MTL - Winner Takes All-Chapter 52 .the latest update

Li Shuo felt that the person in his arms was breathing hard, but gradually calmed down before he shivered and released his hand.

Wen Xiaohui turned and hugged him. He couldn't say anything, but his tears fell uncontrollably. His shoulders drew, his heart filled with anger and pity.

Li Shuo could not describe the mood at the moment. It's hard to say which sadness, embarrassment and anger are more serious than that. He only knew for the first time what he felt when his heart was hollowed out and the whole body was cold.

Zhao Jinxin knew his mind from beginning to end, and was playing with him from beginning to end.

From beginning to end, only himself was confused, tangled, and struggling, and Zhao Jinxin looked at him with a clear mirror.

When he proposed to rebuild trust, when he proposed cohabitation, and when he proposed separation, Zhao Jinxin knew exactly what he was thinking and what he wanted, but he didn't want to give it away, but he didn't "play enough". It wasn't until the end that nothing could be done to make a confession.

Think of Zhao Jinxin's affectionate models at that time, his surprise was moved, he was going to vomit.

What kind of cold heart is it to practice others like this?

In his lifetime, Li Shuo was generous and benevolent, and was kind to others, but was deliberately injured. The two brothers in the door, one of them, was a person he thought he liked.

The big boy who was always spoiled in front of him, Zhao Jinxin who was unscathed even occasionally, was trampled on his feelings with the most disgusting person by talking about the weather, as if they were cheap enough to only appear in small talk, as if Zhao Jinxin didn't care what his enemies would ridicule and despise him, as if his dignity was worthless.

No one can humiliate him so far, and this person turned out to be someone he likes?

Thinking of the past, his tolerance, concession, and patience, remembering that he vowed to “tame” Zhao Jinxin in front of Xiaohui, remembering that these two people have worked hard for Zhao Jinxin's birthday these days, and now Zhao Jinxin is facing his most hated enemy and In front of his closest friends, he slapped countless slaps of him.

Li Shuo felt his heart and lungs were about to explode. He wanted to leave the place immediately, but his legs were nailed into the floor and he couldn't move.

Go now, leave, leave here, you can't let him see, you won't let him have another chance to humiliate you ...

"Li Shuo, let go of him."

A voice with a sense of coldness was like a sharp sword from another time and space, fiercely splitting the quiet night, and the paragraphs echoed in the empty corridor, making Li Shuo and Wen Xiaohui stiff, a ward across the door. There was suddenly no sound.

Li Shuo turned his head. Behind them, I do n’t know when a handsome young man was standing. The white jade skin still looked so transparent in the dim light, and the lips were a bit sickly pale, but a pair of deep eyes But it is extremely sharp and bright, with a depth far beyond the age, as if it can pierce the flesh and point directly at the heart. He looks so beautiful, but has a unique Morin temperament.

Luo Yan ...

Wen Xiaohui returned to God: "Luo Ye, how are you ..."

"You said to be back in three days." Luo Yan looked at Li Shuo gloomily. "You didn't say you were with him."

The ward door was pushed open, and Zhao Jinxin ran out in panic.

Li Shuo's back froze. He didn't have the courage to turn around. For the first time in his life, he felt so helpless and fragile that he had to hold Wen Xiaohui's hand.

Wen Xiaohui wiped away his tears fiercely: "Luo Ye, I'll explain to you later."

When everyone didn't respond, he picked up the trash can beside him and smashed it towards Zhao Jinxin.

Zhao Jinxin's face turned blue, and she ducked away.

"Zhao Jinxin, I beat your ancestor eighteenth generation!" Wen Xiaohui roared with a voice that was totally inconsistent with his feminine and beautiful appearance, then raised his fist and rushed up.

Li Shuo bit his lips and awakened all his consciousness with pain. Then he put on his last arm, and stood sideways in front of Wen Xiaohui, and said quietly, "Well, don't make trouble if you say yes."

"Zhao Jinxin, you are a virtuous beast, and you are stupid, I slap your uncle." Wen Xiaohui, like a completely enraged beast, opened his teeth and yelled, "Zhao Jinxin--"

Luo Yan came over, politely pushed away Li Shuo, took Wen Xiaohui back a few steps, frowned at Li Shuo, and then looked at Zhao Jinxin: "What are you crazy? Who provoked you?"

"He, it's him!" Wen Xiaohui pointed at Zhao Jinxin, "I'll kill you!" He kicked the air and wanted to pounce, but Luo Luo could not move in his arms.

"Xiaohui." Li Shuo increased the volume, "I will handle it myself, will you?"

Wen Xiaohui looked at Li Shuo, tears twirled in his eyes, his face full of anger and grievances.

Li Shuo took a deep breath and turned around to face Zhao Jinxin.

Zhao Jinxin's eyes were abnormally gloomy: "Li Shuo ..."

Li Shuo adjusted his jacket, and he didn't laugh himself. He couldn't even laugh now: "Zhao Jinxin, I'm a little curious. When will you have enough fun?"

"I ..." Zhao Jinxin's tongue was knotted, Ren Ping's teeth were sharp, but at this time there was no place to use it. Li Shuo's dismal eyes looked like an invisible hand, choking his throat.

"I have a festival with Shao Qun, but it ’s still good for you. Our two families are still friends. Is it fun to tease me?" Every time Li Shuo issued a word, he felt that somewhere in his body was bleeding, Zhao Jinxin was at He stabbed a knife in his heart, and he opened the flesh with his own hands, and dried it in the clear sky, for everyone-the person he hated and the one he liked-to watch.

How could it be so painful? How could it be so desperate ...

Zhao Jinxin clenched his fists, still unable to make a sound.

Supporting the last dignity, Li Shuoqiang shrugged easily: "You can rest assured that I can afford to play at any time, Li Suo will definitely not let you have the" can't get rid of "trouble, out of this hospital Don't let me see you again, "he said lightly," too disgusting. "

Zhao Jinxin's complexion instantly turned white and looked at Li Shuo deeply. The emotion leaked in his eyes was quite complicated.

Li Shuo turned around, striding forward with all the pride of this life.

"Uncle Li." Zhao Jinxin whispered, and the voice was aggrieved.

Li Shuo wet his eyes almost instantly.

But he didn't hesitate, didn't look back, step by step away from Zhao Jinxin.

How he left Zhao Jinxin.

Wen Xiaohui stared at Zhao Jinxin with a hate on his face: "Bitch-man, I wish you to go to **** soon." He turned to chase Li Shuo.

Luo Yan held Wen Xiaohui's hand, his face was indifferent, and Wen Xiaohui calmed down a little: "Go."

After entering the elevator, Li Shuo leaned back against the elevator car and closed his eyes wearily.

"Brother Li!" Wen Xiaohui held his arm, "Are you okay? You don't care what the beast said, he doesn't deserve you, he and Shao Qun are all the way!"

Li Shuo looked at him lightly, but felt that he was embarrassed. He watched Wen Xiaohui's lips move, but he didn't react enough to what he was talking about.

Luo Yan coughed softly and said coldly, "Brother Xiaohui, I'm going to get angry if you get closer to him."

"You're talking later." Wen Xiaohui said without looking back.

Luo narrowed his eyes, glanced at Li Shuo, then squatted down while holding the elevator, a painful gasp in his throat.

Wen Xiaohui froze, hurried over, and said nervously, "What's the matter with you, baby? Did you run into the wound? Who the **** made you come here, find me."

Luo Yan hugged Wen Xiaohui: "It hurts."

"I'll call you downstairs. How did you promise me last time? Absolutely not discharged."

"You said to be back in three days, but not back in five days. I checked it and the surname Li also came. What do you make me think?"

"Think of Mao, if I can really make it with him, I can still get you. You didn't grow hair at that time."

Luo Yan moaned again.

"Okay, don't say you anymore." Wen Xiaohui helped him up.

Li Shuo looked at them indifferently. The two people he used to think should not be together now can now make him envious. By comparison, how sad and ridiculous his feelings should be. He said weakly: "Xiaohui, you can take him to register, I'll go back to the hotel first, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"but……"

Li Shuo barely held the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "I want to be alone for a while."

Wen Xiaohui nodded with red eyes.

The hospital is very close to the hotel, less than 200 meters. But the two hundred meters seemed to be the longest section of his life. His legs were soft and his steps were futile, for fear of falling down.

I am afraid that only in the childhood of a toddler, there will be such weakness and weakness, but the young child falls down and will receive pity and encouragement. He is already at this age, and when he falls down, he will only gain sympathy and ridicule .

He resisted sympathy, hated mocking, but met all night.

After 34 years of living a blessed life, he was fooled by a big boy 11 years younger than himself, and he deserved to be sympathized and ridiculed.

He was stupid enough to feel ashamed of himself.

Back at the hotel, Li Shuo packed his luggage, ripped off the bow tie around his neck, threw the book that Zhao Jinxin had read last night into the trash, and left the room with his luggage.

Entering the elevator, he was supposed to press the 1st floor, but his eyes went up all the way, staying on the number 32, and he pressed the ghostly.

When he stepped out of the elevator door, he looked at the double solid wood door at the end of the corridor. That was the best suite in this hotel. It was also the hotel suite he was most familiar with in his life. As long as he closed his eyes, the layout, structure and furniture of the room He is very clear in his placement. In the past week, he has spent a lot of time every day just to surprise his favorite people with a birthday.

But Zhao Jinxin gave him a slap.

He walked to the suite step by step and opened the door with the card.

On the front is a whole wall "happybirthdaytoLeon" made up of peach pink perfume lily. The room is filled with romantic balloons, ribbons, love, flowers, candles, graffiti, and hundreds of cute sheep puppets on the ground. Almost all over the room, they all have curly horns, a furry body, and small black bean-like eyes, all of which are flattering and flattering.

Surrounded by lambs in the center is a dining table covered with white tablecloths, on which are two beautifully embossed bone china tableware.

Li Shuo thought back for a moment. In the past feelings, although he has always been generous, he has never worked so hard for anyone. The kind of joy and anticipation to do something is not pragmatic, purely just romantic. He didn't feel tired at all, and I'm afraid he won't have the chance to experience it again.

He put down his luggage, took off his blazer, unbuttoned a few buttons, pulled up the sleeves, and then strode over the furry lambs, picked up a stool, and slammed the dining table.

The loud noise of the collision was like the drums of a fight, which instantly inspired all the madness in his body. He turned the stool and smashed everything he and Wen Xiaohui had carefully selected and arranged. Flowers on the wall, vases everywhere, and small Decorations, love-shaped candlesticks, murals, ribbons, curtains, everything he could destroy, everything that left traces of stupid things he did, he did everything to destroy it.

He threw down the stool, picked up the graffiti paint bucket, and spilled it everywhere, especially those innocent sheep puppets. The white fur was instantly stained with green and green, and the paint was soaked in slices. Here, this picture is embedded in a messy background, and it looks like a sorrow.

In the end, Li Shuo, who was exhausted, sat down against the wall. He looked at his hands. When he scratched them, he was stained with some paint and was so dirty that he looked at the one that was destroyed by him. The messy suite, the more obscured the more you look at it.

Why make yourself so embarrassed for someone who is not worth it ...

Li Shuo closed his eyes, and something hot and humid slid down his cheek. He pressed his back against the wall with force, and for a moment, he hoped that this pain could transfer the severe pain in the heart, and it was not helpful.

It's too ugly, it's really ugly.

The way he is now is the way he is least willing to become in his life.

He crawled up from the ground, grabbing the box and leaving the room.

He left a blank check at the front desk of the hotel and then left without looking back.

When Zhao Jinxin returned to the hotel, it was already very late.

He didn't expect Li Shuo to be in the hotel, but returned to the guest room, looking at the empty room, he still felt lost.

He simply packed his luggage and wanted to change to a room. If he stayed here, he would inevitably think about it.

After packing, he found a book in the trash.

That was what Li Shuo was holding him to read to him last night. In order to create an atmosphere, he sometimes screamed in his ear from time to time. How could he be frightened by this kind of thing, just to tease Li Shuo.

He picked up the book and silently looked at the thrilling **** cover. The book still had obvious signs of folds. He could even imagine Li Shuo's long fingers sandwiching the pages, elegant and sexual. He turned and walked towards his box with the book, but he paused for a long time. Finally, he turned again and threw the book back to the trash.

What a boring book to keep.

He picked up the box and left the room.

As soon as the elevator door opened, there were six or seven cleaners inside, all with full equipment in their hands, almost crowded the elevator. Zhao Jinxin frowned, and walked in, only to find that the elevator was upstairs, but The door has been closed.

"I think it's not normal," said an aunt.

"But I heard Xiaoli say that he looks handsome and handsome, and his behavior is fine, and he is very rich."

Zhao Jinxin froze.

"It's that this kind of talent may be perverted. It's all performed on TV. Otherwise, why did you arrange the room like that and smash it down, and spilled a room of paint, it was scared to death."

"You guys can't imagine it. It must be a broken heart. That's the idea of ​​celebrating your girlfriend's birthday. Oh, it's too bad."

Zhao Jinxin clenched his suitcase and watched the numbers on the elevator jump to the top floor. He followed the group of cleaners and went out.

The door at the end of the corridor was wide open, and he could see the paint splashed on the wall at a glance, and there were decorated petals on that messy wall, and he could discern "happybirthday" and his English name. His heart tightened, and his breathing trembled, and he walked step by step toward the suite.

The suite was really scary. I didn't know what kind of anger was to be able to have such destructive power and make people feel depressed.

"Sir, we are going to clean the room. You don't want to watch the liveliness here."

"Who's this room?" Zhao Jinxin opened his mouth and found his voice shaking.

"A guest who just checked out, oops, lost a lot of money, I don't know what he was thinking."

Zhao Jinxin's eyes fell on the pile of sheep puppets soaked in paint.

Today is his birthday. He actually forgot about it. In the morning, his mother called him and he remembered it. He didn't expect Li Shuo to know ...

No wonder he looks so good today and brings a beautiful bow tie ...

Zhao Jinxin thought about Li Shuo's appearance, his mouth raised, but he remembered the pain and submission in Li Shuo's eyes, and he couldn't laugh again.

He lowered the box and shuffled through the mess, not even caring that the paint had ruined his shoes and trousers. Even now it has become a garbage dump, he can roughly restore their beautiful appearance in his mind.

He looked at his watch. It was 12 o'clock. Today he had a romantic surprise birthday and a gentle and perfect lover.

But now there is nothing left.

He squatted down and picked up a sheep puppet.

It was the cleanest of all the puppets, only to be sprayed with a little paint stains, most of the hair was white and soft, and there was a smile of timidity.

Zhao Jinxin pressed the little sheep to his chest and lowered his head heavily.

A petting voice echoed in my mind, saying "MysweetLamb". That was his own voice.

Li Shuo got off the plane, and returned home in a dusty, took a hot bath and fell to bed, and fell asleep darkly.

When he woke up again, it was noon the next day, and he fell asleep for almost 24 hours, but he still felt very tired, as if he could not wash no matter how he rested, and his head was groggy. Don't want to do anything, just lie in bed.

I don't know how long it took before the doorbell rang.

The sound was like a sound from the sky. It took him a long time to pass into his ear, and from the ear to the nerves of the brain realized that it was a doorbell, as if it had been a century long.

Li Shuo got up from the bed and swayed to open the door.

Wen Xiaohui held two large plastic bags in his hands, stood at the door and looked at him with a sigh of relief.

Li Shuo softly said, "You are back."

"The phone turned off all day after I called you, trying to scare me to death." Wen Xiaohui squeezed in indiscriminately.

Li Shuo laughed at himself: "What are you worried about, I'm such a big man." It's ridiculous not to worry about him.

"I'm just worried about you. Whoever can do such a disgusting thing." Wen Xiaohui opened Shuo's bag and took out the food and drink. "I didn't eat at the first sight, and my face was too ugly."

Li Shuo scratched his hair: "I'm sorry, let you see this look, I'll wash my face."

Wen Xiaohui turned around and whispered softly: "Brother Li, we have been friends for so many years, you have seen me the most embarrassing, and you haven't made fun of me, and have helped me so much. If you really take me as a friend, in me Don't force yourself before you, okay. "

Li Shuo looked at him sternly, then nodded gently. He really had no strength to pretend to be chic, and he felt tired even walking.

Wen Xiaohui pursed his lips with a smile: "I do n’t want to cook, so I won't poison you. I packed a lot of it and it tastes good. Let's eat together."

Li Shuo was facing a table of food, but he didn't have any appetite, and he didn't feel hungry, which was strange.

Wen Xiaohui shoved his chopsticks into his hand: "Eat, do you want me to feed you?"

Li Shuo picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, but couldn't taste it. He didn't want to worry Wen Xiaohui and didn't mean to starve himself, so he barely ate it.

"A few days, if you don't want to go out, I'll bring you a meal and accompany you by the way."

Li Shuo looked up at him: "Come with me, will Luo Yan agree?"

On hearing that, Wen Xiaohui's expression became slightly distorted. He shrugged, pretending to say easily: "Oh, even the coquettishness, he can't treat me anyway."

Li Shuorou said, "Xiaohui, thank you, but I really don't have any major issues. Just rest for a few days. Don't make it difficult for me."

"There is nothing difficult to do, you don't need to care." Wen Xiaohui clamped a rib for him. "Eat this fast, but it's delicious. After eating and watching a movie, I brought a bunch of comedies."

After dinner, Wen Xiaohui pulled Li Shuo to watch the movie. Li Shuo always felt drowsy and couldn't see any plot. The movie was halfway through and Wen Xiaohui let him go to sleep.

Li Shuo was lying on the bed, listening to Wen Xiaohui busy going in and out to clean up the room for him, very moved. There is someone around, noisy, good, but unfortunately this person does not belong to him, no one belongs to him, he is still alone after all. 2k novel reading network