and finally landed on Rui Sier's face.

This was the first time she had seen Raisel.

Song Ling took out an envelope from his bag, a thick stack.

She said coldly: "Azhao can't bear to say it, then let me tell you that we met at the Moscow airport and fell in love at first sight. What's inside is the testimony."

Hearing Song Ling's words, Shen Zhao suddenly opened his eyes. She turned around and looked at the envelope in Sier's hand with disbelief on her face.

Raisel raised his hand to take the envelope that Song Ling handed over, and slowly pulled it out. Inside was a stack of photos.

Shen Zhao knew what was in it just by pulling out a corner.

Those pictures were taken at Moore and Jerry!

Raisel pulled away those photos tremblingly, Shen Zhao's eyes were fixed on her hands, she didn't know when Song Ling took so many photos.

On the plane, in the car, watching the aurora, in the snow, in the restaurant, in the park sleigh car... and the photo of the same bed, she was sleeping in Song Ling's arms with her eyes closed, the light in the photo was dim, She snuggled into Song Ling's arms...

Shen Zhao's heart suddenly came to his throat!

It was at the Jerry Hotel that night, when there was no room in the hotel, everything was in Song Ling's trap, Shen Zhao clenched his fingers tightly, and subconsciously stepped forward to explain.

Song Ling grabbed her arm and held her tightly to prevent her from passing.

Raisel lowered her head, flipping through photos one after another, witnessing the aurora trip she was absent from. Every face in the photo was smiling, brimming with the happiness she was once familiar with.

A smile can't deceive people, such happiness? It can't deceive people.

She thought it was because of hardship, but it wasn't.

Tears dripped on the photo, smudged with a smack, and landed on the smile on the photo. She lightly rubbed it with her fingers and wiped away the tear.

It's like erasing everything in the past, showing how stupid she is.

How beautiful is the love that goes both ways, she once thought that she and Zhaozhao were like this. So in order to maintain such a beautiful emotion, she did not hesitate to fight against the mother who gave birth to her and raised her.

When they are together, maybe they will suffer a lot of worldly eyes, or maybe they will encounter more hardships and obstacles in the future... She imagined how difficult their road will be in the future, but she never thought about quitting first. The person will be Shen Zhao.

Where is there so much indestructible love, she thought she had found a treasure, in fact? That's all.

Raisel swallowed all her sadness and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, Shen Zhao, let's break up."

Shen Zhao stood there in a daze, everything went as he wished.

But she is more miserable than dead now.

Song Ling pulled Shen Zhao and took her out of the hotel room. Shen Zhao let Song Ling hold her in a daze, and the people behind her were getting further and further away from her.

She didn't know how she got in the elevator and how she got out of the hotel.

It was raining heavily outside, and she stood at the gate in a daze. The cold rain blew over and blew on her cheeks. She felt that her heart was empty, as if a big hole had been opened, and the whole world could not fill it if it fell in.

She finally lost Sier.

Ji Mingshu was waiting at the door, when she saw Song Ling and Shen Zhao coming out, she glanced at Shen Zhao who was in a state of distraction, no need to guess? She knew what happened.

Song Ling grabbed Shen Zhao and took her out.

Shen Zhao suddenly threw off her hand, she stared viciously at the face in front of her, avoiding it like a ferocious beast, she shouted at her, "Go away!" After speaking, she rushed into the rain.

Song Ling didn't react for a while, watching her run fast, rushing into the road in the pouring rain.

When she was about to catch up, a phone call suddenly came.

It's the hospital's phone number.

Song Ling frowned and looked at the back disappearing in the white heavy rain. Finally, he had no choice but to answer the phone and said solemnly, "Hello."

Not knowing what to say, Song Ling said in a low voice, "I see."

Ji Mingshu stood beside Song Ling, looked up at her face, and asked tentatively, "Boss, do you want to catch up?"

Song Ling hung up the phone and looked up at the traffic and horses

On the road, it rained heavily, and it fell down in general.

For a long time? Good luck makes people, but it is raining heavily at this time.

She knew that Shen Zhao was extremely unstable now, she needed to vent, she needed to be released, even if she caught up, she might not be able to bring her back. There are some things that she can only slowly spend by herself and reconcile with herself.

"Let her go alone." Song Ling said indifferently, "Go to the hospital first."

Ji Mingshu said quietly.

The hospital called, it was about bone marrow matching.

Ji Mingshu and Song Ling arrived at the second hospital of Jiangcheng Hospital. The second hospital is different from the first hospital, and the distance is in the city center.

Song Ling went upstairs and went straight to the department on the second floor.

Meng Yunan was wearing a white lab coat, and when she looked back, she saw Song Ling with an ugly face. She smiled and said to Ji Mingshu, "Who made our president unhappy!"

Ji Mingshu followed behind Song Ling, and when he heard Meng Yunan's words, he glanced at the boss in the front left, and finally did not speak.

Meng Yunan is the boss's aunt, a doctoral student at the Medical University, and an authoritative physician expert in Jiangcheng Hospital.

There is a lot of research on leukemia.

The boss's family background is complicated, he is neither cold nor indifferent to his family, and has perennial knots.

However, she is kind to this aunt with a foreign surname. She is very polite on weekdays and often contacts her.

Song Ling's expression was relieved, her forehead hair was slightly wet, she leaned on the chair in front of the table, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked her like a young lady, "Didn't you say that there is a result of the match?"

Meng Yunan quickly operated on the computer to find out the information, and finally said, "I'm lucky, there are two results."

Song Ling raised her eyebrows lightly. She thought that the matter of bone marrow matching would be very complicated, but who knew that two results would suddenly appear out of thin air.

It was beyond her expectations.

"Is the surgery risky?" she asked.

Meng Yunan: "I can't fully understand the specific physical condition of the patient, but I can only refer to the general situation. One of the matching persons has a match rate of 90% and is a 58-year-old woman."

Meng Yunan paused and did not continue. When Song Ling heard the 90% match, she felt a little relieved and asked, "Where's the other one?"

"The other one is only 50%." Meng Yunan looked up at the person in front of her and said slowly. After a while, she asked again, "What is your relationship with this Shen Shenhua?"

Song Ling raised her eyebrows and glanced at the person opposite, stunned for two seconds, and then silently said, "A friend's father."

Meng Yunan glanced at Song Ling's expression. Her niece had a cold personality since she was a child, even her relatives? Few knew what she was thinking. Since the incident at the age of thirteen, this child has been closed and withdrawn, not knowing when he will be able to come out.

She took out a document from the drawer on the left and put it in front of Song Ling, "The bone marrow match for this second result is yours."

Song Ling lowered her eyes slightly, glanced at the report on the table, and opened it.

The above is her physical condition, blood type matching, and various physical examination indicators. The final conclusion of the report is that the bone marrow match is 50%.

Song Ling stared blankly at the report for a long time. This was the first time she knew about Shen Zhao's father's condition, and when she came to ask her aunt for help, she did a random inspection.

Sometimes things in this world are just such a coincidence.

She thinks impossible things, impossible intersections, but they all come together.

It was an accident for her to see Shen Zhao's eyes, and all the coincidences she made seemed to be another accident.

It is impossible for Meng Yunan to come up with this report without reason. Song Ling asked her lightly, "Which is more likely?"

Meng Yunan: "Actually, strictly speaking, 5/10 and 9/10 are both half-congruent, and the difference is not big. It mainly depends on the physical condition, age, physique, and bone marrow activity of the bone marrow donor, not just the rejection. Odds, there are many clinically 5/10 better than 9/10, the important thing is to look at the recovery of nursing after surgery and the degree of integration of the patient himself."

Song Ling took her words, "? That is to say, there is no difference between 50% and 90%, the younger the better, right?"

Meng Yunan nodded and said, "It can be understood in this way that the donors of bone marrow transplantation are better for young people than old ones."

Song Ling silently looked at the report in her hand and understood what she meant. She said, "I see."

"When can the surgery be arranged?" Song Ling raised his eyes, looked at Meng Yunan on the opposite side, and asked in a low voice.

Meng Yunan was a little funny, "It seems to be a very important person to have the surgery without asking how it will affect him."

As she said that, she glanced at Ji Mingshu who was behind Song Ling. Ji Mingshu glanced at her and quickly lowered his head. Even Ji Mingshu, whose expression has always been immobile, dodged his gaze, and it seemed that the matter was indeed not simple.

Song Ling: "I have checked that bone marrow transplantation does little harm to the donor, and it can be recovered later."

Meng Yunan raised his eyes lightly: "It seems that you have done a good job in your homework."

She stood up, went to get the document on the printer behind her, and sighed, "Okay, since the client has no opinion, now we just need to wait for the bone marrow recipient to recover, and then the surgery can be performed."

Song Ling put down Erlang's legs, stood up and folded his coat, and replied, "I'll contact you later."

After speaking, he turned around and took Ji Mingshu to leave.

When she came to the door, Meng Yunan suddenly stopped her again and said, "First of all, let me explain that any operation is risky. As far as I know, that Shen Shenhua's physical condition is not very good, you don't need to be too optimistic. "

Song Ling stopped beside the door, did not look back, only said in a low voice, "I see."

After that, the two left.

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After Shen Zhao left the hotel, it was pouring rain outside. She was running in the rain alone, crying and running, gradually losing her strength. She stopped by the road and looked at the blurry world in front of her, her heart gushing out. Endless despair.

She didn't know where she was going? She didn't know what she was going to do.

She felt like she had nothing, nothing left. At the most difficult time, she thought that with Si'er there, no matter how big ordeal she encountered, she could endure it, but now, Si'er is gone, and broke up with her with hatred.

Her world is broken.

Her body gradually weakened, she slowly slid down, hugging her knees and squatting alone in the rain.

Weeping and sobbing, the heavy rain devoured her whole body, and she had completely collapsed.

Song Ling left the hospital and watched the heavy rain outside. The white rain washed over the whole city, and he could no longer see the road on the opposite side.

The orange rainstorm warning was uploaded on the phone, Song Ling looked down and frowned slightly.

Why is it raining so hard all of a sudden.

After all, she was still worried, what happened today? It suddenly exceeded her expectations. She wanted to let Shen Zhao solve it by herself, but even herself? Didn't think of why she would intervene by accident.

When the anger rushed to her head, she lost her sense of reason, and made things into the worst result.

Eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls can't stand the blow.

Song Ling was afraid that she would be unable to think about it for a while and would do some unreasonable things.

He picked up the phone and dialed Shen Zhao's number.

Half a minute later, a prompt came from the receiver: the phone is turned off.

Song Ling's brows furrowed, and she said softly, "Go find it."

Ji Mingshu knew what she meant and was stunned. Let's not talk about such a heavy rain, Jiangcheng is so big, at this time, Shen Zhao is emotionally unstable, who? don't know where she ran to.

Finding it this way is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Song Ling knew it was difficult, but right now there was no other way but to look for it. She frowned and said, "You drive to the west of Tongming Road, I will go east and follow the Changni Elevated Road to find it, she should not go far. ."

With the direction, Ji Mingshu lowered his eyes and said yes.

The two split in two directions, and the car disappeared into the heavy rain.

It was getting late, and the heavy rain stopped in the evening. The whole city was shrouded in damp rain and fog. From a distance, it was bleak and depressed.

Song Ling and Ji Mingshu searched back and forth three or four times along the two roads in front of the hotel, but no one was found.

Even went to the hospital and school, but no one saw Shen Zhao.

It was getting dark, Song Ling was driving on the highway, and the cool breeze blew in through the car window with a dampness on her face, and her face gradually became ugly.

It's been almost a whole day, but Shen Zhao still hasn't been found.

She seemed to evaporate and disappeared into the city.

Can't get through on the phone, any news? No.

A strong hunch, intuition told her that something happened to Xu Shenzhao.

For the first time, there was a feeling of powerless worry, Song Ling parked the car on the side of the road with a double flash.

The sky was dark, except for the dim street lights, there was no light at all.

Song Ling took out his mobile phone and called Ji Mingshu.

"Has anyone been found?"

Ji Mingshu, like Song Ling, had no clue and couldn't get through on the phone.

Ji Mingshu said thoughtfully, "Do you want the boss to go back to the villa to take a look, it's raining so hard, and Miss Shen has nowhere to go? Has Xu gone back?"

Not without reason, Song Ling hummed, started the car, reversed the car with the steering wheel, and drove away in the direction of the villa.

Half an hour later, the car drove to the villa.

Song Ling glanced at him from a distance, there was no light in the villa, and he felt a little lost.

The car did not drive into the garage, but only to the door. Song Ling immediately got out of the car and entered the yard, opening the door and entering the house.

Turn on the light, look around, everything is the same as going out in the morning.

There were no shoes at the door, Song Ling looked up to the second floor, where the door was tightly closed, holding the last glimmer of hope, Song Ling rushed upstairs in three steps and two steps, opened the door of the room on the second floor, and a familiar breath rushed into his nose. .

She turned on the light and the room was empty.

No one, she didn't come back.

All anger and patience were wiped out, and Song Ling began to worry about Shen Zhao.

worried about her accident.

Ji Mingshu was driving? She happened to be outside the villa. Before she could find Shen Zhao, she had to listen to the boss's orders at any time.

After parking the car, Ji Mingshu changed his shoes and entered the house. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the boss coming out of the room on the second floor. Obviously, Shen Zhao did not come back.

At the same time, Song Ling's mobile phone suddenly pushed a local news notification: A nineteen-year-old girl in Jiangchengwan drowned in the river.

Song Ling had never watched this kind of push news, but at this moment, for some unknown reason, she looked at the news and subconsciously matched the people in the news to Shen Zhao.

The more he thought about some things, the more flustered he felt. Song Ling clicked on the news, and the official account was to attract people's attention. Apart from the awake title, what are the specific information characteristics? No.

Song Ling held the phone, frowned, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Go to Jiangcheng Bay."

Ji Mingshu, who was standing downstairs, was stunned for a moment. Jiangchengwan was on the outskirts of the city, more than an hour's drive away.

Will Shen Zhao be there?

she does not know. Since the boss ordered, we had to go.

The two went out and drove to Jiangcheng Bay. There was an emergency there at the moment, and there were many people around, including police officers and reporters, and a cordon had been drawn around.

Ji Mingshu was stunned for a moment. After realizing what it was, the two got out of the car and quickly walked towards the crime scene. The surrounding office staff stopped them and said in a bad tone: "There is an emergency ahead, no one is allowed to pass by!"

Song Ling was flustered, didn't listen to the man at all, and even rushed forward, Ji Mingshu pulled her behind him and pointed to the other side: "Boss, there."

Song Ling looked in the direction of Ji Mingshu, and saw a woman crying and being held by someone. It was surrounded by a dark figure lying on the ground. Song Ling frowned, knowing that it was the girl reported in the news.

Next to her is probably her mother, crying and calling for her daughter. Such a scene was too cruel, Song Ling turned his head away, couldn't bear to watch it, and felt sour in his heart.

But the nerves that had been tense suddenly relaxed at this moment, and there was a moment of happiness, only she knew what she was happy for.

Song Ling walked along the riverside to the periphery, and Jiang Feng coldly dispelled her nervous thoughts. She stood there, listening to the sound of the waves coming from a distance, and her mood gradually calmed down.

Her hair was blown all over the sky, she took out the cigarette in her pocket, raised her hand and folded it in half a circle, the lighter took a long time to light the cigarette on her thin lips. Finally dissipated in the air.

After half a cigarette was smoked, the ash drifted in the wind.

Song Ling snuffed out the cigarette butts between her fingers, and said in a flat voice, "Go back and call the police at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Dead or alive, there must be a way.

Ji Mingshu was stunned, lowered his eyes and said yes.

The missing person report must be completed within 24 hours. There is no one right now. There is no other way but to wait.

Ji Mingshu drove Song Ling back, the car drove to the door, the light was projected, and suddenly he saw a figure sitting by the wall outside the courtyard.

Both of them were startled for a while, and after looking for someone for a whole day, they could recognize it by a back, that person was Shen Zhao.

Song Ling sat in the back seat of the car, staring coldly at the figure not far away, she opened her lips: "You go back first."

Ji Mingshu could hear the pent-up anger in her voice, which others didn't know, but she followed the boss for so many years and could guess her intentions with just one sentence and one tone.

After looking for someone all day and night, Lian Ji Mingshu? don't know whether the boss is more angry or worried at this moment.

And there are many.

Song Ling got out of the car, but Ji Mingshu didn't stay any longer. He backed up the car and stepped on the accelerator to leave the villa.

Song Ling walked over, and finally stopped at the door, looking down at the man who was slumped on the ground.

She squatted down and could smell the strong smell of alcohol on her body from a distance. Song Ling reached out and squeezed her chin, forcing her to look up.

He was not too drunk, his clothes were disheveled, and the silk shirt in his coat had three buttons open, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and a half-covered curve. The makeup on her entire face was smudged, her eyes were closed, her breathing was disordered and unresponsive, like a ghost in hell.

All Song Ling's anger and forbearance erupted at this moment, she grabbed the person on the ground and rudely dragged her into the villa.

The figure behind her was like a puppet, without struggling or resisting, and let Song Ling drag her into the room on the second floor.

Angrily, Song Ling threw her on the bed, leaned down and pressed her down, kneeling on the bed with half of her long legs in an embarrassing position, holding her half face in her palms, and said ruthlessly. : "Are you capable of this? Turn off the phone, and get drunk late at night. I thought you were so affectionate that you would kill yourself for Rui Sier regardless of your life and death?!"

Her anger and impulsiveness were beyond what she should have.

Shen Zhao lifted the tip of her eyes, her eyes were scattered and blurred, she lay there looking at the person above her head, the face she wished to peel off and draw blood.

Shen Zhao raised her hand, grabbed her collar, and pulled the person above her head down. She suddenly smiled, her red lips lightly opened, she leaned against her ear, and deliberately asked, "Are you worried about me?"

The breath poured into the cochlea, with the scorching smell of alcohol.

Burned her cheeks.

Alcohol can make people confused, and the person who is obviously drunk is Shen Zhao, but she is disturbed by such an unconscious Shen Zhao at this moment.

Yes, she was worried about her, afraid that she would really kill herself for Raisel.

Seeing her silence, Shen Zhao raised her lips and deliberately touched her ears lightly, where the heat was scorching hot, making her cold lips warm.

Shen Zhao whispered in her ear: "Don't you like me?" His fingers slipped in from the collar, feeling her breathing rate, leading her into the urn, and said: "Want to kiss me? Do you want me? "

Song Ling was fascinated, and at this moment, she was seduced by her. She had never seen such Shen Zhao before.

The game changed the home court unknowingly, and Shen Zhao controlled everything. Song Ling was confused, climbed up on her lips, and moved the palm holding her face down her neck.

Suddenly pain came from the lips, Song Ling opened her eyes in pain, she looked at the person in front of her, her brows wrinkled unconsciously.

Shen Zhao's lips were stained with bright red, the lust in his eyes was gone, replaced by a mocking smile, she laughed and scolded her: "Song Ling, you are so cheap!"

Song Ling's eyes returned to indifference, knowing that she had been deceived by her, and gradually became angry. She touched her face with strength, lowered her head and kissed her lips, tormenting her severely.

The astringent smell diffused in the mouth, or the smell of alcohol. Finger climbing, rolling. Shen Zhao straightened her body, fear suddenly came to her heart, she struggled to beat her, Song Ling grabbed her wrist and pressed it to the top of her head. Anger completely took over her mind, and she was full of only one thought at the moment.

She is going to destroy Shen Zhao.

Can't get it, destroy it? Do whatever it takes.

Fear and embarrassment came up together, and suddenly the river turned upside down in the stomach. Shen Zhao felt disgusted, hugged Song Ling's arm, turned his body halfway, and vomited all over her at once.

Choking on his nose and mouth, tears suddenly poured out, Shen Zhao cried out in pain: "I hate you! Song Ling! I hate you!"

The sudden situation made Song Ling's mind gradually calm down. She looked at the mess on the bed and stopped all movements. She got up, grabbed the person on the bed, and dragged her into the bathroom.

The smell of alcohol was pungent, so Song Ling took off her coat. Before she could tear off her shirt, she picked up the shower and sprayed it on her.

The cold water awakened Shen Zhao's consciousness. After an unknown amount of time, she sat paralyzed on the floor tiles, slumped beside the toilet, her eyes were dull and fearful, and her pale face was bloodless.

Song Ling looked at her, there was no light in those eyes, and she could barely remember how she felt when she saw them for the first time.

Shen Zhao was right, she was a devil, a devil.

She persecuted and tortured a person like this, and when hatred struck, she was like a lunatic. Everything tonight had completely tortured her to the point of madness.

But seeing the dilapidated Shen Zhao like a doll at the moment, a little guilt arose in her heart unconsciously.

She is contradictory.

Shen Zhao has the ability to drive her crazy easily.

Song Ling squatted down and reached out to face her, trying to pull the person over, but Shen Zhao suddenly shivered and avoided her.

"Are you going to sit here all night?" Song Ling frowned and said in a low voice.

Shen Zhao sat there holding his knees, staring blankly at one place. Her hair was dripping wet, and it slowly slid down her face. She couldn't help shivering, feeling the trembling of her teeth, she said, "Song Ling, if I die, will you still be there? Kindness is sent once, and save my father."

Song Ling suddenly froze when she heard her words. She raised her eyes and glanced at her, and said coldly, "If you die, I will never save him."

Shen Zhao tried her best to raise her face, her eyes were distracted, and she couldn't focus at all. She stared at the person in front of her, and said softly with her chapped lips, "Then let's die together."

Even death? When you are not afraid, the person in front of you has already conquered everything. In this battle, Song Ling was the first to compromise.

Song Ling looked at her, stared into her eyes, and said seriously: "Two years, as long as two years, once the deadline is up, I will let you go."

Two years is enough for everything to be resolved.

Shen Zhao's eyes flashed, and he looked up at Song Ling without speaking.

Song Ling looked at her slightly lively expression, and knew that her bargaining chip had an effect, she slowly approached, and opened her mouth again to tempt her: "In two years, as long as you are obedient, wait for two years to arrive, a bone marrow transplant? Okay, Reconciling with Raisel? Well, I won't interfere anymore."

In two years, Shen Zhao can count on which one is more important than those conditions. She raised her eyes again: "I want you to sign a contract with me."

Song Ling knew that she had agreed to her conditions, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay."

Saying that Song Ling reached out to her, Shen Zhao subconsciously stepped back, but after the next second, as if he suddenly remembered something, he finally stopped resisting, and let Song Ling hold himself up and take her back to the room.