Qin Shaojin stood there, his beautiful fingers holding a cigarette pressed against his temple, "Don’t pull this trick every ti, okay? Even if you die here, it’s got nothing to do with ."
He turned to leave the room.
Shu ngng looked up, her eyes under disheveled hair stared at Qin Shaojin’s back, slowly turning red, "Don’t go, Third Brother."
Just as Qin Shaojin opened the door, he heard a "crash" behind him. Turning around, he saw a shattered wine bottle on the floor.
Shu ngng stood barefoot amidst it, her face growing increasingly pale.
Qin Shaojin glanced briefly, and walked away.
Shu ngng broke into tears, "Third Brother, if you’re with another woman, there’s no point in living!"
As soon as the words fell, she picked up a shard of glass and fiercely slashed it across her neck.
Hearing a chilling scream, Qin Shaojin turned back, walked over, and grabbed Shu ngng’s wrist, looking at her bleeding neck, then tossed her onto the bed, "Are you freaking insane?"
Shu ngng cried uncontrollably, her voice growing weaker.
Qin Shaojin took a deep breath, stood there, dialed the local ergency number, and then turned back to see Shu ngng fainted in the red pool of blood on the white sheets.
By the ti the ambulance arrived, Qin Shaojin was standing there, having finished half a pack of cigarettes.
At the hospital, standing outside the ergency room, he called his uncle, "I’ve returned to the country, Uncle. Please send soone to take care of her. I can’t keep up with this."
"Xiaosan..."
"Uncle, after all these years, I’ve reached my limit. If she continues to make trouble, I can only resolve it legally."
Qin Shaojin hung up the phone, saw the doctor pushing Shu ngng out, confird she was not in life-threatening danger, then returned to the hotel.
The night was deep. Upon entering, he saw Wen Nuan already asleep, turned on the light, and sat at the bedside, noticing tear marks still on her face, with her phone beside her.
Seeing the quilt kicked to one side, Qin Shaojin pulled it up to cover Wen Nuan, touched her slightly cold arm, and tucked it under the quilt.
Looking at Wen Nuan, he lit a cigarette, thinking.
Now, it’s ti to tell her.
Seeing another WeChat notification on Wen Nuan’s phone screen, Qin Shaojin glanced at the content, pressed his nasal bridge, picked up Wen Nuan’s phone, and opened it to the photo album.
Looking at the photos displayed on the screen, his eyes darkened.
Shu ngng!
His finger slid to the next photo, there’s Shu ngng again, flipping through, every photo had Shu ngng.
"What a nutcase!"
Qin Shaojin cursed softly under his breath, opened WeChat, and saw ssages asking Wen Nuan about the situation, then opened Wen Nuan’s Monts and saw the first post, "Heaven made a woman but gave a tomboy’s heart. They say won are made of water and should be gentle, can’t throw tantrums; actually, I’m water too, except I’m Xue Bi, carbonated—fizzy drink! You can hold , but don’t shake!"
Below were several photos, his face deliberately blurred.
Looking further at the comnts—
Zhi Shan: Little bitch, did you encounter a ghost event? How co every photo has that green tea bitch?
Zhang Xiaxia: Nuannuan, that woman looks like Sadako, her gaze is weird and eerie.
Qian Fangfang: Nuannuan, is your boyfriend too handso and attracted a female ghost?
......
Qin Shaojin put down the phone, looked at Wen Nuan, and suddenly felt a pang in his chest.
His Wangzi sister—
Wen Nuan woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Qin Shaojin.
Thinking of that woman, thinking of his disappearance for a day, she couldn’t help but curl her legs tightly, looking at Qin Shaojin, "No, leave!"
"Be good, my Xue Bi, I’ll always hold you in the palm of my hand."
Qin Shaojin’s face was excessively handso, almost close to Wen Nuan.
Did he... did he see her Monts?
Wen Nuan looked at Qin Shaojin, thought of the woman in the photos, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed fiercely over and over again.
"I’ll explain to you later."
Qin Shaojin’s voice was hoarse, and as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit her lips.
Wen Nuan couldn’t make a sound, continued to push Qin Shaojin away.
Qin Shaojin held her hand and pressed it against his chest, "Tell , are you jealous?"
"No... I wasn’t..."
Wen Nuan’s voice trembled, her long eyelashes also trembling, so that woman really had sothing to do with him? Ca for him, and then his disappearance for a day was also related to her?
Thinking of this, her chest felt so suffocated, she closed her eyes, not wanting to look at this ...!
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