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217. Chapter 217 [If you can't be a lover, be a relative 7]

Geng Rui injected Ling Lin with aphrodisiac hallucinogen. All she wanted was her loud moaning in the illusion, which made everyone think that she had completely given up Gu Jialing. It also made Gu Jialing give up.

Although he knew that she must be very sad and painful now, he felt more heartbroken than her. At least he couldn't see her sad look, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold it tightly in his arms, regardless of its morality.

He was afraid of her tears, and no wonder he couldn't bear to let go. Every time he saw it, he felt that he was so blaming and heartbroken that he made her cry. He saw every tear of her more precious than diamonds, so he didn't want her to cry.

The lewd screams from next door continued, Gu Jialing covered her mouth and cried so much that she was weak, and slowly squatted against the wall.

Geng Rui took out a cigarette from the coffee table and lit it, and walked outside the balcony. Looking at the sky in the distance, the smoke in his mouth slowly spit out, and the moon in the night sky seemed to turn into her face again.

The two of them stood across the balcony, one squatting, and the railings blocked each other's view...

She shed tears silently, her little body shrank into a ball, and the torn heartache made her unable to bear it. If she could, she really wanted to die like this.

After smoking, Geng Rui turned around and returned to the room. As soon as he took a step, he seemed to hear the sob coming from beside him. He suddenly stopped and slowly turned his eyes mechanically.

Just as I saw Gu Jialing standing on the balcony next door, her originally beautiful eyes were already crying red, and the two of them looked at each other.

Gu Jialing looked at him in surprise. He is here, who is the one who has sex with Ling Lin next door?

Looking at her slightly trembling shoulders and the sobs that were still uncontrollable and the tears hanging on her face, Geng Rui's heart hurt like a deep blood mark being whipped by a whip.

They wanted to reach out to caress her tears, but they could only stand still. The two of them looked at each other one meter away.

Seeing Gu Jialing felt even more distressed and shed tears uncontrollably. She probably never shed more tears in her life.

How could he bear to let her cry? How could he bear to let her be sad? He closed his eyes tightly and refused to look at her.

His trembling lips were for a while before he spoke: "Don't cry! A woman's tears are pearls. If she cries too much, she will suffer." As soon as the hoarse voice was finished, an uncontrollable tear rolled down from his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he turned around and left resolutely.

"Geng Rui!" Seeing him leaving, Gu Jialing instinctively called nervously.

ion.

Geng Rui glanced at the things in her little hand and looked at it dumbly, as if time had stopped.

Gu Jialing kept stretching her hands, her arms were still stretched out, waiting for him to get back what belonged to him.

It took a long time, and it was so long that the tears on Gu Jialing's face had dried up. Geng Rui suddenly reached out and grabbed her little hand tightly, covering the ring and necklace on each other's palms.

Her little hands were cold, and his hands were hot.

She was relieved to take these things back, and keeping them would only make her sad. She slowly withdrew her hand.

Geng Rui held her hand tightly, as if he would not let her leave, but his little hand slid inch by inch from his palm until the last trace of temperature left.
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