This world is so wonderful, the more afraid it is, the more it will come.

Like fat people. I'm afraid of being fat, but I'm getting fatter and fatter. Thin people, afraid of thin, but can not stop the pace of thin down.

At the moment, Fu Xiaoqian is afraid to see the document, but Li Haoyu stands in the shade of the tree with the document and reads it to her, letting her escape.

The agreement is roughly divided into two parts.

The first part is any condition that Liao Zhenbo promised Fu Xiaoqian.

The second part is that when Liao Zhenbo completes the conditions proposed by Fu Xiaoqian, Fu Xiaoqian and Liao Zhenbo voluntarily become legal husband and wife, and will never go back in life.

The scorching hot and poisonous sun can't match the temperature of the basin of ice water poured down at that time. Fu Xiaoqian's blood was frozen in an instant. She was stiff and retreated. Wu Ma wanted to reach out to help her, but it was too late. She had already hit a tree behind her.

Xu is a tree that has not been planted for a long time. Its trunk is a little thin. The whole tree swings by her, and the sparse leaves float down. Some of them fall on her head, some on her body, some of them brush her eyelashes and roll down her skin.

The body is like a rag doll whose soul has been taken out. Only one leaf will knock her down. The stiff back rubs against the tree trunk and slowly falls down. The rough tree trunk will take up her hair roots and fall down again.

I think it's just the same.

Wu Ma's turbid pupils add a trace of heartache. She quickly comes forward and holds Fu Xiaoqian's arm. She wants to pull her up, but Fu Xiaoqian stops her. The first time to update her pale as a ghost's cheek, Wu Ma squeeze out a smile.

This smile is more painful than crying.

It seemed that she was telling Wu Ma her situation silently. Look, this is my identity. It's just the wireless puppet in Liao Zhenbo's hands, and the controller is in Liao Zhenbo's hands.

Step by step, he was willing to sell himself to him.

Selling words is too heavy, but it is more appropriate to express their relationship.

The oppressive enslavement will eventually turn over to be its own master.

"How can I be free?" She was silent for half a moment, her eyelashes lifted slightly, just like a butterfly with broken wings, trying to spread her wings again.

She raised her eyes to Li Haoyu, and her face was calm.

"Only Liao can always answer this question." Li Haoyu was shocked by this look. He always thought that this delicate woman was only naive and obedient. But I never thought there was such a frightening firmness.

"Take me to see him." The tone is light, the Mou light is cold, the Yin reveals a touch of absolute firmness.

"Good." Li Haoyu understood that, and he also understood that no matter how cold his heart was, it would be a hot day.

The brightest color in the world can't serve as a reminder at the moment. Fu Xiaoqian, who is just looking for Liao Zhenbo, has forgotten that there are still people waiting for her in the car in the sun. She just went to the hospital with Li Haoyu and Wu Ma.

Bang!

"Tell me what I have to do before you let me go."

With the inertia of the door, hit the wall. Before he entered the room, Liao Zhenbo's ears were filled with his voice.

"Coming." A languid, cool voice came from the bed.

Fu Xiaoqian followed the voice to turn her eyes, her cold eyes, so Zhanzhan with him.

A man in a white shirt was lying upright in the hospital bed. A pair of quiet light brown eyes are blinking at Fu Xiaoqian. Fu Xiaoqian doesn't dodge and forces herself to confront him.

God seems to pay special attention to the man in front of him, not only to give him the strongest brain, but also to give him a pair of excellent skin. Just so relaxed and leisurely to lie down, but with the upper level of the spirit, instantly can control the overall situation.

The man didn't look embarrassed, just haggard. The hair that used to be combed meticulously now covers his head in disorder. The clean face that had been taken care of before seemed to have dregs coming out now. The light cyan color added some mature temperament to him.

Fu Xiaoqian subconsciously combs the disheveled green silk with her fingers. She wanted to at least not lose to him in her momentum.

"Ice." This is the first time that Liao Zhenbo calls her like this. The ending goes up, as if he put it on the tip of his tongue and whispers, with a strong soft meaning.

Fu Xiaoqian was stunned, did not soften her cold armor, controlled the impulse of frowning, and the voice of no emotional ups and downs sounded again, just like the original sentence, "Mr. Liao, I just want to know how you are willing to let me go. It's the first time to update "

Liao Zhenbo is so determined to coagulate her. After a long time, he picks his eyebrows and says," I won't let you go. "

"Oh? So sure you can control me? " Fu Xiaoqian takes back her eyes and stares at the potted aloe at the door. Her delicate white fingers touch the edge of the thorn, which means something."I don't want to control you." Liao Zhenbo said very lightly, without his usual spirit, he seemed more tolerant.

Yes, he wants to tolerate her and even connive at her.

But all this, Fu Xiaoqian completely does not feel. At the moment, she was like a layer of yellow sand in her eyes, stinging and full of tears. I just want to run away quickly, but I don't know that the person around me is also suffering, but I prefer to accompany her and resist more sand for her.

"Then give me my freedom."

Potted aloe is green with sharp spines on the edge, just like a sleeping lion tiger, ready to show sharp tusks at any time.

"Hiss"

the sharp thorn pierced her skin, and Fu Xiaoqian instinctively shrunk her hand. Looking closely, a little red silk came out.

"Hurt?" Liao Zhenbo sits up from the bed and wants to check Fu Xiaoqian's fingers.

With a slight sound, Aloe Vera was broken by her waist. A dense liquid was pulled out of the broken leaf. She smeared it on the wound and threw it into the garbage can.

Liao Zhenbo drew back and threw himself into the soft quilt. For the first time, he knew that she was resisting his approach, even the flowers she had been cherishing were willing to hurt.

Soon, he closed his eyelids and hid the sadness at the bottom of his eyes. And quickly put on a smile, "Bingbing, you have always been free, I just added a title of Mrs. Liao Zhenbo to you."

"Don't you know?" Fu Xiaoqian completely angry, she stepped forward, holding the railing at the end of the bed, her hands tightly clenched, the bone joints with daosen white, "this title is just a burden to me."

Cumbersome.

These two words are like a cup of poison and bitter wine. They spread rapidly with the blood, and spread all over the body in a moment.

Yeah, isn't that a burden to her? Today, she just took the man to meet her parents at home. Soon, the relationship will be closer. The first time to update

but what to do? He just wants to be selfish once, even if he is tired, he doesn't want to let go.

Maybe a let go is a lifetime, maybe this time turn eyes, then can't look back.

He won't make a gamble that is not sure, so this time, he won't gamble.

"Even if it's a burden, you can only bear it." With that, Liao Zhenbo turns over and sleeps facing the wall. He doesn't want to discuss the title with her any more.

"Take it." She said every word in a flat tone, as if she was carefully interpreting the true meaning of each word. "One day, you will regret the decision you made today."

Some strong wind, the curtain was rolled up, silk Xu, satin texture ring dangling, like who wrinkled a pool of lake.

After another bang, the door calmed down. If you look carefully, you can still see that the door panel is slightly trembling and venting the anger of the initiator.

Fu Xiaoqian's attitude towards death is unexpected to Liao Zhenbo. He turned over, light brown eyes have anger is a little leakage, just a few days that person let her change so much, want to keep her around the idea seems to become more firm.

"Well, I'll see."

He gave his answer to the air. The sun was shining on him, casting a black silhouette on his angular face, which made his dark and unclear face more unpredictable.

With his hands clasped tightly on the edge of the bed, he sat up from the bed and pushed the sofa to the window step by step according to the broken ribs. Although the air-conditioning temperature in the room has been adjusted to the lowest, his pale cheeks are still covered with beany sweat. Some of them can't bear their own weight. With the effect of gravity, they slide down, with a chain reaction.

Just for a moment, the clear lines of the face like knife carving were outlined by the sweat marks.

Breathing became tight with the movement, holding the edge of the curtain tightly. The curtain had been pressed with clear creases in his big palm. Just like his body at the moment, the sharp pain has twisted his body, but he is still holding on, slowly taking a deep breath, trying to ease the pain.

Through the glass window, the light brown eyes leaned downstairs, only for a moment. The pink and purple figure passed his sight and ran to a man standing in a red sports car, bumping into his arms.

She hugged his waist tightly and pressed her face to his chest, while he hugged her shoulders even tighter. Such a happy and warm picture breaks out a sense of disobedience in Liao Zhenbo's shallow eyes.

All of a sudden, Liao Zhenbo sees the man looking up from her shoulder. Although he is far away from her, Liao Zhenbo clearly sees that in his dark eyes, with a bit of provocation, a bit of ridicule and a bit of sympathy.

His eyes became dark, his fists suddenly clenched on his side, his bones clucked, his nails were deeply embedded in his skin, his blood color was fading away, and then his cold white appeared. He laughed angrily.

It turns out that the ultimate pain is not pain, but numbness.He raised his long arm and drew the curtains to keep out the raging sun. Then he walked quickly to the wardrobe. After all, he was seriously injured. He was unconscious and clumsy.