Chapter 175 Lover’s Tears

Inside the elevator.

Pei Ziheng approached Xia Ling and grabbed her by the collar: "Want to escape? How could you escape?! How dare you sing such a song?! Who are you, who are you?!"

"Let go of me!" His breath sprayed on her face, making her frightened and driving her crazy, "Pei Ziheng, let me go! I am Ye Xingling from Tianyi, and I am from Tianyi! Let me go!" , let me go!"

She struggled desperately and reached out to open the elevator door, but he suppressed it violently, crazier than her.

Suddenly, the light went out and the surroundings fell into darkness.

The elevator shook violently, and suddenly, it fell downwards!

The sudden sense of imbalance made Xia Ling scream, but in an instant, she felt someone pulling her into his arms and protecting her tightly with her body and arms. The elevator continued to fall at an extremely fast speed. It was an obvious free fall, a sign of crash.

Could it be that she is going to die here?

Are you going to die here with him in less than two years after being reborn? A sense of absurdity arose in my heart, empty, sad and desperate. She closed her eyes and waited for death. This time, she could not hear the passing wind, only his heartbeat, fast and clear.

"Boom".

There was a huge impact and they fell heavily to the ground.

It was still dark all around.

For a moment, she felt that she was dead, but it was wrong, and there was a strong pain. She only felt that every bone in her body was about to fall apart, and every blood vessel had burst.

Yet, she's still...alive.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Ling recovered from the stunned state and tried to move her body, only to find that she was still being hugged tightly——Pei Ziheng, he never let go of her from the beginning to the end.

"How are you?" She asked eagerly in the darkness where she couldn't see her fingers. Even now, she found that she still cared about him. A terrible suspicion suddenly arose in my heart, what if he was injured...

No, he must be fine. He has always been so tyrannical, how could anything happen? !

"What's the matter with you?! Say something!" Xia Ling's tone became more anxious, and she struggled to break free, but still couldn't break free from his restraint, "Pei Ziheng! Did you get hurt anywhere?! Tell me! "

"Don't move." His voice was dull and hoarse, which was different from usual.

"Are you okay?" Xia Ling's voice was trembling.

He didn't answer, and then she felt a drop of some liquid fall on the back of her hand.

Her heart also trembled violently along with the liquid.

"Pei Ziheng! You're bleeding! Where are you injured?! You..."

The lights flickered a few times and turned on.

She turned her head eagerly to look at the back of her hand, and her words suddenly stopped.

That's not blood.

It was a tear.

She followed him from the age of twelve, fell out with him at the age of twenty-eight, died, and after being reborn, she was hunted down by him several times and dealt with him—for so many years, she thought she had seen all his faces, tender , domineering, kind, and bloodthirsty, I have seen him smile, I have seen him angry, I have seen him be calm and unhurried, and I have also seen him be as violent as a beast...

However, there was only one thing she had never seen before.

She had never seen him cry, not even once.

That drop of tear fell into Xia Ling's heart like lava, so hot that she couldn't bear it.

Pei Ziheng, why are you crying? Is it only in the deepest darkness, where no one can see, that you can cry silently like you do now? Xia Ling's heart huddled in pain. If it wasn't for that tear that happened to fall on the back of her hand, would she never have known that he is also a person of flesh and blood, not a god or a devil, and there are times when he is sad?

Pei Ziheng, why are you suffering? For...who?

She remained motionless in his arms, her heart shaking and full of sorrow.

She had never seen him sad in so many years, so she didn't know that she would be so sad when he was sad. Unknowingly, Xia Ling reached out her hand little by little, wanting to hug him and comfort him, but the moment her fingertips touched the hem of his clothes, she stopped like an electric shock.

She didn't dare.

She no longer dared to hug him like before and express her joy, anger, sorrow and joy unscrupulously.

There is a huge gap between them, love, hate, life and death.

The fingertips gently touched the surface of his clothes, carefully absorbing the little bit of soft warmth. She didn't dare to move forward even an inch, for fear that he would notice, and that she would lose control at some point and reveal too many emotions.

I do not know how long it has been.

The elevator door opened with a bang without warning.

Many noisy voices came like a flood: "Be careful, be careful, the elevator fault has not been completely eliminated, be careful in front of the door, don't be careless."

"Are the people inside okay?"

"Fortunately, it's hovering on the first floor. If it fell to the underground garage, it would hit the ground directly and it would be shattered to pieces."

"Don't talk nonsense, the emperor's Mr. Pei is also in there..."

Xia Ling subconsciously raised her head and looked towards the source of these sounds. I saw that the corridor outside the elevator door was crowded with people, including those from Tianyi and Emperor, as well as many TV station staff and unknown faces.

They were talking and vying to look over.

Then, the excitement of the crowd subsided, and shock was written on everyone's face.

"Oh my God..." someone whispered in disbelief, "Am I right? Isn't that Ye Xingling from Tianyi? She and Mr. Pei from the Emperor...them, how could they hug each other?!"

Only then did she remember that she was still being held in Pei Ziheng's arms, and she was a little dazed for a moment.

She is an artist, and Pei Ziheng is an arrogant big shot. It is definitely big news now that they are like this. No, there are already reporters who can't wait to raise their cameras, click the shutter, and the dazzling light of the flash flashes by.

"Please don't take pictures!" It was a Tianyi staff member who stopped in front of the reporter.

"Sir, please put down your camera." There was also Feng Kun, with a stern look on his face.

But the reporter persisted: "I have permission to visit the concert, no one can stop me from doing interviews!" As he said this, he rushed forward with his camera in hand, trying to break through the defense line of Feng Kun and the staff.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

At this moment, Xia Ling saw a familiar figure break in. She raised her hand and snatched away the reporter's camera. Ignoring his exclamations and protests, she pulled out the memory card inside in a few clicks. Then, He slammed the camera against the wall and dropped it hard on the ground - with a "bang", the camera fragments flew everywhere and was completely scrapped.

"Li Lei!"

"It's Boss Li from Tianyi!"