1642: C1642 Married to a Rich Family 1569

C1642 Married to a Rich Family 1569

1Ding Yiyi was squatting on the ground at the foot of the stairs. She heard the sound of footsteps slowly fading away and the neighbors swearing as they returned to their rooms. Once again, everything became quiet.

The man beside her whimpered. She quickly turned her head and saw that he was clutching his arm with a pained expression. He must have torn his wound while he was hastily dodging.

"What a scary man, why don't I help you kill him? You want to get out of his control anyway. " Dong Qing said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

Just as he finished speaking, he noticed that the woman's expression changed. She looked like a butterfly that had shed its chrysalis and had become somewhat dangerous.

Ding Yiyi stared at him, "I need to confirm again. Was what you said serious?"

"No." He pursed his lips and walked towards the room first, suddenly turning his head back. "If he got in the way of my search for that place, then what I just said might be true."

Ding Yiyi wordlessly followed behind him. Everything in the room was still there, except that the silk scarf was gone. Dong Qing sat on the bed and bared her teeth as she looked at the bulbous wound on her arm.

"I need scissors and needles. Do you have them here?" he asked, looking down.

The sound of footsteps came from the room, followed by the sound of someone rummaging through a plastic bag. Ding Yiyi walked up to him with scissors and disinfectant.

Suddenly, the disinfectant rolled to the ground. Her white hand gripped the handle of the scissors. The sharp edge of the scissors pierced the man's great carotid artery.

Dong Qing restrained his expression and said in a cold voice, "What do you mean?"

Ding Yiyi's hand trembled again, and she had no choice but to grip it tighter. The scissors were even closer to her tender skin. Her skin was so sunken that one could even see the green veins.

"Are you trying to kill me?" Dong Qing's hand moved backwards without any change in its expression. When he touched the small, cold weapon at his waist, his eyes became more obedient. "There are some matters we can discuss."

She looked at him. "I won't kill you, I just want to tell you that you are not allowed to have any harmful thoughts towards him. If that day ever comes, I will not let you go."

"Hahahaha." Dongqing was stunned for a moment, then burst out into laughter, not caring about the sharp items on her neck. "That's why I say women are stupid. You hide from him, but you don't allow anyone to hurt him."

Ding Yiyi looked at his insolent smile and said, "Is Ao Yu a stupid woman?"

The fake smile suddenly disappeared from his face. This name seemed to have existed for a very long time, to the point where he needed to spend a certain amount of time to recall it.

She found that the two words had great magic in him, as if they could instantly drain him of all his vitality and confidence. She began to regret, as she should not have said it out loud so quickly.

Only after a long time did he open his mouth again. "I need to treat my wounds. If you're afraid, then leave."

She slowly shook her head, setting aside the disinfectant and gauze, but not knowing what he wanted with the tweezers and scissors.

Dongqing picked up the scissors and stretched her arms out as far as they would go. She took a deep breath, then used the scissors to cut open the wounds that had stuck together due to the pus.

Ding Yiyi swallowed her saliva with difficulty as she watched him cut her wound open with a pair of scissors with her eyes as if she was possessed by something. Fresh blood flowed down impatiently from his arm.

Sweat poured from his forehead, dripping into his eyes and sliding down his smooth, flawless cheeks. Suddenly, the soft handkerchief gently wiped his forehead. He raised his head in surprise and looked at the woman who was holding the mask. She was focusing all her attention on the wound.

The wound had been cut open, and the movement could be described as rough. The flesh was red as if it had been burned, and even the nasal cavity had a faint smell of blood.

"Give me the tweezers." He gritted his teeth and spoke with a pained expression.

Ding Yiyi passed the tweezers to him and accidentally touched his ice-cold hand. In the blink of an eye, that hand had already been withdrawn.

As the silver tweezers were placed into his mangled flesh, he could not help but whimper in pain as he pulled out a rock stained with red blood.

It's a southern fish! So he had sewn the fish into the wound. What was the motivation that allowed him to place a piece of rock into his muscles while taking it out alive?

…

The stone was gently placed on the ground. The tweezers were also thrown to the ground. The sound of the impact was crisp and refreshing. Ding Yiyi quickly passed the disinfectant bottle to him.

He glanced at her and suddenly asked, "How do you know about Ao Yu?"

"You said it when you were in a fever." Ding Yiyi said.

He nodded slightly and didn't say anything else. He quickly disinfected the wound and used his other hand to hold the gauze.

When the gauze was received, Ding Yiyi wrapped it around his arm. When she saw the blood stain, she hastily wrapped it again.

"Ao Yu is my lover." Dong Qing gazed at the woman in front of him and spoke slowly.

There was a racket from next door, and the clatter of the walls could be heard. He had an expression of disbelief on his face.

Ding Yiyi nodded. "Yes."

He frowned and swayed to get up. "I'll go teach these two fat pigs a lesson and let them know what it means to not disturb their neighbors."

Seeing that she had finally managed to stop the blood from seeping out, Ding Yiyi did not know where she got the strength to push him back into position. "Don't move."

He looked down at her and suddenly asked, "Were you that fierce when you were with Ye Nianmo?"

Sensing the other party's hand tremble, he understood in his heart and tactfully changed the topic, "I knew Ao Yu from Dubai. Her wine was like a snow lotus, always quiet and filled with sorrow, making people unable to help but be attracted to her."

In his memory, that face could not be considered particularly beautiful, but her gentle face gradually revealed itself, occupying his brain and expelling the pain.

"My name is Ao Yu, what's your name?" The beautiful girl in the white dress stood in front of him, holding out her hand.

The outstretched hand became the beginning of their interaction. She was like a cat, used to hiding in a safe and comfortable place, she told Dongqing. She had been hurt so much that she was afraid to socialize.

She protected her with all her might, with only her in her heart, until she fell ill and was hospitalized.

It was an incurable disease, and she had become unusually thin. Only her eyes were still bright. One morning she told him that in a place so far away that it was almost impossible to reach, there was a magical world called Elysium.

Here, people transcended the limits of the physical body, and they would not suffer from illness. The physical body was only a carrier of the soul, and the soul was much higher than the physical body, so it could control the body. Naturally, one could ignore even the slightest bit of pain.

She said that the people who lived in the Elysian world were the happiest people in the world. They were content with the present, they never quarreled with others, and the happiness people had there was not just the happiness of the body, but the happiness of the spirit.

The inhabitants of that place were constantly guarding a bottle of elixir of life. That bottle of elixir of life could allow the dead to return to this world, allowing the living to live longer, and their bodies to remain young.

She held his hand, her voice weak. "Me, I don't care about the world, but I don't want to die. I want to be with you."

His tears fell like rain, and that place called the Extreme World was deeply rooted in his heart.

In the afternoon, her spirit miraculously recovered, her whole person seemed to glow with life, and she even offered to eat strawberries.

By the time he bought the strawberry, she was no longer there, and the hospital had even disposed of her body on the grounds that she was dead. The last time, he hadn't even been able to see her, to accompany her.

The conversation had to stop. Ding Yiyi stood up in silence amidst the raspy narration. She put the bandages filled with blood into a plastic bag and tied it. "I'll go pour out these things first."

When she reached the door, she turned her head in time to see the side of the man's face flash with water. It was the first time she had ever seen him cry.

Downstairs, she took a deep breath as her mind was filled with the sad and beautiful story. However, when her eyes swept over the incoming car, they suddenly jolted.

The apartment was pushed open, and Ding Yiyi ran in. "We have to go. The group returned last night."

Dong Qing sat on the ground. His expression had returned to normal, but he wasn't nervous after hearing her words. "I know they will find this place soon. That boss is a very well-connected person."

Without moving, he continued, "You can go. This matter has nothing to do with you." He tossed over a key. "A Swiss bank safe. There should be enough money in it for you to live for a long time."

His eyes suddenly dimmed, as if he was talking to himself. "Maybe I won't be able to find that damned blissful world for the rest of my life. It wouldn't be a bad idea to accompany her earlier."

The key was thrust back into his hand, and he held the cold key and looked up at her.

"What are you saying!?" Although I do not know if the Paradise really exists, but since I have already done half of it, how can I give up halfway?! " Ding Yiyi held onto his other arm, gritting her teeth as she tried to lift him up.

"There's really no other way." Dongqing helplessly smiled and put away the key. She reluctantly stood up and said, "Follow me closely next. If you lose or get caught, I won't come and save you."

Ding Yiyi looked at the brightness in his eyes and nodded slightly. "Alright."

When the two of them stepped out of the door, they could already hear the messy footsteps that occupied the staircase. Needless to say, there was also an elevator.

There was a long drainpipe in the window of the corridor, and the drainpipe went directly down to the street. If he were to use this drainpipe to go down, he might be able to escape.

Ding Yiyi looked at his wound and thought to herself that she should be fine. However, he was injured, so he might not be able to make it in time. It was best not to take the risk.

"This drainpipe is not high, moreover there are two bulges on both sides of the drainpipe, it's just right for climbing down. I will climb down, you go find a place to hide, I will lure them away."

Just as he turned around, he was struck in the neck, causing stars to appear in his eyes. "What are you doing …"

Ding Yiyi supported the slightly dizzy him back to his room and brought him to the only place under the bed where he could hide. "I'll go crawl. I'll lure them away and you can stay here."

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