Rebirth of Invincibility

Zheng Moxie sat on the bed and put his head on her shoulder, then rubbed his hair lovingly: "It doesn't matter, I just like you when you are bad."

-------Often when we are facing the things we care about most, we are the least valuable...

Han Ruoqi snorted coldly: "The only bond between us is the mission. Now that the mission has ended long ago, it's time for us to separate..."

His voice was full of coldness, without a trace of emotion, but there was an inexplicable trembling...

Zheng Moxie's eyes trembled, but she kissed the corner of his mouth tenderly: "You know? The greatest sorrow for a person is to love someone who doesn't love you paranoidly, but I am willing to continue to be sad...

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Inexplicably, tears flowed down like that. Han Ruoqi's hands clutched the sheets tightly, and then she felt a burst of heartache and wiped two tears randomly: "Then please don't fall in love with me, because I only love myself.

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Yes, only love yourself, because only you will not betray yourself, because only you will not hurt yourself, because only you will not leave yourself...

It seems that he had some bad memories when he was young. Until now, Han Ruoqi is not a person who opens his heart easily to others. He is like a furry hedgehog. Even if many people want to get close, he will not.

He will look at them squarely, and will only use the clumsy excuse of protecting himself to continuously hurt those who truly love him with his own thorns...

Zheng Moye pressed her lips tightly to his ear: "Then I suggest you learn how to love me, because no matter what, I will lock you next to me for the rest of my life and spend my whole life with you.

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Because, no matter what, I will never let you disappear from my side again...

"The melons that are forced are not sweet." Han Ruoqi has regained his composure, as if the tears just now were just Zheng Moxie's illusion.

Zheng Moxie gave an evil smile: "But it's better than nothing."

"I will hate you, and sooner or later I will run away without a trace." Han Ruoqi said leisurely while looking at the ground, but a trace of hatred emerged in her calm eyes...

"Really? Then you can give it a try. If you can escape..." Zheng Moxie left a meaningful word and turned around.

"Wait..." Han Ruoqi grabbed the corner of his clothes: "If you can promise me one thing, I won't leave."

Zheng Moxie turned around with no expression on his face: "Hey, do you think you have any qualifications to negotiate terms with me?" He grabbed Han Ruoqi's chin, pressed his lips hard, and pried him open with his tongue.

Her teeth invaded his mouth, and Han Ruoqi didn't let go until Han Ruoqi took a breath: "However, if it is your request, I can agree to it."

Zheng Moxie looked at him with the corner of her mouth curled up, her eyes filled with the aura of being in control and condescending.

Han Ruoqi bit her red and swollen lower lip and suddenly raised her head: "Do you still remember a person named Xiao Chu?"

Zheng Moxie frowned and thought for a long time before remembering: "Oh, there is indeed such a person."

Han Ruoqi gave a sneer. In fact, those powerful people are like this...

A hasty decision or even an unintentional move can change the fate of a person or even a family...

"Let him go...can you?" Han Ruoqi's face was still very calm, but her words were full of softness.

Zheng Moxie leaned down and held his shoulders, staring straight at him: "Hey, what's his relationship with you?"

Han Ruoqi sighed softly, a shadow covering his face, and he was confused: "It has nothing to do with me, it's just that he is Xiao Ruoqi's father..." He slowly closed his eyes, and his eyelashes seemed to be stained with stains.

What kind of liquid was attached to it, and then slowly evaporated and disappeared: "I became a robber before just to pay back the money I still owe you."

Han Ruoqi slowly sneered at Zheng Moxie, her slightly opened eyes full of indifference.

That contemptuous look pierced Zheng Moxie's heart like a silver poisonous needle. Every time he remembered it, he felt heartache. He let go of Han Ruoqi's shoulders and suppressed a smile on his face.

Still without any expression: "Yes, as long as you can stay with me."

Then silently turned around and left...

The lonely footsteps echoed throughout the hospital corridor, and finally disappeared slowly...

Han Ruoqi stood up, pulled out the needle inserted on the back of his right hand, and then looked at the ceiling in silence for a long time. His eyes were very clear, but underneath the calmness and unknownness, something seemed to be surging, like something was broken.

The ice reflects the dazzling light

Because Han Ruoqi suffered internal injuries, her body recovered very slowly. However, after staying in the hospital for less than a month, Zheng Moxie forcibly took her back to the Zheng family.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Zheng Moxie came to pick him up in person. When he was sitting in the car, Han Ruoqi was held in Zheng Moxie's arms. His hand was still dripping, and the cold liquid entered his body drop by drop.

Penetrating blood vessels and gathering deep inside the body, this feeling is very uncomfortable...

He seemed to have fallen asleep. He leaned on Zheng Moxie's shoulder, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as painful as a lonely and destitute child.

The car stopped outside the gate of Zheng's house. Zheng Moye hugged him and got out of the car. Han Ruoqi opened her eyes, rested her chin on his arm, and looked back at something.

Zheng Moxie sighed softly: "What are you looking at?"

"Nothing..." Han Ruoqi had no expression on her face, but there was some sadness on her face.

Zheng Moxie threw him directly onto the big bed in the bedroom, and then sat next to him. The soft bed collapsed. Han Ruoqi didn't speak, just stared at the ceiling, with no expression in her gloomy eyes.

The doctor next to him hung the infusion bottle on the bedside and left in a hurry

Zheng Moxie held up his hand with the needle on it: "Is it cold?"

Han Ruoqi shook his head, still speechless.

Zheng Moye didn't say anything, but stared at Han Ruoqi's hand closely. The emotions in his eyes were a bit complicated, and something seemed to be flowing.

Because of getting acupuncture every day, Han Ruoqi's hand was already skinny and bony, and the pale, bloodless skin was covered with dense pinholes, which looked a bit desolate.

"You still hate me, right?" Zheng Moxie smiled bitterly, with pain in his eyes.

Her lips as thin as cicada wings opened slightly, and Han Ruoqi said slowly: "There are some things that you can run away from without being disgusted, such as you!"

At this time, a somewhat hateful expression appeared on his face, and his calm eyes narrowed slightly crazily, with hatred seeping out bit by bit.