Chapter 2041, the soft first love of the lame (85)

Jiang Yanxi was neglected from beginning to end, and Bai Weiwei pretended to be very fierce. In fact, it was still very soft.

He slowly walked over to the sofa and picked up the folder on the table.

"This is a report of your parents' deaths, as well as some surveillance videos when they die."

When Jiang Yanxi said this, his legs could not support it.

His face was white for two points, but he did not show a trace of pain.

Bai Weiwei can't wait to go, want to take the information in his hand.

However, Jiang Yanxi was not too slow to raise his hand.

When he stood up, she came to his shoulder.

He really stretched his hand, how could she get it.

Bai Weiwei was not willing to jump, but he seemed to have a hunch, and then he would not let her meet.

The muscles of Jiang Yanxi’s arm are actually a little trembling.

Because of the pain in his legs, he is particularly uncomfortable.

The doctor was afraid that he would come again, and tied him with a thick bandage to stop him from running again.

Even if you stand, you can feel the pain of leg compression like acupuncture.

But he looked at Bai Weiwei's effort to reach out and not reach his finger.

His eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

The abyss is as dark as it is replaced by a bright color of joy.

This is his first time, so clearly felt that how good it is to stand in front of a woman.

It turned out that he did not care about this.

But I don't care.

Bai Weiwei is really not enough information that he always confuses.

She couldn't bear to say: "Jiangxixi, what are you doing?"

The grievances in this tone are almost a bit of momentum.

Jiang Yanxi looked down on her head and her expression was still calm.

"If I said that your parents' death has nothing to do with me, do you believe?"

Bai Weiwei had looked down on her neck for too long, and she looked down and wanted to come back.

But when I heard this sentence, she immediately brushed her face and her eyes were clear and sharp.

"Then why are you hiding the news of their death, my parents' casket, you are free to put it on the table, and even later thrown to the ground..."

Having said that, her eyes are red.

"You don't care, it's so cool that people think you are not a human."

Jiang Yanxi’s eyes are dull, and this is indeed a loophole.

His performance at that time was hated by her.

He is too indifferent and one of the reasons for her anger.

Jiang Yanxi quietly planned in his heart, and did not panic.

He is quiet and calmly controlling the rhythm.

"At that time, I am afraid that you are sad."

Bai Weiwei’s voice is a bit sharp. “Now I am not afraid of my heart.”

Jiang Yanxi saw the tears in her eyes and began to spin again.

How can she cry so much.

In the end, Jiang Yanxi said the same, whispered: "Afraid."

Really afraid that she is sad.

But more dark thoughts are, afraid she doesn't like him.

The world of adults is a dark and cold kill.

And his world, from the moment the leg broke.

The whole world is against him.

Even his parents left him without saying that he was going to make money to treat his legs.

It’s better to say that you don’t want to see a hopeless son, sitting in a dark room, living like a locust.

They have no resentment against him.

It’s better to die on the spot, or to be the burden of their eternal burden, isn’t it?

Human nature is really selfish.

He has lived so coldly for so many years, the only one that hits a white Wei Wei who can make himself become human and soft.

(End of this chapter)