A Star Reborn: The Queen’s Return

The sun is shining outside the window.

The house is planted with evergreen broad-leaved plants, and the faint chills are chilling.

Xia Xi’s look pale, looking at the man in front of him, there is a wandering wandering. She only hates that she is not dreaming now, or in which filming filming scene, if a director can shout, slam, rewind, and how good it is.

She will never push this door open.

I would rather not know that Li Lei has been investigating her.

Li Lei looked at her and said softly: "Xia Yan, you deceive me very hard."

She lowered her head and prevented him from seeing his own look. His hands were squatting in the place he couldn't see, his nails sinking into his palm and his sharp pain. "I don't want to lie to you," she used all her strength, but her voice was still very light. "Just... it's too weird, it will be treated as a neuropathy."

This is not the whole reason.

The deeper reason is hidden in the lips, because of the indelible damage.

She didn't dare to look at him, her body was trembling, her white teeth biting her lower lip, and she unknowingly blew her muscles. The opposite man stepped forward and stopped in front of her. A dry, warm hand gently puts on her cheek.

Her body shrank.

His movements stopped, and this continued, the touch was very gentle, like the cherished treatment of a butterfly's fragile wings. He slowly lifted her head up, her thumb rubbing her lips and wiping a trace of blood from her lips.

"I'm sorry," he said.

She looked at him with incomprehension.

He said: "If you can get to know you soon, it will be fine." If you can get acquainted earlier, in the last life, when the balance is earlier than the scorpion, isn't all the damage will happen? If that day is in an orphanage, how good is the person who meets her.

Xia Wei’s eyelashes are soft, and as the butterfly **** its wings, it slowly smashes, and the tears condense. She understood what he meant by sorry. It turned out that Li Lei did not blame her for hiding her identity for so long. He just pampered her and pampered her to avoid crossing the time to protect her.

Her tears slipped down her cheeks.

He took her into his arms for a long time.

"Oh," he said. "I swear, I will never let you encounter that kind of thing."

Her body is a bit stiff, that kind of thing? Does he refer to the murder at the last concert of his last life, or does he know that she was imprisoned by the scorpion, what happened in the dark day? She didn't dare to ask, for fear that he really knew everything, and that would make her feel like she was invisible, humble and dirty.

The line of sight crossed his shoulder and unconsciously landed on the thickwood desk. At the corner of the desk, there is a light blue card with a few words: Stockholm Syndrome.

Below is a thick text.

There is ice spread in Xia Wei’s heart. He knows that he knows everything.

She began to struggle, struggling to break free from him, slammed back into the corner, and did not dare to look at his eyes. "I am... dirty," her voice was weak, "not worthy of you."

He looked at her tenderly: "It has been together for so long, and I don't deserve anything."

She was confused and didn't understand what he meant. "I'm sorry, I lied to you, so that you can stay with me for so long without knowing it. I will..." She wants to say that she will leave, one who was once Such a woman who abuses and humiliates, and can no longer have children, what qualifications are there to stay with people like him?

Her heart was sour, and she couldn’t say the words "to leave". She couldn’t match it, but she couldn’t bear it. It was Li Lei, the only sunshine in her life, the last redemption.

Her tears fell again.

A paper towel covers her face and gently wipes it.

"Cry like a little cat, even Ermao will laugh at you." Li Lei said, "You can come back, it's great, how can I feed two pets alone? Later, you will raise my hair with me. And Mao Tuanzi, to give them a good example, not to leave home, not to bear such a sad thing alone."

She "wow" and cried even louder. The thin arms climbed on the shoulders of Li Lei and screamed.

Li Lei hugged her again, just like holding a child who was hurt. If so, it would make her feel better. He would like to give her shoulders forever.

As early as a few days ago, he had confirmed her identity, was heartbroken for her, and was angry at the beggars. However, every time she went to see her at Fengqi's house, he did not dare to mention it. She was afraid that once she touched her wound, she would run further afield. Li Lei has already made plans to bury this matter in her heart forever, and she does not want to know anything. She is better for her and makes her happy.

However, she is still wrong.

"The thing of the tie will not be anymore in the future." He said, "Oh, I love you, whether you are Ye Xingyu or Xia Yu, I don't care."

He loves her, not her identity.

After that day, he was more gentle to Xia Wei than usual, and she did not seem to be as lively as before. Sometimes he would be careful when he saw him, as if he was avoiding something. He knows that she is jealous, or there is a kind of inferiority that is sneaked into the wound, but it doesn't matter, they have enough time to heal slowly.

Occasionally, she would sit on the window sill and be in a sad, sad look.

At that time, Li Lei knew that she remembered the past again, just like an invisible and transparent glass in the air, so far away that he could not touch. Today, Li Lei has already understood why the man who can easily overturn her emotions, the fate of past and present, even if there are so many injuries? Unforgettable cinnabar, where can you easily forget?

If you change to him and are hurt by a beloved woman, I am afraid that I will be obsessed with her.

Often, Li Lei will feel fearful, what should he fight with others?

It can only be gentle, extremely gentle, and meticulous care for her. Maybe it will be long and deep, and the long warmth of the years can make the traces of another man become light.

He cooked for her, sent her a notice of admission, and drove her in the car on the day when she and Yan Ziheng’s baby were buried in the ground.

The car is very far away. On the outskirts of another city, the cordon was pulled early on the periphery of the cemetery. Today, I don’t accept the present, waiting for the emperor’s chairman, Zi Ziheng, to divorce his wife and hold a funeral ceremony for their little baby. .

Xia Wei first arrived, dressed in white, with black flowers on his chest.

Li Lei is also a very formal black suit today, holding her up and giving her courage and strength.