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Chapter 52

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Chapter 52: I only love you (2)
"Xiaoci!"

Jing Rong came one step slower than Jing Yan. He hurried towards Dong Ci and hugged her.

"Sorry."

Somehow, Dong Ci felt that his hand was shaking, he kept repeating these three words in her ear, and the hand around her waist was tightening, as if she was about to be pulled into the bone.

"I'm okay." This is the first time Dong Ci saw such a panic look on this incomparable man. She gently took his hand, but found it cold.

"Sometimes, I really hate you." This is what Jing Rong said while pulling her, passing by Jing Yan.

Jing Yan smiled lightly, as if he couldn't see the indifference on Jing Rong's face. He glanced at Dong Ci leisurely, his thin lips evoking a soft smile.

Somehow, Dong Ci only felt his back numb.

"..."

At night, Jing Rong didn't go to the study room for the first time. After he took a shower, he sat on the window sill, his long legs slightly curved, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes were misty, dark and empty.

He is so quiet and quiet, if he can ignore the silence of his whole body, it is indeed very pleasing to the eye.

"Arong--"

Dong Ci walked to his side and gently put his hand on his shoulder. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but she told her intuitively that he was not happy at this time.

Jing Rong's eyelashes twitched when he heard her voice. He slowly looked at Dong Ci, and then took her hand to pull her into his arms. She tightened her hoop.

His arms are not as warm as they used to be, and they are even cold.

"Does it still hurt here?"

Jing Rong opened the hair on the side of her neck with her fingertips, and there was a small blood mark there, which was left by Mike in the second when Jing Yan's head was hit.

Dong Ci shook his head. "No more pain."

There was a medicine just there, and the cool cold air drilled through the gap of the wound, itchy and numb.

In fact, it's fake to say that it doesn't hurt, Dong Ci just doesn't want to make him so sad anymore.

Such an arrogant man is really not suitable for appearing in such a low-profile manner.

Dong Ci didn't know how to comfort him, or what he said was right at the moment, so he turned to hug him and buried his face in his Xiang's nest.

She breathed the light sandalwood on him and said very lightly. "Arong, don't be sad, okay?"

"I'm not sad."

Jing Rong's back was a bit stiff, and he pressed his chin against her head, his voice said hoarsely. "I was just afraid."

Because, he almost lost her.

He was still thinking about what happened at noon today, when he witnessed the bullet passing through Dong Ci's face to Mike in the car. The blood splashing at that moment made his heart almost stop beating.

When Jing Rong was in the United States, he was always surrounded by a bodyguard. The bodyguard protected him for a long time, grew up with him, and taught him kung fu. Only later, the bodyguard was hijacked and taken hostage.

Jing Rong's temper was weak, which led to his thin love. He does nothing casually and calmly. No matter how dangerous the environment he faced when he was on the mission, he has always been like this and never panicked.