Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 436 Regret
He applied the ointment to Xia Ling's wound bit by bit.

The ointment was very cool, and the burning pain in her wound eased.Under the dim crystal light, she looked at his face quietly. There was also a bruise on the corner of his lip, and there were some dried blood. It looked very different from usual, tearing away the gentle and calm appearance, violent , embarrassed, and fierce.

It was the first time Xia Ling saw him out of control like this. Even when they quarreled and he punished her from above, he still had everything under control.Unlike now, no matter what, he is like a young boy in love, fighting with others for his first love girlfriend.

Before I knew it, I was a little lost in thought.

"What are you looking at?" Pei Ziheng asked after finishing the medicine for her.

Xia Ling looked away: "It's nothing."

He didn't ask any more questions. He laid her body flat and covered her with a quilt: "Go to bed early."

"What about you?" Xia Ling asked, "Is your injury...does it matter?"

He was startled, and his expression softened: "It's okay, it's a skin trauma."

"Then you need to take medicine." She became like this after only one punch from the opponent. He must have suffered more serious injuries after receiving so many punches.

Pei Ziheng said: "Okay." Then, he walked to the small table next to the bed where the ointment was placed, first treated the wounds on the corners of his lips and cheeks, and then turned his back to her, took off his suit and shirt, revealing a body that was fit and delicate Come on with solid muscles.

Xia Ling turned over and didn't look at him.

She is familiar with every inch of his body, just like she is familiar with herself. Every inch of joy and pain is so unforgettable that even if a long time passes, she cannot remain indifferent, but can only avoid it.

However, on the side of the bed, there was a floor-to-ceiling glass window, and it was still him who was vaguely reflected through the gauze curtain.

Xia Ling wanted to close her eyes, but she stared at the blurred shadow on the glass window in a strange way, unable to look away.

He skillfully applied medicine to his chest, waist, and lower abdomen.There were more injuries than she thought, and the more she looked at it, the sadder she felt.Finally, after the front of the body was finished, she saw him raise his hand, as if he wanted to touch the deep part of her shoulder, but after several attempts, she couldn't touch it. So, he put down the medicine bottle, picked up the clothes, and prepared to touch the deep part of her shoulder. Put on.

Xia Ling finally couldn't help turning around and sitting up from the bed: "Wait, you still haven't given good medicine..."

He probably didn't expect her to turn around, and the arm holding the clothes stopped in mid-air.

However, at that moment, Xia Ling's voice stopped, and her eyes fixed on a certain point on his left arm. "This is……"

He covered it with his clothes: "nothing."

Xia Ling climbed out of the bed to hold his hand, and pulled off his clothes.On his forearm, there were many wounds densely packed, as if cut with a blade or something, the incisions were sharp, neat, old and new, layered on top of each other.

"what is this?"

He took his arm out of her hand, put on his clothes, and said nothing.

"Pei Ziheng!" Xia Ling looked at him angrily, her voice trembling, "Tell me, how did you do it?!" I clearly remember that until the last night before her death, when he hugged her carelessly and fell asleep , There is no such scar on the arm.So, after that...?
After that, what happened? !

"Why do you have such wounds on your hands." She tried her best to hold back the trembling in her voice.

After being reborn and returning to his side, she hadn't actually looked at him carefully, so that she didn't realize until now that he actually had such terrible scars on his body.It scares her more than countless punches and kicks, because, vaguely, she knows what it is.

I still remember the year when he imprisoned her, when she couldn't bear it anymore, she tried to commit suicide and cut her wrist with a sharp piece of porcelain, roughly the effect... No, it was not so neat and cruel.

On his arm, there is a kind of calm madness.

Pei Ziheng still didn't answer, just turned around and said, "It's late, go to sleep."

Xia Ling looked at his back: "Pei Ziheng, don't you want me to know anything? Whether it's Wang Jingwan, the fight with Tianyi, or the injury on your hand now... Pei Ziheng, what do you think of me as a what?"

His figure was slightly stiff.

Xia Ling said: "Are you raising me just to relieve boredom? You never care about what I think in my heart, and always decide everything unilaterally. Do you know that I'm also afraid!"

"I raised you, not to relieve boredom." He said in a low voice without looking back.

"What is that for?!" She yelled at him, "Tell me!"

He was silent for a long time, and when she was getting desperate, thinking that he would not answer, he finally spoke: "Xiaoling, from the first day I brought you home, I made up my mind not to let you suffer even the slightest bit. Wronged. The outside world is too complicated, and I don't tell you many things, not because I don't care about you, but because... I care too much about you. "

Xia Ling didn't expect him to say such a thing, so she was caught off guard and was stunned on the spot.

Yes, he has indeed taken good care of her all these years. If she hadn't disobeyed him later, she guessed, she could live happily ever after under his wing.

But, is this love? No, at least not the love she wants.

"Pei Ziheng, if you care about me, tell me the truth." Xia Ling looked at his back with a hoarse voice, "Tell me, what happened to your arm, what happened?"

He raised his scarred arm slightly and stared down.

Xia Ling urged: "Pei Ziheng!"

"At that time, you fell from the stage," he said slowly, as if restraining some emotion. "Later, I always dreamed of you at night. Sometimes I miss you too much, so I take a knife Make a cut on your arm, watch the blood flow out, think about how painful it must be when you fall..."

His voice changed slightly, as if crying, and stopped without warning.

Xia Ling didn't ask any more questions, her heart seemed to be crumpled into a ball, and the pain was unbearable.It's so strange, he hurt her so badly in the last life, she should be happy and relieved, but why, she's even more sad.

The atmosphere in the room was suffocating, Xia Ling turned around, pushed open the door, and walked out.

On the deck, the night was already very deep, and the stars twinkled in the black velvet night, and the salty sea water wafted in the wind.Xia Ling hugged her knees and sat on the edge of the deck. The sound of the waves seemed to drown her.

He regretted it.

After she paid the price with her life, he finally regretted it, so now that he has recovered it, he treats her so carefully?
But what a tragic price.

Xia Ling thought of those happy pasts that had vanished in the sudden marriage more than three years ago. When she first learned that Wang Jingwan was going to marry him, she was so shocked, angry and panicked, as if the sky had collapsed down the same...

(End of this chapter)