Chapter 52

Li Shuo felt that the person in his arms was breathing hard, but gradually calmed down, and he let go of his hand tremblingly.

Wen Xiaohui turned around and hugged him, holding back his tears, but his tears fell uncontrollably, his shoulders twitched, his heart was full of anger and pity.

Li Shuo couldn't describe his mood at the moment. He couldn't tell which of the sadness, embarrassment and anger was heavier. He only knew what it was like for the first time when his heart was hollowed out and his body felt cold.

Zhao Jinxin knew his thoughts from beginning to end, and was playing with him from beginning to end.

From the beginning to the end, only he was confused, tangled, and struggling, while Zhao Jinxin watched the zombie girl beside the tall rich and handsome like a mirror.

When he proposed to rebuild trust, when he proposed to live together, and when he proposed to separate, Zhao Jinxin knew exactly what he was thinking and what he wanted, but he just didn't want to give it, but he didn't "play enough". It was not until the last time that there was nothing else to do, so he resorted to a "confession".

Thinking about Zhao Jinxin's affectionate style at that time, he was so moved by his surprise that he almost vomited.

What kind of ruthless heart does he have to do this to others?

He Li Shuo was generous and upright and kind to others all his life. The only two people who were deliberately hurt were the two brothers who were separated by this door. One of them was the person he thought he was in love with.

The big boy who always acts like a spoiled child in front of him, Zhao Jinxin, who does not hide his flaws even if he occasionally makes bad things, is trampling on his feelings with the people he hates most by talking about the weather, as if they are cheap enough to only appear in small talk, as if Zhao Jinxin didn't care how his enemies would ridicule and despise him, as if his dignity was worthless.

No one has ever been able to humiliate him so far, and this person turned out to be the one he likes?

Thinking of the past, his tolerance, concessions, and patient management, remembering that he vowed in front of Xiaohui to "tame" Zhao Jinxin, remembering that these two people have worked hard for Zhao Jinxin's birthday, and now Zhao Jinxin is in front of his most hated enemy and In front of his closest friends, he slapped him countless times.

Li Shuo felt that his heart and lungs were about to explode. He wanted to leave this place immediately, but his legs felt like they were nailed to the floor, unable to move.

Go now, leave, leave here, don't let him see, don't let him have another chance to humiliate you...

"Li Shuo, let him go."

A cold voice was like a sharp sword from another time and space, severing the quiet night fiercely, and echoing in the empty corridor, making Li Shuo and Wen Xiaohui stiff, the ward across the door. Suddenly, there was no sound.

Li Shuo turned his head, and behind them, at some point, stood a handsome and handsome young man. The white jade-like skin still looked so translucent in the dim light, and his lips were a little sickly pale, but a pair of deep eyes However, he is unusually sharp and bright, with a depth far beyond his age, as if he can pierce the flesh and point directly at the heart. He looks so good-looking, but he has a unique cold temperament.

Luo Yi...

Wen Xiaohui came back to his senses: "Luo Yi, how are you..."

"You said you would come back in three days." Luo Yi looked at Li Shuo gloomily, "You didn't say you were with him."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Zhao Jinxin ran out in a panic.

Li Shuo's back froze, and he didn't have the courage to turn around. For the first time in his life, he felt so helpless and vulnerable that he had to hold Wen Xiaohui's hand.

Wen Xiaohui wiped away his tears fiercely: "Luo Yi, I'll explain to you later."

When no one responded, he picked up the trash can beside him with one hand and smashed it towards Zhao Jinxin.

Zhao Jinxin's face turned blue, and he dodged away.

"Zhao Jinxin, I'll fuck your ancestor's eighteenth generation!" Wen Xiaohui roared in a voice that didn't match his feminine and beautiful appearance, and then he raised his fist and was about to pounce.

Li Shuo bit his lip, awakened all his sanity with the pain, then put on his last armour, stood sideways in front of Wen Xiaohui, and said softly, "Okay, we agreed not to make trouble with the beauty bureau."

"Zhao Jinxin, you immoral beast, you stinky fool, I'll fuck you uncle." Wen Xiaohui, like a completely irritated beast, roared and scolded, "Zhao Jinxin—"

Luo Yi came over, pushed Li Shuo away rudely, took Wen Xiaohui back a few steps, frowned at Li Shuo, and then looked at Zhao Jinxin: "What are you crazy about? Who messed with you?"

"He, just him!" Wen Xiaohui pointed at Zhao Jinxin, "Lao Tzu killed you!" He kicked the air and wanted to pounce on, but was caught by Luo Yan in his arms.

"Xiaohui." Li Shuo worsened the volume, "I handle it myself, okay?"

Wen Xiaohui looked at Li Shuo, tears turned in the eye circles, his face was angry and grievances.

Li Shuo took a deep breath, turned around, facing Zhao Jinxin.

Zhao Jinxin's eyes were unusually gloomy: "Li Shuo ..."

Li Shuo had a whole placket. He didn't barely laugh. He couldn't even laugh now: "Zhao Jinxin, I am a little curious, when will you play enough?"

"I ..." Zhao Jinxin's tongue was just like, and Ren Ping's teeth were sharp, but at this time, he didn't use a little bit of martial arts. Li Shuo's eyes were like an invisible hand, holding his throat.

"I have a holiday with Shao Qun, but it is still good for you. We are still in the world. Are you fun to tease me?" Every time Li Shuo sent a word, he felt that his body was bleeding somewhere. Zhao Jinxin was in He stabbed a knife in his heart. He opened the flesh by himself and was dried under the clear sky for everyone -the person he liked -watch.

How can it hurt so much? How could it be so desperate ...

Zhao Jinxin clenched his fist and still couldn't make a sound.

Li Shuoqiang supported his last dignity, and he shrugged easily: "You can rest assured, I can afford to play when Li Shuo will play, and will never let you have the trouble of" can't get rid of ". Don't let me see you again. "He said lightly," It's disgusting. "

Zhao Jinxin's face turned white instantly, looking at Li Shuo deeply, the emotions exposed in his eyes were quite complicated.

Li Shuo turned around and supported himself to walk forward with all his pride.

"Uncle Li." Zhao Jinxin whispered, and the voice was grieving.

Li Shuo almost wet his eyes in an instant.

But he did not hesitate, did not look back, and stayed away from Zhao Jinxin step by step.

How did he go to Zhao Jinxin, how would he leave.

Wen Xiaohui stared at Zhao Jinxin with hatred: "Low-people, I wish you to hell sooner." He turned to chase Li Shuo.

Luo Yan pulled Wen Xiaohui's hand, his face was unhappy, and Wen Xiaohui calmed down a little: "Go."

After entering the elevator, Li Shuo leaned on the elevator's compartment and closed his eyes tiredly.

"Brother Li!" Wen Xiaohui helped his arm, "Are you okay? You ignore what the beast said, he can't match you, he and Shao Qun are all the way!"

Li Shuo looked at him lightly, but felt that he was stunned. He watched Wen Xiaohui's lips move, but he didn't have enough reactions to come to say that he was saying some Kestan Wushuang.

Luo Yan coughed, and said coldly, "Xiao Hui, you are getting closer to him, I'm going to be angry."

"You're waiting for a while." Wen Xiaohui said without looking back.

Luo Yan narrowed his eyes, glanced at Li Shuo, then squatted down with the elevator, and a painful breathing in his throat.

Wen Xiaohui froze, hurried over, and said nervously, "What happened to Baby? Did you encounter the wound? Who fucks let you run, find it."

Luo Yan hugged Wen Xiaohui: "Pain."

"Go downstairs and regulate you a number. How did you promise me last time? Absolutely not discharged casually."

"You said that I came back for three days, and I didn't come back for five days. I checked it, and the one who surnamed Li also came. What do you make me think?"

"Think of hair, I really can achieve it with him, and get you back. You didn't have the same hair at that time."

Luo Yi snorted again.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about you." Wen Xiaohui helped him up.

Li Shuo looked at them blankly. The two people he once thought should be the most unworthy of being together can now make him feel envious. In comparison, how sad and ridiculous his relationship must be. He said weakly: "Xiaohui, take him to register, I'll go back to the hotel first, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"But……"

Li Shuo barely held the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "I want to be alone for a while."

Wen Xiaohui nodded with red eyes.

The hospital is very close to the hotel, less than 200 meters away. But the 200 meters seemed to be the longest road he had ever traveled in his life. His legs were weak and his feet were sluggish, for fear that he would fall.

In life, I am afraid that only a toddler can have such weakness and weakness, but when a young child falls, he will receive pity and encouragement. He is already this age, and when he falls, he will only receive sympathy and ridicule. .

He resisted sympathy and hated ridicule, but all in one night.

After living smoothly and blessedly for 34 years, he was played with his feelings by a big boy 11 years younger than him. He deserved to be sympathized and ridiculed.

He was so stupid that he was ashamed of himself.

Back at the hotel, Li Shuo packed up his luggage, ripped off the bow tie around his neck, threw the book he had just read to Zhao Jinxin last night into the trash can, and left the room with his luggage.

Walking into the elevator, he was supposed to press the 1st floor, but his eyes went all the way up and stopped at the number 32, and he pressed it down unexpectedly.

Walking out of the elevator door, he looked at the double-opening solid wood door at the end of the corridor. It was the best suite in this hotel, and the hotel suite he was most familiar with in his life. He was so familiar with the layout, structure, and furniture of the room as long as he closed his eyes. He knew exactly where it was placed. In the past week, he spent a lot of time in it every day, just to surprise the person he likes with a birthday surprise.

But Zhao Jinxin gave him a slap in the face.

He walked to the suite step by step and swiped the door with his key card.

The front is a whole wall of peach-pink perfume lilies. The room is full of romantic balloons, ribbons, love, flowers, candles, graffiti, and hundreds of cute sheep puppets are piled on the ground. Covering the entire room, they all have curly horns, fluffy bodies, and eyes like little black beans.

Surrounded by the little sheep in the center is a dining table covered with a white tablecloth, on which are two pairs of exquisite relief bone china tableware.

Li Shuo seriously recalled that in his past relationships, although he has always been generous, he has never been so painstaking to anyone. The kind of doing something with full joy and expectation is not pragmatic, but purely romantic. He was afraid that he would never have the chance to experience it again, without feeling tired at all.

He put down the luggage in his hand, took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned a few buttons, rolled up his sleeves, then strode over the little fluffy sheep, picked up the stool, and smashed the dining table.

The loud noise of the collision was like the drumming of a battle, instantly arousing all the madness in his body. He took turns on the stool and smashed everything that he and Wen Xiaohui had carefully selected and arranged, the flowers on the wall, the vases that could be seen everywhere, and the careful little things. Decorations, heart-shaped candlesticks, murals, ribbons, curtains, everything he could destroy, everything with traces of his stupid things, he did everything he could to destroy.

He threw down the stool, picked up the graffiti paint bucket, and splashed it everywhere, especially the innocent-looking sheep puppets. The snow-white fur was instantly dyed with colorful colors, soaking in patches of paint. Inside, this picture is embedded in a messy background, and it seems that there are many sorrows everywhere.

In the end, Li Shuo, exhausted, sat down against the wall. He looked at his hand. He didn't know when it was scratched, and it was stained with some paint. It was very dirty. He looked at it again. The messy suite, the more I look at it, the more blurred my eyes are.

Why make yourself so embarrassed for someone who doesn't deserve it...

Li Shuo closed his eyes, and something hot and humid slid down his cheeks. He slammed the back of his head against the wall, and he longed for this pain to transfer the severe pain in his heart, but it didn't help.

So ugly, so ugly.

The way he is now is the one he most unwilling to become in his life.

He wobbled up from the ground, grabbed the suitcase and left the room.

He left a blank check at the hotel front desk and walked away without looking back.

When Zhao Jinxin returned to the hotel, it was very late.

He didn't expect Li Shuo to be still in the hotel, but when he returned to the guest room and looked at the empty room, he still felt extremely lost.

He simply packed his luggage and wanted to change to another room. If he stayed here all the time, he would inevitably be thinking wildly.

After cleaning up, he found a book in the trash can.

That was what Li Shuo read to him while holding him last night. In order to create an atmosphere, he would suddenly call in his ear from time to time. How could he be frightened by this kind of thing, it was just to amuse Li Shuo.

He picked up the book and looked at the terrifying and bloody cover in silence. The book still had obvious signs of turning over. He could even imagine Li Shuo's slender fingers holding the pages of the book, elegant and sexy. Holding the book, he turned and walked towards his box, but stopped halfway, and finally, he turned around again and threw the book back into the trash can.

A boring book, what to do with it.

He put on the suitcase and left the room one herb and one nectar.

As soon as the elevator door opened, there were six or seven cleaners standing inside, all with full equipment in their hands, almost filling the elevator. Zhao Jinxin frowned, but walked in, only to find that the elevator was going upstairs , but the door is closed.

"I think it's mentally abnormal," an aunt said.

"But I heard from Xiaoli that he is very handsome and handsome, and his words and deeds are fine, and he is very rich."

Zhao Jinxin froze.

"This kind of talent can be perverted. It's all played like this on TV. Otherwise, why would you set up the room like that and then smash it down? You even splashed paint all over the room, and you're scared to death."

"You guys are too imaginative, you must have lost your love, and it looks like you are going to celebrate your girlfriend's birthday. Ouch, what a waste of things."

Zhao Jinxin clenched the suitcase tightly and saw the elevator numbers jump to the top floor. He followed the group of cleaners out.

The door at the end of the corridor was wide open, and he saw the paint splashed on the wall at a glance. There were still decorative petals on that messy wall, and he could vaguely recognize "happybirthday" and his English name. His heart tightened, and even his breathing began to tremble, and he walked to the suite step by step uncompromising.

The suite is really scary, don't know what kind of anger it is to have such destructive power, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

"Sir, we have to clean the room, so don't watch the fun here."

"Who booked this room?" Zhao Jinxin opened his mouth and found that his voice was shaking.

"A guest who just checked out, oops, lost a lot of money, don't know what he was thinking."

Zhao Jinxin's eyes fell on the pile of sheep dolls soaked in paint.

Today was his birthday. He was so busy that he forgot. He only remembered when his mother called him in the morning. He didn't expect Li Shuo to know...

No wonder he dressed so well today and wore a beautiful bow tie...

Zhao Jinxin recalled Li Shuo's appearance, and the corners of his mouth raised, but he remembered the pain and surrender in Li Shuo's eyes, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

He put down the suitcase and weaved through the mess, not caring that the paint had ruined his shoes and pants. Even if this place has become a garbage dump now, he can roughly restore their beautiful appearance in his mind.

He looked at his watch. It wasn't past 12 o'clock. Today, he had a romantic surprise birthday and a gentle and perfect lover.

But now there is nothing.

He crouched down and picked up a sheep puppet.

It was the cleanest of all the puppets, with only a little paint splattered, most of the hair was white and soft, and there was a naive smile.

Zhao Jinxin pressed the little sheep to his chest and lowered his head heavily.

A doting voice echoed in his mind, saying "lamb". It was his own voice.

Li Shuo got off the plane, returned home in a dusty situation, took a hot shower, and fell on the bed, falling asleep.

When he woke up again, it was noon the next day. He had slept for almost 24 hours, but he still felt very tired, as if no matter how much rest he could not wash away, and his head was groggy. Don't want to do anything, just lay in bed in a daze [Comprehensive] Immortal Sybil.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

The sound was like a foreign sound, it took a long time to reach his ears, and from the ear to the brain to realize that it was a doorbell, it seemed to have traveled for a century.

Li Shuo got up from the bed and swayed to open the door.

Wen Xiaohui, holding two large plastic bags in his hands, stood at the door and looked at him, looking relieved.

Li Shuo said softly, "You're back."

"The phone was turned off after calling you for a day, trying to scare me to death." Wen Xiaohui squeezed in without any explanation.

Li Shuo laughed at himself: "What are you worried about, I'm such an old man." It's not that he is worried that he can't think about it, it's ridiculous.

"I'm just worried about you. Who can take care of such a disgusting thing." Wen Xiaohui opened the bag of food and took out all the food and drink. "You didn't eat, and your face was too ugly."

Li Shuo scratched his hair: "I'm sorry, let you see this, I'll go wash my face."

Wen Xiaohui turned around and said softly: "Brother Li, we have been friends for so many years, you have seen me in the most embarrassed state, and you have not laughed at me, and you have helped me so much, if you really take me as a friend, in my Don't force yourself in front of you, okay?"

Li Shuo stared at him blankly, then nodded lightly, he really didn't have the strength to pretend to be unrestrained, he felt tired even walking.

Wen Xiaohui pursed his lips and smiled: "I cook badly, so I won't poison you. I packed a lot of food, and they all taste good. Let's eat together."

Li Shuo was facing a table of delicious food, but he didn't have any appetite, and he didn't feel hungry, which was really strange.

Wen Xiaohui put the chopsticks into his hands: "eat, do you want me to feed you?"

Li Shuo picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, but he couldn't taste it. He didn't want Wen Xiaohui to worry, and he didn't intend to starve himself to death, so he reluctantly ate it.

"These few days, if you don't want to go out, I'll bring you meals and accompany you by the way."

Li Shuo looked up at him: "If you come to accompany me, will Luo Yi agree?"

Hearing this, Wen Xiaohui's expression became a bit different. He shrugged and said with a pretense of ease: "Oh, even coaxing and making trouble, he can't do anything to me anyway."

Li Shuo said softly: "Xiaohui, thank you, but I really don't have any major business, just rest for a few days, don't make it difficult for you for me."

"There's nothing difficult to do, you don't have to worry about it." Wen Xiaohui gave him a piece of spareribs, "Eat this now, it's delicious. After eating and watching a movie, I brought a bunch of comedies."

After dinner, Wen Xiaohui took Li Shuo to watch the movie, but Li Shuo always felt dizzy and couldn't watch any plot. Halfway through the movie, Wen Xiaohui let him go to sleep.

Li Shuo was lying on the bed, listening to Wen Xiaohui rushing in and out to clean up his room, he was very moved. It's good to have someone around, noisy, but unfortunately this person doesn't belong to him, no one belongs to him, he is still alone after all.