If You Refuse, I Will Mourn For You For The Rest Of Your Life

Everything was like a dream.

This is the simplest thought in the mind of a young girl who has been lying at home for almost three days.

Her mind went blank, but she felt like she could think a lot.

It's like an absurd joke, but the authorities on this matter can't laugh at all.

So...... As long as you don't think about it, then is it okay?

Can't do it.

The last chance I said yesterday was not expected to be an unexpected goodbye. And the other party, like flowers, quietly withered in the autumn of September.

It turns out that she is not emotionless, but she reacts less to other things, and is generally just an indifference.

However, the more indifferent the emotion, the greater the impact after this emotion emerges.

Insomnia, overeating, nervousness, auditory hallucinations.

It's something she's all been through in the past few days.

The original black and beautiful long hair has been cut into hideous knots because of the three days of not being managed, and his face is as pale as ash.

Only the face that still seems to be cold can vaguely distinguish this woman who rejected Xia Zeling at that time.

Xia Zeling's death was still not hidden for long, and when it was announced that he fell to his death due to excessive drinking + aging railings, the entire network also knew who was the real "real culprit behind the scenes".

As a result, she was scolded to the sky, and even her address and identity have been revealed by human flesh, and people keep throwing raw eggs on the table and splashing a bucket of paint in front of the door.

The group of people were all arrested by the police, but Ling Zhen Wuyu even felt that being scolded made her feel more comfortable.

On the contrary, it was Amuro Ling's attitude of persuading her to leave quickly after just calmly telling a few words, which made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"It's the last time...", the

ring on the ring finger on his right hand shimmered with a small light. The temperature is no longer as cold as it was that day.

Although she had promised Xia Zejian to give him a copy of the document, she hadn't left the small bed for a long time since she was lying in the room.

There are thousands of messages sent to her on LINE on the Internet, but she is just stunned when she looks at a chat box that has been "unread" for three days.

More than a dozen text messages edited her thoughts, but now, they can never be received by the other party.

"That's what you gave me..."

Like your previous jokes, it's not funny at all. She

didn't know how many times she had said it.

This man, who was dispensable in her eyes and felt that it was better to go, after leaving truly and forever, was like a thorn in her heart.

Can't pull it out, can't erase it.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

the phone rang again.

Presumably it was sent by someone who wanted to attack him.

After all, he is indeed an unforgivable sin.

It was as if she saw everyone wearing masks, all pointing at her with their fingers.

Indifferent, natural, like a sharp sword, trying to pierce her body directly.

And she also seemed to see Xia Zeling among everyone, indifferent and ruthless, but she pointed at her with the same finger as that group of people, making her at a loss.

But it made her feel taken for granted.

"I'm sorry

...""That's what you want...""

If you can respond... Let me say it as many times as I want... Okay..."

"Agreed... I'm sorry—"

She curled up again, clasping her legs in her hands and staring blankly ahead.

"Knock

knock..."

Because of the address of the box, this sound has been continuous in the past few days.

Even the fans of Xia Zeling, the most rational in the entertainment industry, will only feel a strong anger after knowing that his idol died because of a woman's refusal to confess to him and then fell from a building drunk.

But it's so gentle, it doesn't look like you've been smashed with an egg or splashed with paint.

She looked up slightly, the expression on her face still unchanged. But her body didn't move at all and the way she lowered her head again showed that she didn't want to open the door at all.

"Miss Suzuki no feather... I'm here to get my brother Xia Zeling's USB flash drive, can you open the door?

After hearing the name "Xia Zeling", Ling Zhen Wuyu's expression was also brighter.

But the charm contained in it made her inexplicably produce a thick anger.

Obviously, last time I just said to take away the copy.,This time I actually want to take the USB flash drive.。

I can't...... Can't let someone else take away his stuff!

She staggered out of bed, and because she hadn't eaten a bite of food or drunk a glass of water in three days, she almost fell to her knees because of leg weakness when she stepped on the floor.

However, the huge emotion in her heart made her stand up with her body, hold on to the table that was originally used for Xi study, limp to the door, and open the door.

And in front of the door, I saw that Ling Zhen Wuyu finally opened the door of Xia Zejian, and just wanted to say something, I saw that Ling Zhen Wuyu looked like he had just been bombed.

"You are—"

"Why!"

Just when Xia Zejian wanted to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere between the two sides, he could only hear Ling Zhen Wuyu angrily spit out a few words, and then fell directly to the rear.

"Crooked!"

Xia Zejian hurriedly grabbed Ling Zhen Wuyu's wrist and asked her not to fall down directly, and looked down at Ling Zhen's state of Wu Yu, only to find that she had fainted directly.

No, it's really unnecessary to faint directly when you see yourself, right?

Q: Why do you want a copy of your data every day?

Xia Zejian, who didn't know the state of the recent ringshock, could only feel inexplicable for a while, but now he couldn't let it go.

Take her to the hospital? Seems to be the best option.

But the group of brainless fans outside, when they saw him take her out and prepare for medical treatment, couldn't they just be crazy and prepare to dismantle Ling Zhen Wuyu?

Xia Zejian is still very aware of his charm when he was an idol in his last life.

Well, there really is only one option now.

Looking at the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar room, Xia Zejian sighed slightly. After making sure that Ling Zhen Wuyu really fainted, he carried her into the house.

After all, if she moved in while she was still awake, she would probably be treated as molested by the recovered her.