Xue Ran went back to the ward to pack her things, and Jiang Yuan followed Lin Xiao downstairs to the hospital.
When Lin Xiao opened the door and got into the car, Jiang Yuan raised his foot and lightly kicked the car body.
Lin Xiao looked at him sideways.
Jiang Yuan put his hands in his pockets: "Ah Xiao, do you still have feelings for Xue Ran?"
Lin Xiao withdrew his gaze and frowned. When they first met, Jiang Yuan read a lot of psychological counseling books for Lin Xiao, hoping to pull him back from the edge of desirelessness into a world of love and hate.
To no avail.
In fact, it is completely unnecessary.
There is nothing wrong with not being able to feel joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. After all, the emotional waves Xue Ran brought to him were enough for him to digest for a long time.
Lin Xiao lowered his eyes: "I don't know."
Jiang Yuan asked: "How did you feel the moment you saw her again?"
"have no idea."
Jiang Yuan sighed: "What about now? How does it feel to know that she was bullied?"
"have no idea."
Jiang Yuan: "......"
He asked in a different way: "That is, when I hear that she is being bullied, I feel irritated and depressed. I feel sullen and want to take revenge for her."
Lin Xiao always frowned: "A little bit."
Jiang Yuan nodded: "What about Xiaojue? What does it feel like to see Xiaojue?"
"have no idea."
Jiang Yuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then asked a little dejectedly: "Is there any fluctuation in your heart?"
"A little... curiosity and..."
Lin Xiao frowned, not knowing how to describe it. After thinking for a while, he said: "The feeling when killing someone."
Jiang Yuan clapped his hands: "Yes, yes, that's excitement!!!!"
Although the description is rather bloody, it can at least give Jiang Yuan a preliminary understanding of his psychological activities.
Lin Xiao raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yuan: "Yeah."
"It's okay. You can go. I'll talk to you in detail when it's over."
Lin Xiao sat down in the car, put on his seat belt, put his hands on the steering wheel, and left the door open. Jiang Yuan knew that he still had something to say, so he stood aside and waited.
"Jiang Yuan, I said I wanted to clear things up with her."
Jiang Yuan disagreed: "Oh, then when I do the surgery, do I get rid of Xiaojue first?"
Lin Xiao looked ahead with an expressionless face: "When I kill Li Haosen, I will kill Ruan Chu."
Jiang Yuan: "......"
The car door closed with a clang and he drove away, with Jiang Yuan cursing behind him.
*
Qingqing was sitting in the passenger seat with an angry look on her face, her little face was red with anger: "You bitch, he's quite good at bullying others, let's see if I don't leave him with no bones left, smash his bones into ashes, and cut him into pieces with thousands of knives!!! !”
An Yuan turned the steering wheel gently and listened to her scolding her all the way without saying a word. She had a strong ability to empathize. She cried for a long time just now, and now she cursed for a long time.
Although it seems that Xue Ran has nothing to do with her.
After Qingqing stopped to drink water after cursing, Anyuan said: "Qingqing, we will get there later. You wait outside while Lin Xiao and I go in."
Qingqing swallowed a swallow of water: "No!"
Anyuan pursed his lips: "Well, be obedient."
Qingqing: "......"
Why are you talking to her like this, like coaxing a child?
She tightened the bottle cap and looked out the window: "No."
She was angry now and wanted to tear Li Haosen to pieces.
The car was silent for a moment. Anyuan didn't say anything the whole way, and Qingqing didn't say anything either. He tilted his neck and looked outside.
It was dark outside and there was nothing.
On the contrary, there was a shadow of someone on the car window glass.
Qingqing raised her hand to trace the outline of the shadow, curling her lips and feeling depressed.
In the city, at a traffic light intersection, the car slowly stopped and she felt a gaze on her. Qingqing kept turning her head, refusing to turn around to confirm whether Anyuan was really looking at her.
Inexplicable angry behavior.
A deep and pleasant laughter suddenly sounded in the car.
Qingqing's eyes moved, and then she heard An Yuan ask her with a smile: "Isn't your neck sore?"
Qingqing looked at the neon lights outside and didn't answer.
acid.
But I want to save face.
Anyuan smiled again: "Okay, Qingqing, you make the decision on your own actions later."
Qingqing's eyebrows arched.
The next second was like falling into the abyss.
Anyuan's gentle voice brought out a smile and said: "Your temperament is very similar to that of Xiao Yunxing, you are always unwilling to give in."
Qingqing, who had just turned her head, turned her head sideways and continued to look outside without answering, and the atmosphere soon became extremely quiet again.
When the car stopped, it was near a villa in a remote suburb. This is another residence of Li Haosen. I heard that the TV series he starred in tonight was finished, so he held a party in the villa and invited some friends.
The car stopped, Qingqing loosened her seat belt, opened the door, and got out of the car. She wanted to see the layout of the villa.
"Qingqing."
Qingqing stopped after walking out a few steps and turned her head. An Yuan was a few steps away from her and she said, "I'm going to explore the way."
Anyuan stopped at a suitable distance and asked her calmly: "Are you angry?"
Qingqing: "......"
She scratched her head and said duplicity: "No."
Anyuan stared at her, stayed quiet for a few seconds, and then said, "Lied?"
Qingqing: "......"
She pulled up her scarf, covering most of her face, and said in a deep voice, "Really not."
"Because I said you look like Little Yunxing?"
It broke with one poke. Qingqing lowered her head and looked at the tip of her shoe: "Did you tell me everything?"
Anyuan's eyebrows were slightly curved: "Well, don't think so wildly. I just think your personalities are very similar, which makes people like you."
Qingqing stepped on the stone on the ground: "Is it because we look alike that you take extra care of me?"
This is very similar to a bloody drama, where you can't love someone and then try to like other people who are similar to that person.
Anyuan pursed his thin lips tightly: "No."
Qingqing suddenly looked up at him, then lowered her head: "Oh, I'll go to the villa to have a look."
Her tone became lighter, and Anyuan smiled: "You're not angry anymore?"
The people in front left happily: "They all said they were not angry!"
The two of them waited for Lin Xiao to come over and walked into the villa together.
The villa was brightly lit, with more than a dozen bodyguards guarding the front yard, and seven or eight people having a dinner in the back yard.
There was a lot of laughter and shouts.
Qingqing flashed into the building, Mao entered a room near the back courtyard, slowly opened the curtains, and looked at the few people gathered in the back courtyard.
It has been snowing for the past two days and the temperature outside is low. Except for the five men in Xi, who are all wearing thick clothes, the other women are wearing cool clothes and surrounding them.
Feeding food mouth to mouth, Qingqing squinted her eyes with all kinds of disgust.
The next second her vision was blocked, and a pair of warm hands pulled the scarf up behind her to cover her eyes.
As if afraid of not being able to cover it, his hand fell on her eyes through the scarf.
Surrounded by the faint woody fragrance, was Anyuan.
Qingqing moved her lips and subconsciously raised her hand to grab his wrist that was resting on his eyes. Anyuan said in a low voice: "Little kangaroo, don't look."
The lustful atmosphere outside was getting thicker, and Anyuan squinted his eyes slightly.
Li Haosen hugged the two women and was about to enter the villa. An Yuan pulled Qingqing aside and tied a scarf around the back of Qingqing's head.
Pulling it down slightly to reveal her eyes, she looked at him with clear, watery eyes.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and Anyuan curled his lips: "You stay on the first floor, while Lin Xiao and I go to Li Haosen's room to wait."
"oh."
Anyuan smiled and patted her head, his tone inexplicably endearing: "Little kangaroo."
Qingqing blushed: "Don't scream."
"good."
