The Secret of Misfortune and Love

"What's the matter, you can't talk about it here?" Nangong Xue was still like a hedgehog, making it difficult for people to get close.

Exhausted of patience, the man directly bent down to pick up the man again, ignoring the curious and probing eyes from around, and strode towards his car in the parking lot.

"Han Ling, you are enough, let me go, are you so interesting?"

The man said nothing.

"You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore, can you let me go? Let me go!"

Nangong Xue was extremely awkward along the way.

The security guard who stopped them before at the hotel blinked at them ambiguously. Mr. Han smiled kindly, held Nangongxue's hand tightly, and pulled them into the elevator to return to the room.

The school of fish was still wandering leisurely under the transparent glass floor, Nangongxue stood at the door angrily, but Mr. Han took off his shirt to reveal his lean upper body, he really lost a lot of weight.

"Come here." Mr. Han waved.

Nangong Xue rolled her eyes, do you think you are still the same as before, you can post it without calling me, now?You let me pass?I don't!

Mr. Han got up and strode over, cornering him to hold him back, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you talk about something, talk about it." Nangong Xue glared at him.

Mr. Han made a silent gesture, but Nangongxue didn't know why, so he saw the man put his mouth next to his ear and said softly, "I heard a call."

"What?" Nangongxue was confused, but she didn't hear anything with her ears pricked up.

"I heard, your place is calling for my place." He tapped Gong Gongxue's chest, and then put his fist on his chest.

Nangong Xue sneered, "Are you disgusting? Are you trying to say that you love each other? Have you forgotten that you once wanted to poach it, even if it loved you in the past, but now it doesn't anymore, and you killed it long ago. "

The man frowned, "There is a saying in our hometown, that is, if you find something lost, you should cherish it even more."

"I've also seen a saying that what is lost will never come back, and what comes back will never be perfect." Nangongxue confronted her tit for tat. It wasn't that he intended to do this, but that he had been hurt too deeply. That kind of injury was fatal to him. , those days of being tortured by drug addiction after being rescued...

"Your Chinese level is getting better and better." Mr. Han avoided those pains, wrapped her in his arms, and comforted him gently.

"What the hell are you going to tell me?"

Mr. Han pulled him to the bed, "Actually, I don't know whether you want to know the news, but I think she may be your only relative in this world besides me, so maybe you won't Happy, but I still want you to know that I have found your mother's whereabouts."

Nangongxue suddenly raised her head and looked into the man's deep eyes.

The word mother is actually a derogatory term in Nangongxue's dictionary, all the injuries suffered by that woman, those unbearable past...

But when Mr. Han told him this sentence, he was surprisingly calm and focused on Mr. Han's sentence "except me".

Unconsciously wanting to laugh, his slender fingertips brushed across this dreamy face, "Is she okay?"

The man grasped his finger, "It's not very good. In a mental hospital in Ottawa, I have taken her out to take care of her alone. I have also invited good doctors and nurses to take care of her. Do you want to see her?"

Nangongxue sighed, unable to explain the feeling in her heart, "Let me think about it."

"I have a gift for you." Mr. Han got up and went to the suitcase, opened it and took out an exquisite black box. When it comes to gifts, Nangongxue always thinks of Jos's bad tastes, and always wants to show some interest The utensils were used to disturb people's interest, Nangongxue actually guessed what kind of fragrance Du-Leis took out from the box.

It is a watch with twelve small diamonds in the case indicating the time. It is very simple and elegant, but also very precious.

He didn't know why, Mr. Han just went to take off the wrist guard on his wrist, then touched the deep scar, and put the watch on for him.

He wanted to kiss him again, but Nangongxue hid him, his eyes still had a strong look of guard. Han Ling felt a pain in his heart, and he didn't force it. He turned on the TV and changed to a music station. The song was Li Ronghao's Old Street, Beautiful The melancholy melody filled the air, Nangongxue stared at the picture and gradually became fascinated. Although he didn't understand the meaning of some lyrics, he just understood the feeling. He suddenly remembered that cold night in Ottawa, when he and he were shopping in the snack street. In those days, he stuck to him and called uncle, always wanting to see the smile on that handsome face, and the big watermelon engraved with the inscription "We will live together forever".

Then there were those scenes that broke his heart, Mr. Han, whom he loved so much, looked at him indifferently, asking him to keep his heart, even if he was shot, he would die...

The body began to tremble involuntarily, even though the air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, layers of fine sweat still poured out, the involuntary longing in the chest.

"Xiaoxue, what's the matter?" Mr. Han noticed the abnormality and was extremely worried.

Nangongxue shook her head, broke away from Han Ling's hand, crashed into the bathroom and washed her face with ice water, looked at herself panting heavily in the mirror, and him standing at the door of the bathroom looking at her worriedly, her heart twitched violently , and then gradually calmed down, the warmth in the eyes became indifferent, "I'm fine, I'm a bit addicted, you know, I'm skating, although I can control it, but I take it for a day, I want to take it for the rest of my life, I want to get rid of it I am afraid that there is no hope in this life.”

Han Ling came over and hugged him, kissed his ear, "Yes, I have read your diary, didn't you say that I am more addicted than ice, I will be with you, forever Come on, just be addicted to me."

Snapped--

Nangongxue pulled away and slammed him away. After meeting Han Ling this time, he admitted that his heart was moved again. Even though he knew that it was a residual cancer, he couldn't control himself, but he should wake up. Isn't this person better than ice? Addictive addiction, but deadly poison, the kind that kills with one blow, he can't repeat the same mistakes, those dark days, tortured days of pain, he promised jos, never fall into the tenderness of this person again the trap.So he smiled calmly and indifferently, "You said it too, that was once."

"Xiaoxue..."

"Mr. Han, stop pestering me, I can't love you anymore."

Nangongxue turned around and walked out. Han Ling sat down on the toilet, grabbed his hair with both hands and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he wiped his face and followed out.

Looking at this beautiful boy who has grown a lot taller, Han Ling suddenly felt what Jos said to him at that time. He said that Nangongxue is a very stubborn person. I can't live up to it, if I break my heart, I can never get it back no matter what, just like the phrase "Uncle", I can never hear it again.

"Call Mr. Bill, they should have eaten too." Nangongxue straightened her spine.

Han Ling nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed Bill's number, but no one answered, so he called Hans, but no one answered.

Nangongxue glanced at Han Ling who was frowning. After meeting him again, she never dared to look at him carefully. Only then did she find that there were deep wrinkles between Han Ling's brows, and she obviously frowned often.

After thinking about it, the front desk called, saying that Mr. Han's friend had a dispute with someone, and he hoped that he could go over to persuade him.

Han Ling and Nangongxue glanced at each other, and said that Bill might be causing trouble again, so they rushed over, and happened to see Bill confronting Dr. Xi Lan with a vicious face.

Dr. Xi Lan just protected his wife Alyssa, and said to Bill with complicated eyes, "If you have anything to do, come at me, don't target my wife."

Bill looked up to the sky in resentment, but smiled extremely ironically, and said with a stern expression, "Really? I targeted her? Miss Alyssa, did I do anything against you? Xi Lan, I think you probably understand my methods , You’ve already said that, if I don’t do something, can I really feel sorry for my bad name? Considering the mess we have had in the past, why don’t you say I’ll send you to hell?”

Han Ling walked over, looked at Bill like that, and then at Xi Lan's expression of helplessness and self-blame, "What's going on?"

Neither of them spoke, Han Ling sighed, "Let's talk in another place."

He didn't want to deal with this matter at the elevator entrance, so the hotel manager hurriedly opened a living room alone, complete with fruits, drinks and dishes.

Bill walked into the room and directly pulled up a chair and sat down with a gloomy expression and clenched fists.

Hans hurried over to comfort him, and kept explaining the messy words. Nangong Xue and Han Ling probably figured out the reason.

It was the room that Han Ling prepared for Bill and Hans to rest after they had dinner. After that, Bill went down to go out to relax, but found Alisa clutching her stomach in front of the elevator. It seemed that she was not feeling well, so he went there Asked if there was any need for help, but was seen by Xi Lan who came from behind, thinking that Bill was going to do something to Miss Alyssa...

Nangongxue glared at Xi Lan, and went to comfort Bill. Dr. Xi Lan probably felt that she had gone too far and wanted to apologize, but she didn't know how to say it when she saw Bill.

On the contrary, Alisa kept apologizing, saying that it was all a misunderstanding, but obviously she also felt that there was a rift between Xi Lan and Bill, and the atmosphere was very tense, and she didn't know how to speak too much.

"Okay, Xi Lan, your wife is not feeling well, you can take her to the hospital first." Han Ling said.

"But..." Xi Lan looked at Bill in embarrassment, opened her mouth and finally nodded silently, and only said softly: "I'm sorry..."

Bill laughed out loud, how ironic is this sorry sentence?

He suddenly stood up, grabbed Hans' tie, licked his lips, and mocked in his eyes, "Hey, idiot, don't you say you like me? Well, your cousin and cousin are here Now, if you want to confess to me in front of your relatives, how about I accept you?"