How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight: Chapter 280 There is no way to get rid of this situation, so I raised my eyebrows, but raised my heart

   Chapter 280 There is no way to get rid of this situation, so I raised my brows, but my heart (38)

   Liang Zhongshan's words awakened Shen Yue. He looked at Wen Xien in front of him, and wanted to see a little love and warmth in her eyes, but he couldn't see anything, only a thick layer of water mist.

  What the **** is he doing? Isn't that what he wants now? He should be happy that he finally got rid of this annoying idiot.

  But why...why does my heart hurt so much, it seems like I'm about to suffocate.

   Wen Xien took the opportunity to struggle out when he was slack, and she subconsciously returned to He Runcheng who could give her warmth.

   He Runcheng hugged Wen Xien distressedly. In fact, he was still somewhat flattered. He enjoyed the young master's dependence very much, and at the same time he felt distressed about the young master's state.

   He has never resented anyone, even if he didn't live his life well since he was a child, but now that he has, he resents all those who make the young master sad.

   Hate that they die.

   Seeing Wen Xien hugging someone else, Shen Yue's chest heaved violently, as if she was angry.

   "If you don't follow me, don't even think about following me in the future!" His eyes were bloodshot, on the verge of rage.

   After Shen Yue finished speaking, she didn't look at Wen Xien again, turned and left.

   But no one knew how long he was in his heart, longing for Wen Xien to call him out, say she was wrong, and go home with him.

   But when he came out of the Liang family, he didn't hear a word of Wen Xien's retention, not even a word.

   Since that incident, Wen Xien has been in a daze, often skipping meals, even if he eats, he vomits, and he doesn't want to see anyone, and is locked in his room every day to sleep in the dark.

   She didn't want to wake up, she would rather indulge in a false dream, that dream could let her see Shen Yue smiling at her, in the dream they fell in love and there was no conspiracy to see everything she hoped for became reality.

  Wen Xien's sleep was confused and his consciousness was upside down, as if he had touched a warm body unconsciously.

  His voice was indistinct, but his tone was soft and worried, as if he had melted into an inexplicable affection, and was incredibly gentle, as if he had completely changed.

  Wen Xien hugged him tightly, as if he was the only skillful tree he was holding in the drowning water, kissing without any rules, choking and saying that what he said that day was false.

   He froze, then hugged Wen Xien even harder, and whispered next to her ear, "It's all fake..."

   When he woke up again, Wen Xien couldn't tell which was a dream and which was reality. He was looking forward to it, but when he raised his head, it was like being struck by lightning, and a heavy hammer slammed her head into her head, making her dizzy.

   The sleeping boy gradually woke up. After seeing Wen Xien's pale face, his sullen eyes suddenly awoke, and he remained silent.

  The lingering atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, Wen Xien quietly pushed him away, the long and fragile eyelashes trembled violently, and the lips opened silently like a broken petal.

   "Why you...why..."

   The young master in his arms is as fragile as a porcelain doll, and his skin is as fragile as milk, but he is still so beautiful and perfect.

   Anyone who sees it suddenly will subconsciously produce an extremely greedy possession and love.

   This person's beauty, no one understands better than He Runcheng, and does not need other extra highlights. It's just that this face has exceeded the scale that should not be in the world.

  He Runcheng hugged Wen Xien, who was struggling desperately, and said cruelly in her ear, even if she cried and beat him. "Only me, I'm the only one with you, the actor is ruthless, young master, it's time to put it down..."

   Wen Xien grabbed his shoulder and burst into tears.

   It may be that the mood swings were too great, and after stimulating the nerves, Wen Xien fell ill like this.

  The disease was raging, the fever persisted, and he almost vomited whatever he ate, and the whole person lost a lot of weight.

   After Wen Xien fainted from starvation again, Liang Zhongshan couldn't bear it any longer, and regardless of people's obstruction, he pushed open the door to the bed and dragged Wen Xien out of bed.

  Because he hadn't eaten anything in the past few days, Wen Xien, who was weak, didn't even have the strength to stand. As soon as Liang Zhongshan let go, he fell to the ground.

   Fortunately, there was a thick carpet on the floor, and there was no pain.

  He Runcheng's face changed, and he wanted to step forward to help the young master up, but Liang Zhongshan said in a cold voice, "I see who of you dares."

   For a while, no one dared to go up to help.

   Wen Xien rested his hands on the ground, both arms were shaking, and the butterfly bones on his thin back seemed to show flight.

   The crow-colored hair covered her eyebrows, but from the high nose and bleak lips, you could see the decadence and despair.

Liang Zhongshan pointed at Wen Xien on the ground, and said angrily, "Look at your current appearance, are you still a bit human? For an actor, what are you? Look at you being useless."

   Wen Xien was kicked out for almost a year, and Liang Zhongshan never came to find her during this year, which just made Wen Xien think that he really didn't want her as a traitor.

   Now suddenly hearing this familiar scolding, Wen Xien suddenly had the urge to cry.

   She sobbed softly like a fragile child. This kind of cry was a silent cry, but it was this kind of cry that made people feel even more distressed.

   How could she not cry, the person she liked since she was young, but she played around with her. She thought that the two were happy, but it was not a long-planned conspiracy.

  The pain in my heart comes from time to time, just like being immersed in the despair of being abandoned and betrayed by my lover.

   "Father..." The hoarse voice was unbelievable, not as soft as usual, "I hurt so much..."

   "Does it hurt?"

Liang Zhongshan was annoyed by his unsatisfactory appearance. His coat was still covered with snow, and he came in a hurry from outside. He rubbed his tired browbones and said hoarsely, "If it hurts, then What is the young master of the family? I can protect you, but you have to go to Du's house to make amends yourself."

   This conversation lasted all afternoon, and when Liang Zhongshan came out, he asked the girl to prepare dinner.

   This is the first time this month that Wen Xien has stepped out of the room and also went to the lobby for dinner.

   Then there was Du Jiang's funeral.

  Wen Xien was wearing a black suit, and it was snowing heavily outside, as if to set off a sad scene.

  Snow is as soft as clouds and as white as jade. Crystal clear snowflakes fluttered in the sky, the streets were covered with snow, and the houses were full of emptiness.

   There were very few people who came to attend the funeral of the Du family. I heard that the business of the Du family was in trouble, and they seemed to owe a huge sum of money. Everyone was laughing at it, and the people who came were close relatives.

   (end of this chapter)