Yin Luo walked over, and Ding Jiaqi consciously put her legs on his lap, "The doctor said so."

"..." Yin Luo pinched her ankle and rubbed it gently.

Ding Jiaqi looked at him and asked cautiously, fearing to scare him away, "Aluo, do you like me..."

Yin Luo's body was a little stiff. He looked at her feet. Bai Xi's toes looked cute, but the soles of her feet were not soft, as if they were thin calluses from running outside.

"Why don't you speak?" Ding Jiaqi's voice was thin, which was very different from when she yelled at him in the past.

"I don't talk about feelings."

This was his answer, which made Ding Jiaqi's expectation and joy disappear, and the expression on her face became ugly at this moment.

His hands continued to rub her feet, but they were already cold.

"What does it mean not to talk about feelings?"

she asked.

Yin Luo raised his head and looked at her calmly, "I'm not suitable for talking about relationships, and I won't talk about relationships."

"I'm just asking you if you like it. Why are you talking to me about feelings?" In fact, Ding Jiaqi had already heard the flavor of his words, and she just wanted to find another step for herself to climb down.

But this man didn't know how to step down for her.

"Can people like people who don't talk about feelings?" Yin Luo asked her back, with an extremely indifferent tone.

Ding Jiaqi looked at him for a long time, then she retracted her feet. His answer made her look stupid and idiotic for asking this question.

Yin Luo looked at the empty palms of her hands. Ding Jiaqi smiled, just a little, and then her whole face turned cold, even colder than Yin Luo. She put on her high heels and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Ding Jiaqi did not answer.

Yin Luo hurriedly followed behind her.

After walking out of the hospital, seeing Ding Jiaqi reaching out to hail a taxi, Yin Luo hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "What are you doing?"

Ding Jiaqi pursed her thin lips tightly and still stopped the taxi.

"I'll take you back."

Ding Jiaqi raised her eyes slightly and glanced at him indifferently. She didn't know what was going on with this man. He could come to save her over and over again, but he refused to say a simple word of love.

Okay, it's just her own passion. She thinks she is different from others in his eyes.

It was she who mistakenly thought that these unfavorable things between them were a kind of fate.

It was her who thought too well of him, she shouldn't have changed her mind about him.

He is a scumbag, a scumbag to the extreme!

He could pretend to have feelings for her, he could pretend to be jealous, he could pretend to be nervous, or he could push her away indifferently when she was filled with joy and wanted to take a step closer to him.

This is his method, his trick.

Ding Jiaqi admitted that she had been played, maybe by Yin Luo, but more likely, by herself.

That’s it. The illusion this man gave himself ends here.

A taxi stopped in front of them. Ding Jiaqi pushed him away, opened the door, and said only one sentence to him, "We have said many times that we will only be strangers, but every time, I treat it as a joke, as long as you speak

, I would definitely be willing to call you Aluo. But I was wrong. It turns out that you meant it every time."

"..."

"Bye bye, scumbag, I will be smarter this time and take it seriously."

The car door was slammed shut, and the taxi driver was startled. He looked at the angry woman, and then at the man outside the window. After just one glance, he quickly withdrew his eyes, asked where he was going, started the car, and drove away.

Away from the big iceberg standing in front of the hospital.

Yin Luo stood there, speechless. He didn't have anything to say at all.

He doesn't talk about feelings. To him, feelings are just a burden.

Not only in the eyes of outsiders, he, Yin Luo, is a cold-blooded killer, but in his own eyes, he is too.

It's not that he's slow to react, he's just unwilling to take that step.

He admitted that seeing her walking with others made him feel like there was a stone stuck in his heart and he was very upset. He also admitted that Ding Jiaqi was different from others and different from all the women he had seen.

But, even if it were different, he wouldn't be able to have any results with her.

He is not suitable for liking people.

Not suitable for being liked either.

Xia Zixiu and Du Rui are the best examples. When two people with different identities come together, everything is ups and downs. No one else can see how indecisive Xia Zixiu has become now. How could he, Yin Luo, not see it?

If even he steps into the world of emotions, who else can kill someone without blinking an eye?

Yin Luo pursed his thin lips, got into the car, started the car, and left.

However, Ding Jiaqi's resolute expression really made him feel uncomfortable. Luo Guo felt very uncomfortable.

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After Du Rui returned home, Du's mother had been sitting on the sofa waiting for her to come back.

"Mommy, didn't I tell you that you don't have to wait for me?"

Mother Du looked at Du Rui's face carefully, trying to discern some clues.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"In the afternoon, Xia Zixiu came." Du Mu said.

Du Rui looked at her quietly, hung the bag aside and said nonchalantly, "Come here."

"Have you met him?"

Du Rui looked at the food on the long table in the living room, which was still steaming. He suddenly became happy, took his chopsticks, and started eating.

"Did you see him? What did he say?"

"Mom, I saw you." Du Rui said honestly, "He said he didn't want to let me go."

Mother Du's expression showed a hint of comfort, and then she sighed, "He is an infatuated person."

"But the reality is in front of us. Infatuation is useless." Du Rui buried his head, picking up vegetables, his mouth full, and what he said seemed very natural.

Yes, in the face of reality, infatuation is useless.

only……

Falling in love but not being able to stay together turned out to be so painful. She wondered if Zixiu was more painful than her? 13acv.

If there was a second choice, she would not leave him easily.

But it was his mother who was forcing her, it was the child in her belly who was forcing her, and it was God who was forcing her.

Maybe one day in the future, this child will blame himself for not giving him a father...

She pursed her lips, and the hand holding the chopsticks slowly stiffened.

After a long time, she still made up her mind. Without a father, there would be no father. Having a father may not necessarily be good, just like her, like Lu Jinhuan.

At night, Du Rui was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling absentmindedly. The night outside the window was very hazy, and only the high-rise buildings were still lit with stars.

His words still rang in her ears.

--I said, no one can separate us.

--Rui'er, if you miss me, just say you miss me, if you love me, just say you love me, if you want me, just say you want me. This is who you are.

--You haven't forgotten me even after ten years. Where did you get the confidence to say such nonsense?!

--You said you wanted to cut it off cleanly, but you took away my child, but you took away the ring I gave you. Rui'er, you are too inconsistent.

--It's not that you can't live without me, it's that I can't live without you, so don't push me away.

Du Rui closed her eyes. From the beginning, they should not have been in love so much. They took love as the focus of their relationship, so that it is so difficult to break up now.

Just as she drifted off to sleep.

Lu Jinhuan's voice rang in her ears.

"I don't mind, I don't mind at all, you are throwing yourself into my arms now."

Suddenly, she opened her eyes. Is this idea too ridiculous...

Ridiculous, but effective, right?

Not only did it work for Xia Zixiu, but it also worked for Lu Jinhuan.

Lu Jinhuan... doesn't he like himself?

Do you like her more than Saer?

That night, Du Rui came up with a pretty crazy idea, pretty crazy...

Closing her eyes again, she continued to sleep.
To be continued...