Chu Yu saw Xing Zhuo coming over from the corner of his eye, so he didn't talk nonsense to the wooden security guards and faced Xing Zhuo directly, his eyebrows seemed to be filled with frost.
While they were still arguing just now, the slippers on Chu Yu's feet disappeared again, and her bare feet were still on the cold floor.
As soon as Xing Zhuo glanced at Chu Yu's feet, he couldn't help but frown. He walked over and lifted the slippers to Chu Yu's feet.
The man squatted on the ground, raised his head, and looked up at the person in front of him from below. His facial features were as deep as a sculpture, and he was really handsome to the extreme.
The voice was soft: "Young master, put on your shoes first."
Chu Yu took a step back. What else didn't she understand?
It's all Xing Zhuo's mischief.
Chu Yu asked directly, "Why are you locking me up?"
Xing Zhuo paused for a moment, then raised his hand to forcefully hold Chu Yu's ankle. The pink toes were like delicate rose petals. He put on the slippers and when he let go, he rubbed them unnoticeably. After a while, the smooth and cold feeling lingered on my fingertips.
He stood up slowly, then curved his lips, revealing an elegant smile.
"Young Master, your body has not recovered yet, so don't be willful."
This is just an excuse, Chu Yu is not a fool, she knows it, and it is precisely because of knowing that she feels particularly angry.
"Xing Zhuo!"
The person with bright and cool eyebrows seemed to be really angry, with the ends of his eyes glowing red, and his mood swings were particularly large.
"Don't go too far."
Xing Zhuo just smiled, and his smile diluted the overly indifferent outline of his face.
Chu Yu felt annoyed when he saw his smile, but when he thought of his current situation, he endured it and asked, "Where is Xia Jinghuai?"
The smile on Xing Zhuo's face faded a little, "Young Master, I have told you a long time ago that Xia Jinghuai's mental condition is problematic. He almost killed someone. The only thing the Chu family can do is to protect him."
Chu Yu calmed down a little, "How is Duer doing now?"
"Life or death is uncertain."
Chu Yu closed his eyes, and the knife stabbed his heart. It probably wasn't the same as the other party's vitals, but was a little off, so he saved his life.
If, if there is no bias...
The long and thick eyelashes trembled, Chu Yu slowly opened his eyes, his beautiful and extravagant voice revealed silent uneasiness.
"Xia Jinghuai...he is just sick. As long as we cure his illness, he can live like a normal person."
Such innocent words simply didn't seem to come from Chu Yu's mouth.
In Xing Zhuo's heart, Chu Yu will always be like a proud and beautiful peacock who will never learn to bow his head.
But now Chu Yu actually said such words for Xia Jinghuai.
Xing Zhuo drooped his eyelashes, covering his eyes with a creepy and terrifying aura, so dark that it seemed to swallow everything.
His voice was light.
"Chu Yu, life is not a child's play. He almost killed someone. Do you understand?"
How could Chu Yu not understand?
However, Xia Jinghuai's mood was already very unstable and he had big mental problems.
It was Duer who took action first. If it weren't for Xia Jinghuai, she wouldn't be able to stand here properly today.
Maybe he would be locked up in an airtight, remote and dark basement, never to see the light of day, and maybe no one would even notice his death.
Xia Jinghuai just wanted to drive away the bad guys.
Others can blame him and call him crazy.
But Chu Yu couldn't be cruel.
The human heart is inherently biased.
But Chu Yu also knew that after Xia Jinghuai did such a thing, the Chu family would definitely not recognize Xia Jinghuai anymore. It would have been good not to let him fend for himself, although leaving Xia Jinghuai in a mental hospital would be considered a fend for himself. destroy.
The noisy sound in the hospital corridor was blocked by the door. The wind gently blew the gauze curtains, and there were crystal clear dewdrops on the lilies in the vase.
Her black and soft hair hung messily on her forehead, Chu Yu's skin was cold white, the ends of her upturned eyes were faintly red, and her long and fine eyelashes trembled like fragile butterfly wings.
Her tone was unprecedentedly firm, completely different from her fragile and beautiful appearance.
"I said, Xia Jinghuai is just sick, and I will apologize and compensate Duer."
Chu Yu is actually not very serious most of the time. She is young and playful, but very measured and never touches anything she shouldn't.
Growing up, there was nothing she couldn't get.
So until now, if she wants to protect someone, she will do whatever it takes.
Xing Zhuo didn't understand why he had been with Chu Yu for so many years. Just because of his drunken nonsense, Chu Yu directly sentenced him to death.
But when Xia Jinghuai stabbed someone with a knife in front of her, Chu Yu could still protect Xia Jinghuai without changing his expression.
Xing Zhuo slowly approached.
Chu Yu stood still, looking at him calmly and coldly.
The distance between the two people gradually narrowed, Xing Zhuo lowered his head, his breath swept across his face, as if he was close enough to kiss her forehead.
"Is Xia Jinghuai so important to you?"
Chu Yu raised his head, just looking into the man's eyes that showed no emotion, ups and downs, like a thick and dark swamp under the night.
"right."
I said it without any hesitation, without even thinking, it was what my heart wanted.
Xing Zhuo let out a brief laugh, and his chest shook slightly. On the contrary, the veins on his neck popped out like vines.
Soft and gentle, with a gentle smile.
"It seems that the young master was confused by that lunatic. Maybe he will think clearly after taking a few days' rest."
Chu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then asked angrily: "Xing Zhuo, what the hell do you mean? Are you saying I'm crazy?"
Xing Zhuo pinched Chu Yu's soft and white cheeks affectionately and said nonchalantly, "Young master, it's time to rest now."
Chu Yu waved his hand away, "Are you crazy?!"
Xing Zhuo still smiled.
Chu Yu gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't help me, I will find a way on my own."
After saying that, he wanted to pass over the man and leave, but before he took two steps, Xing Zhuo easily grabbed his wrist, turned around, and held him in his arms.
Chu Yu struggled wildly in his arms, and accidentally scratched the man's face with her nails.
"Xing Zhuo, you madman, let me go! Don't you fucking touch me!"
Xing Zhuo didn't care about the scars on his face, and clasped her hands that were moving around unhurriedly. The disparity in strength between the two of them was really too great. Such a struggle, in Xing Zhuo's eyes, made him shudder. Like a cat that can catch people, it can be controlled easily.
Chu Yu felt the man clasping her arms like iron pincers, unable to break free at all. She became furious and her eyes were red.
