C508 Chapter 508
C508 Chapter 508
When he pushed her hair away from her face, which was already wet with sweat, he saw her small, pale face. Her originally rosy cheeks were now devoid of any color, and her tiny teeth were almost bleeding from her lips.
His heart suddenly felt as if it had been heavily smashed by something, as it was surrounded by a sort of pain. Why did she become like this in the blink of an eye when she was still perfectly fine just a moment ago?!
He picked her up and rushed out of the room. In that instant, he suddenly realized that the life in his arms was actually very fragile.
It was so fragile that … He could leave him at any time!
As this thought flashed through his mind, he was unwilling to continue thinking about it.
In his arms, her body slowly stopped twitching. When he ran downstairs and told the driver to prepare the car, her hands had already grabbed the front of his shirt, "Mr Ling, I don't feel pain anymore."
Although she still looked weak, the color of her blood was gradually returning to her face, and her breathing had returned to normal.
He looked at her quizzically, but he thought there was something odd about it.
"I really don't feel pain anymore …" "As long as Mr Ling doesn't throw me down again." As the little guy spoke, he put his hands under his armpits and hugged him tightly, as if he was afraid that he would throw her to the ground again.
"Are you really alright?" he asked.
Her body shrunk. The memory of what happened just now was still vividly imprinted into her mind. When Mr Ling threw her onto the ground, his body, which was no longer in pain, started to hurt again. It was even more painful now.
However, Mr Ling just stood in front of her and looked at her with a cold gaze. At that moment, she suddenly felt that Mr Ling was so far away from her …
She wanted to reach out and grab him. She wanted to ask why she wanted to throw him down … But she was in so much pain … She didn't even have the strength to speak.
Until... Mr Ling hugged her again and the pain started to recede …
"Mr Ling has been holding Xi all this time, so Xi won't be in pain anymore …" "Don't leave Xi behind, okay?" Her small hands were clasped so tightly that she almost wanted to bury her body in his.
And her body, tense at this moment, was waiting for his answer.
He was silent. He only felt that the two hands that were hugging her small body had suddenly become incomparably heavy. After a moment, a word "good" slowly came out from his mouth.
When she heard his words, her body suddenly softened. He lowered his head and looked at her in his arms. Her eyes were closed, her breathing calm — was she asleep?
"Young Master, do you want a car?" a servant at the side asked.
When he looked at her sleeping in his arms, the blood had already returned to her face. However, the red mark on her neck was still attached to her fair skin, making her look so vivid.
"I don't need it for now." Ling Jing turned around and carried Jun Yuexi back to the room.
He wanted to put her on the bed, but her hands were still holding him even when she was asleep. Just as he was about to carefully push her hand away, he remembered what she had said earlier. If he had been holding her, she would not have been in pain.
His eyes lowered, he did what he did not expect — he lay on the bed with her, letting her sleep in his arms and covering her with a thin blanket. As for him, he simply lowered his head and silently looked at her …
There were some obvious traces of tears on her white face. Just now … Did she cry? He cried from the pain?
His finger lightly wiped away her tears. He couldn't tell if he was feeling bitter or bitter at the moment. Or was it regret?
"..."
"What do you know?" Xia Huanhuan's voice sounded in Ling Jing's ears once again. He raised his eyes to look at her. This was the little guy's mother. Although she didn't look too similar to the little guy, he had seen a warm smile on this woman's face before. It was very similar to the little guy's smile.
At this moment, he could easily see the concern and worry she had for Xi in her eyes. Because it was his mother? It was only natural that he would care so much about his children, wasn't it?
Mother? Is that it? Would his mother care so much about him if she were still alive?
Perhaps, but that kind of care was not what he wanted.
"She said that I am her Predestine. As long as I hold her, she won't hurt." Ling Jing answered as he stared at Xia Huanhuan, observing the change in her expression.
Predestine! This young man was indeed my daughter's Predestine!
Xia Huanhuan's heart jolted. Although there were some unexpected events, there was more to it than expected. It was because she was in Predestine that her daughter liked Ling Jing so much. It was also because she always stuck close to this cold boy that she could fall asleep peacefully in his arms even though it was clearly a full moon right now, right?
"Great!" Xia Huanhuan smiled, happy that her daughter had found the Predestine. When she relaxed her mind, her legs suddenly went soft and she fell to the ground.
At this moment, the door was opened again and Jun Ziyan walked into the room. Ling Jing frowned. Since when did his room become so easy for outsiders to enter?
Jun Ziyan glanced at his daughter on the bed and then quickly walked to Xia Huanhuan's side. He helped her up as he asked, "What's wrong?"
"He's Predestine, he's Xi's Predestine! Xi really found her Predestine! " Xia Huanhuan said while smiling and crying towards Jun Ziyan. He had been worrying about his daughter all these years, and it was only now that he was finally able to release his pent-up emotions.
If the Predestine found her, it meant that her daughter could live on, unlike those Jun's who could not find her. They would commit suicide before they were 45 years old because they could not endure the pain.
When Jun Ziyan entered the room and saw Jun Yuexi sleeping soundly, he had already guessed this fact. Seeing Xia Huanhuan's face filled with tears, he leaned down and pressed his lips naturally against her face, sucking at her tears.
This action was extremely natural to him. Because every time she cried, he would do this to protect her tears.
Jun Ziyan focused on sucking his tears. He didn't care about where he was and... There was a thirteen year old boy watching from the side.