It's a big world, and I just love you

Chapter 170

He has deep black eyes and frowns slightly. He stares at her face, which can't see a trace of blood. In the depth of his pupils, he reflects complex emotions.

He turned his great body and walked to the balcony.

Take a cigarette out of your pocket and light it gently.

Take a deep breath.

White smoke, light diffuse in his face, blurred the expression on his face.

An hour ago, he was still for her betrayal, abhorrent, almost unable to control himself, will her into hell.

But now, looking at lying in the hospital bed, pale collapse of her, he is distressed.

An Chenxu is right.

All these years, what he wanted, he never got.

Clearly hate, but can't help but imprison her in his side, because the bottom of my heart is unwilling to make trouble.

But until today, he found that looking at her pain would not make him feel good.

She took away his lover's ability, he let her miss her mother's last side, they were even.

The cigarette end burns to the finger, he twists out in the balcony armrest, deep black eyes, fixed on the people in the room, as if to see enough at a time.

For a long time, he even closed his eyes and walked away.

Yan Chengchi arranged Xia Changyue's mother's funeral, which was simple, low-key and solemn.

The relatives and friends of the Xia family had avoided them as early as the bankruptcy of their family, and now there is no need to inform them.

The small memorial service is just for Xia Changyue to say goodbye to her mother.

He saw her pain, her struggle, her guilt.

She cried, and he was silent with her.

All night, she sobbed, and finally cried in his arms. She kept asking him why and why God was so cruel that she didn't give her the chance to repay her parents.

He was more and more silent.

Finally, just a light lip, "what you should worry about now is how to take good care of your father, he is not dead."

Almost cold comfort.

Xia Changyue just looked at him stupidly, four eyes relative, no one spoke.

The next second, she fainted in his arms.

Yan Chengchi hugs her hand, silently tightening, staring at her white cheek, long finger slowly across her eyebrows, describing her appearance, as if to engrave into the heart.

Thin lips slightly open, "you want the freedom, I give you."

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Xia Changyue wakes up.

Looking at the familiar room furnishings, there is a second, the brain is empty.

As soon as I was about to get up, I caught a glimpse that someone was rummaging all the time.

Her nerves a Lin, hastily sat up, found is the housekeeper and several servants, slightly a Zheng.

"Miss Xia, you wake up. These are your luggage. I've had them packed." The housekeeper stood in front of her respectfully and said softly.

"Why pack my luggage?" Xia Changyue's eyes slightly gaped, some can not return to God.

"This is Chi Shao's meaning. Chi Shao will let you move out of the villa today." Said the housekeeper, who had her luggage taken out of the room.

"Miss Xia, since you are awake, please."

Xia Changyue:

In this way, Xia Changyue was packed out of the villa.

Just like when she came, there was only one box when she arrived.

The only difference is that she doesn't even have a broken apartment.

Drag the box, standing in the street, looking at the traffic, finally turned out the mobile phone, just about to call Yan Ling, a car, drove to her, stopped.