Can You Love Me?

The more it hurts, the clearer her mind becomes. Xin Ai's hand is tightly gripping the pillow, the back of her snow-white hand is blue, the blood vessels are protruding, and the joints are turning white. Scenes.

Is everything going back to the original point again? Of course she was not reconciled.

But, in three days, how can she make Jian Zechuan happy?

It's been a while since I've known Jian Zechuan. He's always high above and difficult to get close to. She put on her cheek and couldn't get a smile from him. He is really approachable.

In the car today, she really thought she was dead and came back.

The phone rang, and Xin Ai struggled to get up and took out the phone from his bag, and saw the word Captain Shen flashing on the screen.

Xin Ai hesitated for a while before connecting.

"Xin Ai... Are you with him now?"

Shen Ce's words were a little cautious, they all knew who that "he" was.

Xin Ai replied weakly: "No..."

She leaned weakly on the sofa, her face was pale, her lips were the same color as her skin, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, and her hair stuck to her face. She looked fragile and vulnerable at the moment.

Hearing Jian Zechuan's absence, Shen Ce let go, "Xin Ai, I know that you approached Jian Zechuan to find your sister, but you don't know who Jian Zechuan is, I advise you to get out as soon as possible, don't take yourself go in..."

Xin Ai closed her eyes, someone had already told her this, but she had no way out.

"It's late, I can't get away anymore, Captain Shen, my business... don't worry about it, I have my own plan, please, please don't tell him."

Shen Ce felt distressed and anxious: "Do you think he won't be able to find out what you want to do if I don't tell you?"

Xin Ai opened his eyes and said earnestly: "He knows, but if he hasn't said anything for a day, I'll pretend he doesn't know, do you understand?"

What is Xin Ai's purpose? She and Jian Zechuan knew each other, but neither of them went to pierce the thin paper again.

No one knows how long this seemingly peaceful illusion can last.

What Shen Ce said later, Xin Ai didn't want to listen any more, she hung up after saying goodbye, she had no time to think about how to get out and how to retreat, now, she is covered in dust, can she turn back?

Feeling that the pain in her lower abdomen was not so severe, Xin Ai got up and staggered, went upstairs and changed into dry clothes.

After changing her clothes, looking at the continuous drizzle outside, Xin Ai felt an indescribable soreness in her heart.

She rubbed her face and cheered herself up. She postponed the rest and comforted the ancestor Jian Zechuan first.

If you want to calm down your ancestors, you have to see him. The only person Xin Ai can turn to for help is Jian Si.

But he didn't answer Jian Si's calls, and he didn't reply to his WeChat messages. Xin Ai was so anxious that he died.

Finally, at 8 o'clock the next night, she received a text message from an unknown number.

There are only four words on the text message: Emerald Alley.

The text message was sent by Jian Si quietly to Xin Ai. His mobile phone has been confiscated by the third master, and he changed to a new mobile phone. Xin Ai does not have his new number yet.

Jian Si guessed that Xin Ai was getting angry right now, so he kindly...helped her, as to whether it would work, it was up to him.

Seeing the text message, Xin Ai's first thought was Jian Si, she hurriedly called, but was hung up immediately.

After waiting for ten minutes, a call came, and Xin Ai answered immediately: "Hello, fourth brother?"

Jian Si's deliberately low voice came.

"Emerald Hutong, you know, the third master is in this group tonight. In these three days, you only have time tonight. Whether you can grasp it depends on your ability."

"Fourth brother, help me say something nice to fourth master."

Jian Si made this phone call to Xin Ai while he was in the bathroom, he couldn't help but put on a slightly scary sneer: "Hehe, let me speak nicely for you, we both have to die, so you can't take it easy .”

Xin Ai said pitifully: "Fourth brother, I beg you, I treat you as my own brother, if you ignore me, then I will really be ignoring you like a dog."

The muscles on Jian Si's face twitched: "You, you...let me tell you what's good about you, you're not usually very cunning, why don't you know how to do this?"

"I'm not getting the hang of it, tell me."

Jian Si took a look outside and scolded in a low voice: "Stop yelling four brothers and four brothers all day long, if I were a woman, in front of me, calling other people's brothers affectionately all day long, I wouldn't kill that bastard. "

Xin Ai bit her lips: "Then... what should I do to calm the third master?"

Jian Si shrank his neck when he thought about the terrifying appearance of the third master now.

"How would I know, anyway, you, wash your neck and come here."

He really hoped that Xin Ai could coax the third master well, otherwise, they would all have to suffer.

After hanging up the phone, Xin Ai was worried, what should I do to make Jian Zechuan happy?

She glanced at the weather forecast on her mobile phone, and gradually came up with an idea in her mind. Although the method was a bit stupid, and it might not work, but... all she could think of at the moment was this.

Xin Ai wore no makeup, and wore a long white floral cotton dress, which made her look even more pitiful, delicate and charming.

She put hundreds of dollars in her pocket, and went out without her bag and mobile phone.

...

Two hours later, Xin Ai stood in the courtyard of the 500-year-old Emerald Hutong, facing the attic where the babbling opera came out, and read aloud and emotionally the self-criticism that he had racked his brains out.

"Third Master, I promise with my passionate love for you that from now on I will never see other men behind your back, and I will never plant a grass on your head, not to mention, I have tasted such a beauty like you How can I still eat those tasteless leftovers, am I looking for abuse?"

She came here an hour ago, nothing happened, Jian Zechuan didn't see her.

If such a difficult person could be easily seen by her, Xin Ai would not be so passive.

Tonight is a difficult battle, and she is not sure at all.

Xin Ai didn't know what was going on in the house, she only knew that the coolness on her forehead told her that it was raining.

Mingdu has entered the rainy season in June. The daytime stopped today but there is no clearing. The weather forecast said that there will be light rain at night. This round of rain is expected to last for three or four days.

When the cool wind blew, Xin Ai shivered, she gritted her teeth, she was waiting for this rain, and it should be heavier, otherwise, how could she use this bitter trick?

Xin Ai stabilized his mind, calmed down his emotions, and continued: "Third Master, I swear by my happy life with you in the future. From now on, what you say is my imperial decree, and you are my king. If I don't Listen to your words, let me... let me lose the happiness with you tomorrow, I have sworn such a vicious oath, can't you trust me once?"