mijobooks Chapter 240 I was the one who was robbed and bullied, why are you pissing me off?
Chapter 240 I was the one who was robbed and bullied, why are you pissing me off?
Chapter 240 I was the one who was robbed and bullied, why are you pissing me off?The man's handsome face was very serious. She sobbed softly in his arms, but he didn't speak, but waited expressionlessly for her to finish crying.
After finally waiting for her to cry enough, Duan Zijin let go of him, took two steps back, and stared at him with red eyes like a rabbit, "Why are you still here?"
The man narrowed his eyes, his black eyes catching her face without blinking.
Her skin is porcelain white and clean, and her eyebrows and eyes are very vivid.Since she became pregnant, her appetite has become better than before, and her nutritional intake has become more balanced. Her whole face is not as aggressive as it used to be because of the thinness, and the contours are full of lingering coldness.At this moment, she looked more like a wronged girl, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes, and the skin on her face looked red and blotchy whether it was pressed by his chest.
The man couldn't tell the original intention of this question from her tone for a while, so he just said indifferently: "What do you think?"
She laughed through tears, "Are you waiting for me?"
The ending sound rose slightly, and the curled up and tightness in the voice slowly unfolded.
Even though her face was not pretty at the moment, the smile on her crimson lips was as vivid as a summer flower.
The man walked over, raised his hand to pinch her chin, his dark pupils seemed to be able to drip ink, and completely contained the woman's cheeks in his eyes, "Why are you crying here alone?"
It should have been a word of concern, but he said it calmly, more like a routine inquiry.
Duan Zijin puffed his cheeks, and said without thinking, "I thought you were gone."
There were some obvious complaints in the voice, and a sense of grievance came out of his tone.
The man smiled coldly and let go of his hands, his voice was so hoarse that it seemed to be dyed with a very dark and cold tone.
"Want to see me? What are you going to tell me?"
"It's...that incident three days ago." Duan Zijin lowered her head, her soft hair blocked her face, her eyelashes cast shadows in her eyes, and she couldn't see clearly, "Didn't you give me three days? Think about it? I've thought about it."
The man's heart suddenly seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.
In fact, he knew her decision, and he knew it just by looking at the way she came empty-handed.
He promised to wait until two o'clock, but he smoked here for a whole afternoon.
The pain accumulated throughout the afternoon expanded to the maximum at this moment, festering and forming scars, and Jiang Lin was suffocated for a moment.
Before Duan Zijin heard him speak, he felt the man's breath rushing down.
He stretched out his long arms and slammed against the glass partition between the two rows of booths behind her.
In a pair of cold eyes, the wind and rain were bleak, and the voice, like his breath, squeezed into her senses forcefully, and she was forced to bear every sharp and frightening word he spat out when his thin lips moved, "Think about it gone?"
"Yeah." Duan Zijin nodded, and under his almost persuasive gaze, said, "I can't marry you now."
There was a "boom", as if a very lethal ammunition exploded in the man's mind.
Even though he had expected her answer a long time ago, he still couldn't help but sneer in pain.
Duan Zijin didn't see the anger in his eyes, only heard his cold voice rubbing against her nerves, "Oh, should I thank you and come here to inform me personally, huh?"
And it was so late.
Are you trying to test him out?
As she wished, he waited here all afternoon like a fool.
Duan Zijin, are you happy?
Seeing the man's increasingly gloomy face, she was a little dazed, and the tears at the corners of her eyes were very clear in the orange sunset.
I have been in a state of offline IQ all afternoon, and at this moment, I couldn't react to his meaning, and subconsciously just remembered to reach out and push him.
However, her weak strength was not enough to shake the man's fortress-like solid chest. He raised his other hand to grab her wrist, and then bent down and kissed her lips fiercely. His tongue did not hesitate. deep into it.
He kissed extremely ferociously, not out of tenderness, but rather as some kind of catharsis waiting to explode.
She didn't understand his sudden temper, and her breath was taken away by his deep and long kiss, her brain was severely deprived of oxygen, and her body went limp.
Jiang Lin let go of her hand and clasped her waist instead.
Even though she was pregnant, her waist was too slender to hold.
When he finally had enough kisses, Duan Zijin was already in a daze.
She closed her eyes slightly, put her arms around his body, and finally stood still, gasping for breath, her voice was hoarse and charming after an ambiguity, as if coquettish, "I lost my passport."
The man's face froze, and the turbulent darkness froze in his eyes for an instant, and then slowly settled down, with a faint glint in his black eyes, "What did you say?"
Duan Zijin stared at him, his wide-open almond eyes were slowly clouded with mist, "I just came out of the police station, so I came late, I thought you left."
police station?The man's Junmo eyebrows suddenly frowned, and he said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
"There was a traffic jam in the afternoon. I was going to walk here, but I ran into a thief...the bag was stolen."
"Stolen?" When the man heard this word, his face was so cold that he couldn't bear it. "Stolen in front of you?"
Duan Zijin was stunned for a moment, and nodded reluctantly, as if nodding these two times was equivalent to admitting how stupid she was.
But the man suddenly pulled away from her, turned around and turned on the light in the ice cream shop, turned back after a while, grabbed her arm and looked her up and down several times.
There were red scratches on her fingers, which should be the wounds that the bandit rubbed on her hands when the gangster pulled her bag.
Duan Zijin felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and wanted to pull back his hand, but although he didn't use much force in his hand, he held her tightly, "Try moving again!"
This tone is already very impatient.
Duan Zijin became unhappy all of a sudden, "I was the one who was robbed and bullied, why are you pissing me off?"
The man was speechless by her soft tone, his face was still very ugly.
As she said that, she pursed her mouth, and her eye circles were red again, "I wanted to come to you first, and then call the police, but someone next to me has already called for me, and the policeman was unreasonable and insisted on arresting me and going to the police station to do it." Transcript, I walked here from three blocks away, my feet are almost worn out, and you are still losing my temper with me! You can leave as soon as you want, what are you doing when you come back! Are you making a special trip to lose your temper?"
Jiang Lin raised his eyes to meet her aggrieved eyes, slowly frowned, then lowered his head, looking at the sandals on her feet.
The breath was stuck in the chest cavity and couldn't move up or down.
"Now I have lost my wallet and my passport. The Civil Affairs Bureau in the United States is closed at this late hour. I can't get married today anyway! Go back where you came from!" Duan Zijin broke away from his hand and pulled away the nearest chair sat down.
The man behind stood still and didn't speak.
Like a statue, deep and indifferent.
Duan Zijin couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, they fell silently and landed on the table with a faint sound.
There are some things that you don't feel wronged in your heart, but when someone has something to say or is loved by others, you will feel wronged instead.
After all, the more pampered a woman is, the more delicate she is, and the stronger she is, the more she is forgotten.
And what Jiang Lin didn't know was that what happened this afternoon reminded her of the day when she first came to this city six years ago.
That day, she had just flown from Yucheng to New York, and she didn't even reverse the jet lag, so she came to Los Angeles again, because Ah Qing held a concert here.
In fact, her English scores in China are not bad, but like many test takers, she can only use a lot of high-end and beautiful words to answer the questions, but her simple spoken English is a mess.There were many Chinese passengers on the flight from Yucheng to New York, so flight attendants who could speak Chinese were also arranged, but on the flight from New York to Los Angeles, there was no Chinese near her.
Everyone spoke to her in English with different accents, and she stuttered, not knowing what to do.
In the box were the souvenirs she brought from Yucheng, Ah Qing's favorite food, but before boarding the plane, they were regarded as contraband and held at the airport. No matter how she explained it, she couldn't explain it.
The last two ground staff took her to the police station near the airport.
For a proud and conceited little girl who obeyed the law since she was a child, was among the best in grades, that was almost the most embarrassing time she had ever experienced in her life.
No one could understand her, no one even wanted to listen to her.
She sat on the steps outside the police station with her messily turned bag and the smashed souvenirs in it, chanting the word "Jiang Lin" non-stop.
The love song she once thought was hypocritical was looping in the earphones, but she heard tears streaming down her face——
"Promise becomes sad, sad because you are not here.
I really want to hug you and complain, but I seem so helpless.
Helpless makes me want to cry..."
Since then, she has had a deep, deep shadow on the police department in the United States.Especially those black policemen who looked fierce and fierce, and those policemen with potbellies and three-point dirty smiles.
Even now that her English is fluent enough to be used as a mother tongue, this fear is always rooted in her heart and cannot be shaken off.
She was seen covering her face to keep herself from crying.To be honest, if he didn't ask about such a tedious story, she wouldn't even take the initiative to tell him.
Because I don't think it's necessary.
This is her own growth experience, whether it is pain or lessons learned, she can't drag others to bear it with her time and time again.
But she endured it for too long, and now he is behind her, the man she kept talking about and thinking about over and over again when she was most vulnerable, is standing behind her at this moment.
The helplessness at that time and the same helplessness at this moment formed a strange contrast, urging her tears to fall continuously.
In the silence, the man behind him suddenly bent down, and his movements were a little stiff and rude, and he took her whole into his arms.
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He grasped her wrist with his big hands, pulled away her hand covering her face without any explanation, wiped away the tears on her face with his fingers, quickly picked her up from the seat, and looked out without saying a word. go.
Duan Zijin left her feet off the ground and was completely hugged by him. His steps were very steady and heavy. When she walked out of the ice cream shop, the scene in front of her was eroded by a brilliant orange light. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her eyes. It took a while before she remembered. Turn to look at him.
In the hazy mist, his handsome face was extremely cold and hard, his lips were pursed, and the arc of his chin was arrogant and indifferent.
Her hoarse voice still carried the thick nasal voice of crying just now, "Where are you... taking me?"
"Hospital." The man said concisely, without fluctuations in expression or tone.
"What are you going to the hospital for?"
The man lowered his head and stared at the hand she was using to cover the setting sun, and the corners of his thin cold lips twitched slightly, "What do you think?"
Duan Zijin turned over the palm of his hand, just when he saw the scratches on his fingers and palm, she was taken aback, and grabbed the front of his shirt which was soaked by her tears, "You don't need to go to the hospital for this kind of injury."
"Then go to the police station."
Duan Zijin's face turned pale suddenly, and he blurted out: "No!"
The color of the man's pupils became deeper and deeper under the setting sun, so deep that he couldn't be seen. His falcon-like pupils narrowed into narrow arcs, "You lost something here, and someone almost got into an accident. Why don't you go?"
I don't know if it was Duan Zijin's illusion, but she always felt that when the man's thin lips uttered the six words "I almost had an accident", the tone of his voice was extremely gloomy.
Duan Zijin was a little frightened by the dangerous light in his eyes, and hurriedly said: "I have already been there this afternoon, they, they said... they will contact me if there is any news."
Only then did the man stop in his tracks, and stared lightly at her pale and delicate face. There was still a bit of care in her soft brows, and she didn't know what she was afraid of.
The unknown anger in his heart was getting higher and higher, his face became more and more expressionless, and he said in a deep voice, "Why didn't you call me at the police station?"