Endless Fall

   Chapter 233 Please take me back

   "Su Tian." The nurse pushed open the door of the ward and knocked on the table twice: "Someone is looking for you."

   Su Tian raised his eyes with his thoughts returning to the cage.

   Living in a mental hospital for half a month made her look quite haggard, like a slowly withering narcissus.

   She went to the office under the urging of the nurse. When she saw a familiar figure, the light in her eyes gathered little by little.

   "A Song!" She knelt at his feet, tears welling up: "I know I'm wrong, can you take me back?"

   Xiao Song asked the driver to wait at the door.

   He lifted Su Tian's chin, slammed his palm on her cheek, and listened to the clear voice: "Don't want to go abroad now?"

  The slapped Su Tian not only did not complain, but hugged his leg like a life-saving straw.

   "I don't want to!" She looked at him admiringly with her red and swollen eyes: "Master, I will never leave you again."

   Xiao Song sneered: "It's too late to say that." His eyes moved down, signaling her to let go: "I can't save you now."

"What's the meaning?"

   "I wasn't the one who sent you in." He slid the wheel of the lighter: "Understand?"

  Su Tian was startled: "Who are you?"

   "You don't know who you offended?"

   "I don't." She moved forward and put it on his suit pants: "Don't scare me, I really don't go abroad."

   "I'm not that free." Xiao Song patted the ash from his knees: "Your apartment has been sold."

   "How much did you sell?"

   "900,000." He snuffed out the cigarette **** and looked at her condescendingly: "I have accepted the money, and the contract will be extended for another two years."

   "Two years!?"

   "Don't want to?"

   "No." Su Tian met his dark eyes and shook his head again and again: "I'm just curious, why should it be extended for two years?"

   Xiao Song glanced at her indifferently and did not respond.

   He picked up the mobile phone on the table and walked out. Before opening the door, he left a sentence: "Enjoy it well, and continue to repay the debt in two years."

  The warm wind poured into the office, but Su Tian, ​​who was kneeling on the ground, could not feel the warmth, and even felt biting cold.

   She is like a puppet whose soul has been siphoned away, even forgetting how she was dragged to the playground by the nurse.

  The mentally ill couples play by the side, and the 'daoist' who was arguing to accept her last time came again.

   She knew this was just the beginning.

   She couldn't escape.

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   At the end of May, Lincheng has a tendency to enter summer.

  The hot sun pierced through the clouds, carrying the wind wrapped in the heat wave, hitting every corner.

  The 'Y·L' dessert shop on Wutong Street is booming.

   Pei Yilan helped the staff pack the boxes, and then sat down on the round table in the corner to calculate the recent accounts.

   Her fingertips landed on the computer and tapped, so serious that even Lin Jiao didn't notice it.

   "Boss Pei." Lin Jiao put down the plastic bag, pulled out the chair and sat down: "Your rice noodles are here."

   Pei Yilan, who was distracted, looked up following the voice and forgot where he was going.

   She simply turned off the iPad and took the pair of chopsticks with a smile: "I wanted to ask you just now, but I forgot."

   "Are there many customers in the morning?"

   "It's okay." She rolled up a chopstick of rice noodles: "It's probably because it just opened, and they all came here for half price and early adopters."

   "It's normal." Lin Jiao raised a smile: "Your master here is very skilled, and there will be many repeat customers in the future."

   "I think so too." Pei Yilan swallowed the beef and asked the staff to pour two glasses of water.

   Their topics jumped quickly, from Y·L to the general manager's office, and then about Song Zhen.

   "I heard that they are playing different things now." She wiped the grease from her lips: "Yuantong was looking for a male model some time ago."

   "She crossed the line?"

   "I think it's possible."

   There are not a few marriages that exist in name only, and Lin Jiao felt that it was normal.

   After all, not everyone is so lucky to be able to do what they want and love the people they want.

   "I'll go back first." She threw the tissues on the table into the trash: "Go in and sleep while you're not busy now."

  Y·L has a lounge. Although the area is not large, it can still fit a bed.

   "Okay." Pei Yilan stretched.

  When she walked back around the glass cabinet, the wind chimes hanging at the door also swayed with the breeze.

   The crisp voice accompanied the figure away, passed the reflection of the shade of the tree, and disappeared in the Shengheng Hall.

  Lin Jiao worked in the general manager's office for more than a month, and her relationship with colleagues is much more familiar than before.

   She passed by the office area and greeted her colleagues who had not fallen asleep, and went straight to the president's office.

   "Wife." Sitting on the office chair, Pei Zhi stretched out a thin hand to embrace her.

   He kissed her forehead: "Is it hot outside?"

   "Hot." Lin Jiao unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, revealing her collarbone covered in red marks: "It's all your fault for making me unable to wear a skirt."

   Not only her collarbone, but her arms and legs were branded, and she didn't dare to show it at all.

   When Pei Zhi thought of last night's madness, his eyes staring at her collarbone became dim.

   He pushed open her collar, and the thin calluses on his fingertips stroked the skin: "The air-conditioning in the room is very strong, and it will be cold in a skirt."

   "But I'm going out."

   "Then why don't you wear a long skirt?" Pei Zhi carried her to the lounge: "Or do you wear a knitted sweater over your skirt?"

   "I'll take a look when I get home at night." Lin Jiao followed him on the soft bed and relaxed.

   She touched his lips: "Good afternoon kiss."

   "Good." Pei Zhi stroked her long hair, suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, and slept with her.

   (end of this chapter)