MTL - She Become Sweet and Cuddly-Chapter 44

He didn't talk, he stood stiffly in front of her, and it took a while to let the door open, and Lin Qingqing pulled the baggage out of the door.

She lived in the dormitory, officially applied for a resumption of classes, and rarely went back. However, Yi Zeyan often visits her. Sometimes she is alone. Sometimes she will bring her children. Every time she comes, she will buy her a lot of things, food, clothes, clothes, jewelry, and many more. She refused. Many times he still has to send, she can't just accept it, the food is used to give the dormitory people, the clothes and jewelry are given to the sister.

She is afraid that others will know his relationship with Yi Zeyan. Every time he meets in his car, then he will let people drive around the school, but even in this school there is still more about her. Rumors that she was taken care of, but Lin Qingqing did not care.

The days went by, and she made herself busy. She didn't want to see him and her children, so every time he came to find her, she could avoid it.

That night she came back from the library, through a small grove, no one inside, very quiet, quiet environment let her heart calm down, she sat down and took out a cigarette to smoke.

Just took a sip on one point, and one hand stretched out and took it away for her. She looked up and looked at the tall man standing next to her. His face was not very good.

"How are you here?"

"When did it start?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

After Lin Qingqing said, he turned and left. However, he just caught his wrist and was caught. He only heard the man behind him say: "Today is the birthday of Obuchi's one-year-old birthday. Don't you go back to accompany him?"

One year old... Time flies so fast.

The child is one year old, but he still hasn't figured it out, or he doesn't want to divorce her.

Lin Qingqing opened his hand and she did not look back. She said coldly: "I said, he has nothing to do with me. He is your child, not mine."

The voice just fell, but the man behind him suddenly hugged up. He hugged her from behind, and Lin Qingqing smelled him with a taste of wine.

His heat and the smell of his body rushed in the air. Lin Qingqing only felt that she was about to suffocate. She seemed to be stabbed. She hurriedly broke away and stepped back. She frowned and looked at him with anger. "What are you doing? Why hold me?"

He walked over to her step by step, the man with a steady atmosphere, his gas field could not cover the night, but he said in a hoarse, pleading voice, "I miss you green, I really miss you."

Lin Qingqing turned and didn't want to see his expression. "Let's go, I don't want to see you again." She hurriedly left after she said, and she didn't know how he was going.

Since then she has been hiding from him, she does not want to see him again, she does not want to see the child again, and the family, she almost never went back. She graduated in a blink of an eye, she did not intend to study, and began to look for work after graduation.

But the work is not easy to find, she is almost in the wall for a month.

On that day, she came out from a small studio, the interview failed, and she went to the interview without breakfast. When she came out, she was really hungry, and she bought a sandwich at a nearby bakery.

There is a building opposite the bakery. There is a big LeD screen on the upper floor, but the news is being broadcast on the big screen. Yicheng Group has completed a new round of acquisition plan and officially entered the film and television industry.

At the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the man was crowded and walked on the red carpet. He was followed by countless elites, but he was still so bright in a group of elites, suits and handsome, handsome and handsome.

The representative of the film company that he cooperated with was walking on his side. He was a woman with a high ponytail, wearing a suit, and he was stepping on the high heels, but he was good and good.

The two walked side by side on the red carpet, Yi Zeyan cut and then took a group photo together.

Lin Qingqing looked at the man, but after crossing a screen, it seemed to cross a galaxy. This man is her husband. He is very good, really good.

The person standing next to him should be able to compete with him like that woman.

Only the same outstanding woman can be worthy of Yi Zeyan.

Lin Qingqing returned to her home, sister's house. For a few days, she was making resumes and posting resumes. Most of them were Shi Shenhai, and several of them responded to let her go to the tea girl.

Students in the art department really find it difficult to find a job in a related profession, unless she is particularly good, and Lin Qingqing, who is temporarily transferred to a professional, is not a leader in this profession, so it is difficult to find a job.

When Lin Qingqing was on the resume, she came up and told her that Yi Zeyan came over to find her.

"He said he wouldn't leave if he didn't see you."

She has been hiding from him several times, and this time it seems that she can't hide.

Lin Qingqing went downstairs, and Yi Zeyan was in the living room. When she saw her down, he said: "Go with me."

"Where to go?"

"When you go, you will know."

Lin Qingqing thought about it and eventually went with him. The car drove to the newly built area. He took her to a newly opened commercial building.

Lin Qingqing looked at the words "Qingqing Studio" in front of him. He looked at him with a look of confusion. Yi Zeyan called the person to open the door. She and he went in and out.

"This is the studio I have prepared for you. You don't have to go to work anymore. After the studio needs to recruit people, I can help you."

This is a music studio, very large, with two floors, but currently only the first floor is equipped with equipment, Lin Qingqing took a look, these equipment are very advanced, many are imported from abroad.

He gave her studio.

When she was nowhere to go, he held such a studio in front of her and told her that Lin Qingqing didn't have to ask for another person. You can be your own boss.

She knew that he had been asking her to be happy, no matter how she refused, how to dismiss the things he gave her, but he was still tireless, holding what she needed, and what she liked came to her.

Just like now.

After the door was overwhelmed and rejected by countless people, when her heart was very low, he gave her such a gift.

It is impossible to say that there is no feeling, she even wants to cry.

Yi Zeyan, why are you doing this? why?

I am not worth it at all! You deserve to be better, and the people who are with you should not be like me.

She endured tears, and turned her back to adjust his breathing for a long time. When she turned around, she nodded her chair and smashed the mirror of the studio. Then she smiled at him without looking at her. Sir, I don't need your kindness."

Just like she used to drop his mind on the ground again and again.

She thought that he would be angry, she trampled on his kindness, he should be disappointed, and then he should be disappointed, his good intentions have been trampled again and again.

However, he just stared at the glass that had been smashed by her, and every time she refused his good intentions every time, her eyes narrowed and her expression was lost.

"Where is it not your heart? I will get it again."

Lin Qingqing is really about to collapse because of her cruelty, because of his pity, she is really about to collapse.

"Don't you understand? Yi Zeyan, I don't love you at all, you make me sick, make me sick, very disgusting! I don't want your things, do you understand?" She endured sobbing and constantly The nose of the nose is sour, "So, do you know how to divorce me?"

"The five years have not arrived yet."

She didn't dare to talk to him anymore. She didn't dare to face him anymore. She was really afraid that she would collapse. She bent over and kept calming herself until the mood recovered. She said: "I am going. Now, don't come to me later."

But he grabbed her hand. "Go back, okay? Go back and live with us. The child will walk now, and it will be called. Can you go back and see him?"

Lin Qingqing wants to open his hand, wants to escape quickly, wants to be more cruel to him, but in the end she did nothing, she went back with him.

Obuchi has already walked, and she will call her unclear.

"Ma Ma, Ma Ma, Ma Ma."

He is so cute, his eyes are big, the meat is toot, white and tender, she wants to hug him every time he sees him. But she knew that she would leave one day, and instead of letting him and her suggest her feelings, she would not like her mother.

She is a bad person, she does not have a child, she told herself.

So, she avoids him, doesn't want him to be close, and he is very embarrassed, will be far away from her, but can see her place, play with his toys, and then look up, sweetly called She said "Ma Ma."

When she was looking for a job, she began to compose her own composition. However, she would be retired once every time she voted. She couldn’t sing any more, and she didn’t have any work. The talent was not appreciated. Isn’t she really unable to succeed without Yi Zeyan?

How can she catch up with his footsteps? His company is getting bigger and bigger now. He became the man of the North City. He became the best young entrepreneur. He went further and further, but she was still in the same place.

She can't catch up with him, maybe she can't catch up with him all her life.

Looking at the rejection of the land, she really felt powerless. This feeling of power forced her to suffocate. She fell in love with drinking and liked the feeling of being paralyzed by alcohol, but she always hid in the room. People drink, don't want to be seen by children, don't want to smoke and hurt the children's body, so she hides, always alone.

On that day, however, he pushed her door open. She had already drunk a lot of wine, and her head was a little dizzy. She saw that the little step was not very stable and stepped forward to him.

"Ma Ma, Ma Ma does not cry, Ma Ma Xiaoyuan loves Ma Ma."

He came over and said to her that he was unclear, and then he put out a small hand of flesh to wipe her tears.

Lin Qingqing didn't want him to see her like this. She wanted to push him away, but she forgot that she still had a cigarette in her hand, and when she drank her head, she fainted and shook her hand, and the ash shook on his arm. .

It wasn't until Lin Qingqing realized that it was too late. He was burnt out of his hand and it hurts him so much that he burst into tears.

Looking at the cockroach on his arm, she collapsed in an instant, but she panicked, she cried in tears, but did not know what to do.

Yi Zeyan heard the sound rushing in. He was scared when he saw the scene in front of him, but he was very calm. He told Hui Min to send the child to the hospital, and he left the emotion of Lin Qingqing.

The child was taken out, and Lin Qingqing fell to the ground. She was very self-blaming and very painful. She lowered her head and cried so quickly that she could not breathe.

Yi Zeyan was kneeling beside her. He reached out and tried to appease her, but he went over and hesitated. He finally patted on her back and said, "It's okay."

Nothing, how could it be okay, he cried so sad, he was still so small.

Lin Qingqing saw the cigarette **** on the ground. The cigarette **** had not been extinguished. She picked up the cigarette **** and poked it directly on her arm. However, Yi Zeyan saw her motives and grabbed her hand while she was acting. Her movements Deceived, the cigarette **** was on his chest.

He was wearing a polo shirt, very thin, and the cigarette butts burned a hole in his clothes and burned into the meat.

She heard him sulking, she was anxious, and suddenly pushed him away, angered and asked him: "What are you doing?!"

"What are you doing?" he asked.

He took off his clothes and would be burned to the place to take a few shots and smear the ash that was burned into the meat.

"Yize Yan! Why are you doing this?! Why is it not divorced?!!" Looking at the wound in his chest, she screamed at him. "So are you satisfied?! Why do you want to leave a woman like me?" At home? Why?!"

Unlike her excitement, unlike her emotional breakdown, he calmly sat down at the bed. He looked at the wound in his chest and smiled softly. He didn't blame, didn't even think of this injury as one thing. .

"Why would I be like this..." He looked at him, his eyes were very gentle. "Remember when we just met? At that time, I was seriously injured. The closed rib fracture formed a blood pneumothorax. Although I had surgery, I recovered. Not good, the lungs are inflamed, the situation is getting more and more serious. After the doctor checked it that night, I decided that I might not survive that night. The doctor gave up me. The person who was born and died behind me gave up me. My mother also I gave up on it. Everyone thought that I couldn’t keep going. Even I felt too painful to support myself. Do you know what my thoughts are at that moment? I think it’s actually dead or alive. What do you mean? The first half of my life has been spent in the struggle for power. For the sake of profit, even the father and the son can turn against each other. I have been taught as a machine for power and profit from an early age. I have lived only for the sake of power. I used to be full of blood. I was full of desire for chasing fame and fortune, but at that moment, I was so tired that life was too bitter and too tired, really too meaningless, so then Even I have to give myself ...... "

"But there is a man who has a little girl thousands of miles away. She has never given up on me. When I am the hardest, my people around me feel that I am going to die. When I left, she gave I called, on the phone, she always encouraged me, she sang to me, sang a lot of songs, her voice was really good. She also told me that there are a lot of delicious things in this world, wait for me. She took me there. She cried and asked me not to die. I begged me over and over again, singing to me over and over again. At that moment, I found out that life was not so good except for the struggle for power, and there is still such a world. A kind and lovely person, when I am about to give up my sleep, I suddenly have the consciousness to live. I want to live. I have to find the delicious places that she told me. I want to find her. ""

He was red-eyed and his voice changed. "She made me like this selfish and ruthless world. It was the darkest time when she spent the most difficult life with me. She made me live again, my life. She gave it to me, and I only wanted to live for her for the rest of my life."

"Why am I doing this, do you understand now?"

He got up and walked over to her. "Green, I can do anything for you."

Lin Qingqing was already crying. She stepped back and shook her head and said, "But I have no voice. My good voice has been destroyed. You can't hear my song anymore."

"It doesn't matter, I don't care."

"I am no longer the kind of Lin Qingqing, everything has changed. I am not the beautiful little girl. I am very scary, really terrible. The students in the school are now seeing me afraid of me. No one dares to provoke me, because as long as someone gets me, as long as there is a little bit sorry for my place, I will resort to revenge, I become very bad, and I am even afraid of myself. So Yi Zeyan, everything Not the same, I have nothing, I can't go back."

He stepped forward and held her shoulder. "I will make you better. Believe me, okay?"

She shook his hand and shook his head. "It's useless. I have already painted the ground and I can't get out."

"Green..." He whispered to her.

"You go out, you go out! I want to be alone, you go out."

He finally did not say anything, turned and went out.

Lin Qingqing leaned against the wall, and his strength was like running out, sitting on the ground a little bit.

"Ze Yan, Ze Yan."

She whispered to him, but it was so hard to hear, her voice was really hard to hear.

The work still has not been implemented, and the music drafted is still sinking into the sea, but her heart has slowly calmed down. A few times, Yi Zeyan still disagreed with the divorce. Lin Qingqing began to travel. She seemed to be escaping something, and she was looking for an answer.

Yi Zeyan did not care about her. When she was going to travel, he let her go to travel. Apart from not divorcing, he did give her the freedom she wanted.

Just a few times when she was traveling outside, she saw Yi Zeyan in the crowd. When she looked closely, she found that she was not him. She thought she might be crazy, and she felt that he followed her.

Until that time she went to Snow Mountain, she saw him in the crowd. At that time they were a group of people, climbing all the way up the snowy mountains, the climate was very bad, everyone went very slowly.

Lin Qingqing originally thought that it was his own illusion, but he saw his familiar figure several times. In order to confirm, she deliberately fell, let the people behind go first, and he saw that she fell and could not hide. He hurried forward and asked her: "Are you okay?"

"What are you doing with me?"

He took it for granted. "Snow mountain is very dangerous, I am not at ease."

He knelt down to help her lame, "Is it twisted?"

She wants to pull her foot out of his hand. He grabs it too tightly. She can't pull it out. She doesn't know how he is so stubborn. If she looks for one thing, she has to do it. He is so busy, so things in the company. More, how can we still follow her to the snowy mountains.

Why didn't he want to let her go?

Lin Qingqing was angry and angry for a long time. She has been hiding for so many years. He has been chasing. She is so tired and tired. She wants to rest, but he does not let her stop.

She grabbed a handful of snow and called him, angered: "You are going back, don't follow me anymore."

He took the gloves off and put his hands inside the boots to help her cripple. Lin Qingqing still earned a few earns. She grabbed the snowball and kept licking him. He didn't hide, letting the snowball hit him.

Indiscriminately grabbing the snow from the ground and slamming at her, she did not pay attention to catching a stone, just as he lowered his head and gave her a lame, the stone hit him.

She heard him sulking, and Lin Qingqing realized that he had just thrown at him a stone.

She saw that he seemed to be awkward and wanted to come here. Then she saw blood flowing down the place she had picked up, flowing through his cheeks, flowing through his chin, and quickly flowing to his blue jacket, then condensed into ice.

She was scared by this picture, and he seemed to be nothing. He helped her put on her boots, knelt down, and slid her up. She saw his blood dripping down the chin. She was like this. The dream wakes up and reminds: "Yize Yan, you are bleeding."

He seemed to realize that he was hurt and looked down. He saw the blood on his body dripping on her clothes. He put her in a place where there were few people, and hurriedly helped her with the sleeves. The clothes on the blood were wiped clean, the blood had condensed, and it was not clean.

He rushed to her: "Sorry, dirty your clothes. After I go back, I will buy you a new one."

She thought he was crazy. This time, what he thought was that her clothes were stained by his blood. He wanted to buy her a new one.

Sorry, your clothes are dirty.

Sorry, the blood you took out stained your clothes.

Why is this, Yi Zeyan, then why is the excellent Yi Zeyan like this.

She was very upset and angry with him. She pushed him away and said coldly: "You give me back, go back, don't follow me anymore."

I don't know if she is too excited to see her. He hurriedly said, "Well, I will go back."

Speaking of this, it was still quite straight for a while before he turned and left.

She looked at the back and gradually walked away. The cold wind was mixed with the flying snow, and the face was sore.

He is such a fool, why is it so stupid?

She seems to be unable to escape, no matter how she resists, how to escape can not escape the circle he painted for her, still found a circle in a circle.

She can't escape Yi Zeyan and can't escape her heart.

She did not want to admit that she had already fallen in love with him.