Finally returned to Zuo Su Mansion, but it seemed like a whole century has passed.

Qu Wanwan Zou Yangyang was taken to the hospital, accompanied by Yi Qichuan.

Qianxi was forced to take her home by Su Yixia. She needed rest, not only physically, but more from the soul.

Wang Ma was surprised. She just smiled reluctantly with all the warmth and greetings, just as the strength in her body was drained.

"Ma Wang, let Xiao Qian rest first."

"Young Master, why are you so injured like this? No, I have to call the doctor over quickly."

Looking at the boy in front of him, Wang Ma couldn't stop crying. What did they experience again?

When Su Yixia raised her eyes again, Qian Xi's figure had disappeared at the end of the stairs.

Let her be quiet.

The man was extremely calm, and Wang Ma asked about his well-being. He smiled and cooperated with all the instructions, and there were too many people worried about them.

Qianxi returned to her bedroom, and there was no change in the furnishings in the room.

It was already dawn, and she closed the door and did not turn on the lights. She walked to the window, closed the window, pulled the curtains, and blocked all the light sources.

The originally pink room was completely covered with darkness.

She lifted the quilt, lay down obediently, then covered it, closed her eyes, and she was tired and it was time to go to bed.

Tears slid from the corners of my eyes silently, not sure if it was for whom or just because of this tragic everything.

Without wiping the tears, the girl seemed to be asleep.

The door was pushed open quietly, and gauze was wrapped around the man's body, and it was obvious that the wound had been treated.

His movements were very light, as if he had adapted to this dark space, and he sat down directly at the head of the girl's bed. His eyes easily found the focus, and he could see it no matter where she was.

The unclosed door reveals a faint light from the corridor.

The girl did not wash up, and there were still stains and blood on her face. The sound of her breathing created the illusion of a sweet sleep. The man reached out and pushed away the broken hair on her face.

His eyes moved slightly, but his eyebrows were frowning tightly, and his upper and lower lips were pursed tightly. His hands hidden in the quilt had already clenched their fists.

"Xiao Qian, no matter what choice you make, I will be with you."

Su Yixia's voice was very light, containing infinite tenderness and tenderness.

He understood that the pain Jane Mo caused to her was difficult to say, and no one understood it. She was carrying all this alone.

He hated that man, why did he provoke Qian Xi? But when he saw him shooting himself, he couldn't hate him anymore.

That kind of sadness, empathy, at least, he can still be with Qian Xi, and he can only fall into a dark hell.

In this world, no matter how smart a person is, he is difficult to get rid of the shackles of love, without exception.

"If, if you want to leave with him, I... can I help."

The man's voice trembled in the darkness, and the words that endured the pain were true and against his will.

In Su Yixia's eyes, Qian Xi's determination towards Jian Mo was pretending to be because she knew her identity and she couldn't help herself.

And today's wonderful scam is like a tragic song of love.

How could he bear to see her pain? Even if he endured it so much that he was about to suffocate, he could still laugh. As long as Qian Xi needed it, he could give it to her without asking for anything.

The woman's closed eyes began to tremble, and tears violently slammed into the door that was forcibly closed by herself.

"Yi Xia..." The woman finally burst into tears and rushed into the warm reward of the man.

In this world, he is the only one who thinks about himself wholeheartedly and does not ask whether it is right or wrong.

Su Yixia patted the woman's back lightly, without any comfort, and hoped that she could cry happily.

"Why is this happening? I would rather he hurt me than sacrifice for me... Yixia, do you know? Jian is not as good as you and me. But I can accept your good deeds openly. We are relatives and friends. But he can't do it! The blood of the Jian family flows on him is an unchangeable fact, and I and him are destined to be friends."

The girl cried and released the feelings that had never been expressed before when the words hidden in her heart were completely released.

"He has used me, but he has saved me many times. If it weren't for him, I might have died long ago. But so what? Yixia, tell me that he did it on purpose and was a means to deal with the Zuo Su family!"

She needs a reason to deceive herself, so that she can cheer herself up and face it again.

But for her, he chose death. What kind of conspiracy could make that noble man give up his life!

Haha, she still couldn't let go of him, but Su Yixia was already a little confused about what she said. Isn't it love? Or was it just an excuse for herself because of the lack of possible identities between the two of them.

"Xiao Qian, do you love him?"

The still gentle voice was, but only Su Yixia could taste the bitterness in it himself.

The crying came to an abrupt end, and in the silent darkness, there were only occasional sobs that could not be stopped.

Even if the light was dim, Su Yixia could feel Qian Xi's gaze.

She left the warm embrace, and a bitterness emanated from the corner of her mouth.

Love him? For Bai Qianxi, the word love can only be described in Su Zi'an.

And Jian Mo, if he could throw away everything, he could be a friend, a close friend, just like Yi Xia.

"Yixia, I will not fall in love with anyone again."

A lonely expression, a dim light, sadness, desolation.

She answered, vague and clear.

That heart that can love has long been shattered with Lin Zhitang's accident.

Besides? She only loved one person, from beginning to end, she only loved one man, his elder brother, Su Zi'an.

Never expressed that all getting along so naturally, how strong the heart is needed to face it like that.

It turns out that Qian Xi has no feelings for Jian Mo that she shouldn’t have, but she has added more sincerity to others and used it on inappropriate people.

Jian Mo is so smart, I'm afraid he has known Qian Xi's idea for a long time, so he still chose to fly into the fire, so he can't control his persistent love.

Su Yixia always habitually ignores her feelings. She is Bai Qianxi's knight, who overcomes all obstacles for her, tireless and fears pain.

In the eyes of outsiders, he might be like Jian Mo to kill, but he was willing to accept it. Being able to see the smile on her face was his greatest happiness.

"Xiao Qian, let's leave this right and wrong."

She doesn't love Jian Mo, but she can't face it. She loves Su Zi'an, but she doesn't want to face it, but she has no way to escape.

Stay here, every step is a scar.

The woman looked at him, tears flowed out from her eyes. She stretched out her hand and stroked the man's cheek.

"I won't leave, this is my home." Qianxi's eyes were crystal clear, and the biting sound of each word was very heavy. She paused for a moment, then focused on the man's face. "Yixia, don't fall in love with me, you are so good, I don't deserve it."

She had never ignored Su Yixia's kindness to her, and perhaps she had found a reason for herself with high soundness.

However, Jian Mo's confession, even though he knew her intention, he still spoke. Perhaps his original intention was to not leave any regrets, but this opening became a lifelong pain.

She began to be scared and began to feel panic.

Maybe she is selfish, she doesn't want to lose Su Yixia, and she doesn't want him to become the next Su Shengfei. Yixia is already the only person she can get close to trust, without disguise or makeup, and can breathe freely.

If Su Yixia really falls in love with her, what will she do to repay this love...

"Follower, did Jian Mo learn to be narcissistic? We are family members, and it is natural to treat you. You don't have to be burdened. I said, just be yourself in front of me."

Xiao Qian, do you know? Your appearance is not an accident in my life, but a morning light with hope in the long dark night.
Chapter completed!