Rose of Heaven

79

A pair of gorgeous and gloomy eyes caught her sight. The pupils were filled with a dark light, and at the bottom of the light was a vortex whose direction could not be seen clearly.
He was startled, as if he was wondering why he met Lin Jingmo here, and then he changed his expression to look at the garbage on the street.
The reason why it is described as garbage on the street is that it is not his own, and there is not even a little fluctuation.
Lin Jingmo received the signal he released, and wisely moved to the side to make way for the big man, but she was curious in her heart, why did he appear here.
Thinking of seeing him outside Yu Wan's studio last time, I always feel that it is not a coincidence. After all, Yu Wan is also Li Mingze's fiancée. They are all from the upper class of Donggang, so it is normal for them to know each other.
I just don't know if he came for the same purpose as Yu Wan.
If so, is the person who committed suicide his relative or friend? Or is he the person involved?
Lin Jingmo walked to the nurse's station and glanced sideways, and sure enough, he saw Cheng Yaosi push open the ward of Yu Wan's friend and go in.
...
Lin Jingmo helped the old man pay the bill and returned to the chair in the corridor outside the ward.
As soon as he sat down, Yu Wan pushed the door open, probably wanting to give the two people in the room space to communicate.
Lin Jingmo wanted to eavesdrop on the noise inside without any sense of morality, but unfortunately, the door was well soundproofed. She concentrated for a while, but got nothing, so she could only put away her thoughts and chat with Yu Wan.
Yu Wan was absent-minded, replying to WeChat messages on her mobile phone non-stop, probably also talking about her friend's suicide.
After a few minutes, a woman's excited voice suddenly came from the room: "Why are you forcing me like this!"
There was no sound from the other side, and Yu Wan suddenly stood up, opened the door and walked in.
...
The scene in front of me was very chaotic.
I don't know what Cheng Yaosi said to Song Zhixuan, her stubbornness and extremism were aroused, she pulled out the infusion needle on her wrist, jumped onto the windowsill, and suddenly opened the window.
This is the eighth floor, the wind rushed in, messing up Song Zhixuan's hair, and she stretched out half of her legs.
Even Cheng Yaosi, who had always been unmoved, began to crack.
"Zhixuan! Are you crazy? Come down!" Yu Wan screamed in fear.
Song Zhixuan's face was covered with tears, and she cried to Cheng Yaosi, "I don't want your money, not a penny."
"The person in your heart is dead, you will remember her for the rest of your life. I am dying in front of you now, so you can remember me for just one day." She looked at Cheng Yaosi with sadness and despair, and she felt a little happy when she saw him frowning for her.
She wanted to leave a tragic mark in his life.
However.
"He won't remember you."
A clear and beautiful voice suddenly sounded in the tense ward.
Her last tone was flat, but Song Zhixuan's heart trembled with the meaning of the words. She looked at the strange girl who appeared in the ward at some point, and was frightened by her beautiful and weird face.
"Who are you?" She asked with a choked voice.
Yu Wan pulled Lin Jingmo disapprovingly, as if she wanted her to shut up and stop irritating Song Zhixuan.
Lin Jingmo walked to Cheng Yaosi and deliberately said ambiguously: "What do you think?"
Song Zhixuan's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them. She was completely heartbroken by his indifference. He came to confront her ,and brought his new love with him.
It began to rain outside the window. The falling raindrops hit Song Zhixuan's body bit by bit. She was wearing a thin hospital gown, but she didn't feel cold.
She started talking to herself again: "Why are you like this..."
Cheng Yaosi winked at Yu Wan, who understood and hurried out to call the police.
Lin Jingmo said, "He didn't like you in the first place, so of course he doesn't care about you."
She acted a little too proud of her new love, but Song Zhixuan didn't notice it. She heard the little bitch's mouth opening and closing three meters away to stimulate her: "Even if you jump from here, the only people who can cry for you sincerely are your parents. By the way, you are an only child, right? That would be terrible. Your parents are old and have to send their children off. Maybe they will jump with you."
Song Zhixuan was furious: "You, you shut up! How can you be so vicious? You only like girls like this?"
She said the last sentence to Cheng Yaosi, but saw his eyes lingering on the girl.
Lin Jingmo rolled her eyes blatantly: "It's normal for a girl like me to be younger and prettier than you."
It can be arrogant, but it is impossible to refute.
Song Zhixuan stretched out her leg to support herself, and wanted to have a good quarrel with Lin Jingmo: "So what? Do you think there are few young and beautiful girls? Sooner or later, he will abandon you like he abandoned me!"
Lin Jingmo took a step closer to her, letting her see his face clearly: "There are not many people as beautiful as me. Besides, even if he really wants to abandon me, you won't be able to see it, after all, aren't you going to die soon? Tsk tsk, you are not young anymore, and your appearance is just okay. Your brain is still so inflexible. You want to jump off the building for a man. It's useless if you don't die."
Song Zhixuan was furious and went crazy. She came down from the windowsill and was about to slap Lin Jingmo in the face: "You! You!"
Lin Jingmo stepped forward and hugged her, shouting: "Sister Yu!"
Yu Wan had already come in from the door, and together with several doctors and nurses, pressed Song Zhixuan, who had come to her senses, on the bed.
...
After completing his mission, Lin Jingmo moved out of the crowd and bumped into a pair of eyes again.
"Come here." The boss ordered her.
Lin Jingmo called him by name just now to buy time to save someone, and the person he saved was his former bedmate. Could this man be so stingy?
Lin Jingmo kept complaining in her heart, but she still followed him honestly.
The two came to the stairwell, and Cheng Yaosi was standing in front of the window outside, which was filled with bleak wind and rain. He was obviously full of ambition and pride, less than 30 years old, with a top-notch family background and everything that could not be described in words, but he was in an indescribable fit with the grayness behind him.
There was a dark matter lingering.
"The person in your heart is dead."
He was hurt by this sentence.
He put his hands in his pockets, turned around, and looked at Lin Jingmo. Her vivid arrogance had completely disappeared. He asked, "Have you seen Tianyu recently?"
Lin Jingmo answered honestly, "I have seen him once. But he came to see me drunk."
Cheng Yaosi's eyes deepened, and he took out a cigarette box from his pocket. His tone was casual and a little oppressive, "You are so capable, you should be able to make him stop looking for you."
After that, he tilted his head to light a cigarette, and his sharp jawline was like a knife that cuts through blood.
Lin Jingmo, out of instinct as a good citizen, wanted to remind him that smoking is not allowed in the hospital, but the words came to his lips and he swallowed them again.
Go ahead and smoke. If he gets sick from smoking, it's the retribution for his promiscuity. It would be best if someone reports him now and punishes him severely!
Smoke leaked from his thin lips. He looked at Lin Jingmo through the misty gray, as if waiting for a promise.
Lin Jingmo lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I can only try my best."
"I don't want you to try your best." Cheng Yaosi interrupted her remaining voice. He was used to giving orders.
Lin Jingmo secretly clenched her fists: "Your nephew knows better. I can't give you any guarantees except trying my best."
He knew she was telling the truth, but he just wanted to embarrass her.
Didn't she use him very smoothly just now?
She changed in front of him. Dumb, dull, answering every question, a stubborn stone who accepted everything. It seemed that the eloquence and quick wit in the ward were just a flash in the pan. Did she set Ye Zhongxu's old house on fire just like this? Definitely not.
But what does this have to do with him.
Cheng Yaosi felt that he was thinking too much, including the boring conversation with her here, which was also very inexplicable.
The sound of footsteps rang out, dull and like the current atmosphere.
A porter was carrying something upstairs. The parts on his shoulders were too long to take the elevator or the freight elevator.
Smelling cigarettes, he looked up at Cheng Yaosi, who looked like an elite man who was not to be messed with. There was also a fairy-like girl beside him.
These days, all the good things belong to the rich.
The porter walked by silently, holding the railing.
The tail end of the part swept past Cheng Yaosi's shoulder. Lin Jingmo, who was standing to the side opposite, looked dazed and seemed to be in a trance. Before her pretty head was touched by the parts, Cheng Yaosi reached out and gently pushed her on the head.
Both of them were slightly stunned by the sudden touch.