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Pursuit 2

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    The corridor of the hospital was originally very gloomy and cold, but Xia Xiaoran felt hot. Fu Xiyao's burning eyes were too focused, she lowered her eyes slightly to avoid it, and after a moment of silence, she slowly said: "But I have already rejected you."

    You chase and I refuse, and a love called chasing kicks off.

    He stood in the backlight, his tall and straight body enveloped her under his shadow, a strong sense of oppression followed, she rubbed her frozen fingers back and forth, thinking about how to avoid this man like a vine with a headache  entanglement.

    But who is Fu Xiyao?  He has been familiar with officialdom and shopping malls since he was a child, and he is the best at guiding problems to the side that is beneficial to him, only to hear him push the choice back to her like Tai Chi: "Even if you want to reject me, you will not refuse you to cure you  Father's chance?" Like a love hunter, he dropped the most alluring bait and approached gradually.

    Xia Xiaoran's heart began to sink, and she didn't know how to answer him for a while, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Fu Xiyao standing there calmly, she took a deep breath, frowned and said, "Let's go out first."  She didn't want her mother to see him, so she walked quickly to the stairs.

    The corners of Fu Xiyao's mouth twitched, but he followed her quietly without saying a word.  The corridor is still a single color of white, the glass window faintly reveals his profile with deep lines, those deep sea-like eyes only look at her, and what attracted him in the first place has become no longer important.

    After leaving the inpatient building, the lazy winter sun was very warm, he squinted his eyes, and whispered in Xia Xiaoran's ear: "I told you earlier that your father should come to Beijing for treatment.  Illness is a big problem, and we must always pay attention to it. My grandfather is the same. He has recuperated for many years and is now in good health. Why don't I ask someone to transfer your father to a hospital with better conditions, so you can feel at ease.  "He talked about what he thought was the most suitable arrangement, and he took it for granted that she had no reason to refuse.

    After hearing this, Xia Xiaoran thought of the expert who appeared miraculously, and the way they got to know each other just now, he must have been the one who invited them.  She sighed softly: "You know that no matter how nice you are to me, I will not accept you, please stop wasting time on me." The merciless rejection was accompanied by the cold sky and white mist sprayed on Fu Xiyao's face  His face was hot and cold, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

    Fu Xiyao stared straight at her with sharp eyes, the anger in his eyes flashed away, and he recovered his calmness in a moment, but he smiled a little mischievously: "You are stupid if you say you are stupid, it is mine to treat you well."  Nothing, you have nothing to lose anyway, why are you so nervous?" He smiled lightly, lowered his eyebrows and glanced casually, and found that her hands were red from the cold, and the knuckles of her index fingers were still red and swollen.  Gloves, he took her hand without saying anything, and gently put it on for her.

    In an instant, he rushed straight into her heart with the warmth of his temperature, and her body trembled. She pushed him away, muttering with her lips: "Look, that's how you always treat yourself without asking my wishes.  The thought of putting it on me, have you ever asked me what I really want? Like this, you know that I really need a pair of gloves?" She didn't appreciate his kindness at all, and took off the gloves all at once, throwing them at him  In the hand, the warmth stopped abruptly.

    A closed heart door seals a cold heart, not to mention such an unbearable beginning, even if he has thousands of loves, he can't get into her eyes.

    Fu Xiyao froze, couldn't help but tilt the corners of his lips, and smiled knowingly: "Because I know what you need without asking. How can you play the piano with frostbite on your hands? You can kick the quilt when you sleep, and you like to drink when you have a cold stomach.  It's cold, I like to cry when I watch any movie Tell me, what do you have that I don't know?"

    Counting in this way, even he himself was surprised and inconceivable, he knew so much about her unconsciously.

    He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep last night. He sat in the living room alone and watched the movies she had at home. Most of them were love movies they watched together.  The people around him said, "I agreed not to cry anymore", and then found that there was no one around me, it was empty, even his heart was empty.  At some point, she walked into his heart like this. If it was really a love game, then he admitted that he lost, not only lost completely, but also lost his own heart.

    Seeing Xiao Ran bit her lip and said nothing, Fu Xiyao said again: "It's not that you don't need it, it's just that you can't see what is best for you for a while. Why don't you tell me what I should do? The past is really so  Important?" People have to look forward when they are alive, the past can't be changed, it's useless to entangle, and the future is out of reach, and the only thing they can grasp is the present.

    "The scar is healed, it doesn't exist, doesn't it hurt?" Xia Xiaoran stared calmly at the crotch of his glove, it hurt so much that day, and she bit him so hard, as if she had put all her hatred away.It was all done in blood, and now, all traces have faded, and the memory is still there, she closed her eyes, "Fu Xiyao, have you really felt the pain of despair?"

    Fu Xiyao opened his mouth and closed his mouth, but he couldn't respond. His fingers pinched the sheepskin until it wrinkled, as if his heart was in a turbulent state, but his face was still trying to be calm. He had never been calmer than others. He was slow, but he couldn't tolerate it.  Others looked down upon him, and no one dared to ignore him. His feelings were above all else, so on that treacherous night, he just followed his own heart, without thinking about the consequences at all.

    Hurt her like that.

    Xia Xiaoran raised her eyes and looked up at him, and said, "Fu Xiyao, I just want to find an ordinary man who loves me, protects me, treats me well, and treats my parents well. It's just such a simple wish."

    Feeling a little stuffy, Fu Xiyao pulled off the collar of the windbreaker, looked at her with a smirk, and locked her tightly with an unusual bright light: "Yes, only Crazy Shao caught your eye. He has a good temper and is gentle enough.  But did he protect you? Why are you making trouble like this?" Ordinary?  These two words are equivalent to incompetence in his eyes.

    "So we broke up!" Xia Xiaoran couldn't help but raise her voice after being poked at the sore spot, "What about you? Can you protect me? Does your family and your identity really accept me" She hadn't said anything yet  After finishing, his kiss fell down hard, and his confident answer was heard beside his ears¡ª¡ª

    I can.

    Nothing is unachievable.

    He knew not to push her too hastily, her heart shrank into a snail shell that he thought was strong, and he had to patiently and slowly knock it open. In fact, he was really impatient, but it was different to her.  He naturally smoothed her hair that was tousled by the wind, and tied the naughty broken hair behind her ears, exposing her two hot red ears.  Then he smiled brightly, turned around and walked towards the parking lot, leaving her standing there alone, as if she hadn't recovered yet.

    He found that Ralph's disc in the car, remembering that he went to listen to her favorite performance by himself two days ago, his expression gradually became gentle, he smiled, drove the car out of the parking lot,  She's still standing there.

    He got out of the car again, handed the things to her, and said casually, "Here, this is for you!" Seeing that she didn't respond, he gave her a hard look, and said in a low voice, "Here you are."  Take it, can you still eat it?" After saying that, he stuffed something into her hand, and got back into the car again.

    Xia Xiaoran lowered her head, staring blankly at Yu Wen's album in her hand. On the cover was the autograph of the pianist Ralph she had always admired.

    Looking up again, the Jaguar, which was as arrogant as its owner, had disappeared at the corner of the street.

    She felt the chilblains on her hands a little itchy and a little painful, as if there was a different feeling that was flowing.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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