boyutpedia Chapter 186 He's Just Tired
Chapter 186 He's Just Tired
There was a layer of skin broken on the knee, and blood mixed with mud oozed out of the wound.
She fell to the ground, and in an instant, pain spread across the wound. The physical pain was far less than the psychological pain.
Heart-wrenching.
My hands involuntarily clenched tightly against my chest.
The unbearableness that had been accumulated for a long time finally burst out at this moment.
Ling Ruo prostrated herself on the ground, crying and trembling. She cried so hard that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. Tears fell down like strings of pearls.
After crying for an unknown amount of time, Ling Zhen's sobbing gradually subsided, leaving only intermittent, rapid and heavy breathing.
She slumped to the ground, her eyes unfocused.
Amidst tears in her eyes, a pair of bright men's leather shoes appeared in her sight.
Ling Zhen slowly raised her eyes, her gaze slowly moving up along the slender trouser legs, and a faint expectation rose in her heart involuntarily, until a handsome and cold face appeared in her watery eyes.
The light in her eyes dimmed in an instant. It was not the person she had in mind.
All expectations and fantasies vanished at this moment.
The faint hope that had just been ignited was like a candle flame blown away by the cold wind, and was instantly extinguished in the endless cold night.
"Ms. Ling, are you okay?"
The cold wind blew, and Han Su's tie fluttered in the wind. The moonlight shone brightly, and there was a hint of imperceptible heartache in his dark eyes.
Ling Zhen opened his mouth tremblingly, but found that he could not find his voice and could not say anything.
He lowered his eyelids, and her tear-soaked face was reflected in his eyes. She looked sad and helpless under the cold moonlight.
Han Su's heart suddenly tightened, as if countless fine needles were piercing his heart.
He clenched his fist and said, "Miss Ling, I'm sorry."
The next moment, Ling Zhen was picked up by Han Su and gently placed on the back seat of the car.
Then we drove slowly into the night.
When they arrived at the underground parking lot, Han Su bent down, got into the back seat of the car, and carefully carried Ling Zhen out.
His movements were still very proper, and he said, "Miss Ling, I'll carry you up. Please excuse my rudeness."
Along the way, Ling Yuan had a dull expression, like a puppet without a soul, and said nothing.
Let Han Su pick her up.
Han Su hadn't paid attention to her just now, but now he realized that her body was like a weightless feather that could be blown away by a gust of wind.
At the same time, it is like a soft cloud, without obvious bones, and feels soft when held in your arms.
The five fingers that were supporting her legs couldn't help but twitch slightly, sinking into her delicate skin and he didn't want to pull them out.
Han Su cursed himself in his heart. She was so sad, and yet she had such dirty thoughts at this time.
She slumped her head, and her drooping eyelids completely blocked the light in her eyes.
It was not until iodine was applied to her wound that her brow began to wrinkle.
"I'm sorry, I was so rough. Did it hurt you?"
Han Su looked up at Ling Zhen and apologized in a low voice.
Ling Zhen suddenly asked, "You knew it a long time ago, so you didn't dare tell me, right?"
Han Su paused with his fingers holding the cotton swab, his brows lowered, and a deep voice came from his throat.
"I'm sorry, it's my duty."
Ling Zhen understood. She had no intention of blaming Han Su. All this was instigated by Tang Shuya.
Yesterday, Ling Zhen waited for Tang Shuya for a whole day, but there was still no news. She thought about it again and again, and finally sent a text message to Tang Shuya describing the condition of her body and the fetus.
The news fell on deaf ears and received no response.
Until late at night, he didn't call her or send her a WeChat message.
Ling Zhen leaned on the bed and fell asleep while waiting. When he woke up again, the night was already extremely dark. He subconsciously reached out his hand and touched the edge of the bed with his fingertips, but he only felt a cold loneliness.
An indescribable sense of loss welled up in my heart.
The phone screen glowed coldly in the dim light, and there was still no sign of any news from him.
That blank space was like his heart at the moment, out of reach.
Ling Zhen carefully recalled everything that had happened in the past few days. After he finished dealing with the hospital, he took a whole day to accompany her.
There was nothing unusual. She even felt that he was more gentle and delicate than before.
It was so gentle that Ling Zhen thought this was how Tang Shuya looked when he liked someone.
Just the night before yesterday, on this very bed, he was gentle and considerate, yet also crazy and strong.
He wanted it from her again and again, as if he wanted to pour everything he had into her.
In the end, even though she suggested to be careful with the fetus, the desire in his eyes and the impulse in his body were still difficult to contain, and he still used all his strength to hold her tightly.
The next day, her father's return also made her feel relieved.
She has the person she loves, the company of her relatives, and a new life growing in her body.
All of this made Ling Yuan feel that things were moving in a good direction, and that kind of helpless, floating life seemed to have finally reached its end.
She couldn't figure out what was going on.
His attitude has changed so much?
Maybe he was just tired?
If he is really tired of it, then what does it matter to me who is pregnant with his child?
Thinking of this, the panic and uneasiness in Ling Sha's heart intertwined into an airtight net, trapping her tightly.
The night is still deep.
My heart is in a mess.
Ling Zhen was no longer sleepy and stayed awake until dawn, but did not make another call.
After finally making it to night, she returned to Jin Mansion.
However, the housekeeper Xu Yuan told Ling Zhen that Tang Shuya would not come back to Jin Mansion to rest. Ling Zhen asked about Tang Shuya's whereabouts again, but Xu Yuan just shook his head and said he didn't know.
Ling Zhen was desperate and tried every possible means to find a cure. How did the housekeeper know Tang Shuya's whereabouts?
There is only one person who knows Tang Shuya's whereabouts best.
Han Su.
She hurriedly called Han Su, but the other party was hesitant and Ling Zhen still couldn't get any information out of him.
Ling Zhen didn't know much about Tang Shuya's properties, only a few. Apart from Jin Mansion, the one he visited most often was Nanting.
It turns out that it is so easy for this person who sleeps in the same bed with her every night to not want her to find him.
Because their social circles have no overlap.
Ling Zhen took a taxi to Nanting with the idea of trying his luck.
In fact, Ling Zhen could no longer tell whether she really wanted to talk to him about the fetus, or simply wanted to see him because she missed him.
Unexpectedly, the scene behind the door was so unexpected.
Tang Shuya was having a wonderful foreplay with another woman.
Faintly, one could see a bulge under his trousers.
She felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on her heart, and the pain was so severe that she almost suffocated.