Chapter 140: Shot in my heart (27)

Fu Yue took a deep breath, and then stretched out her hand to push away the person who was hugging her. Her expression was still indifferent, but she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
She didn't know what to say or how to face Jiang Xu.
Fu Yue smiled bitterly, she could stand on the moral high ground to accuse him of being dead, but could not really criticize whether he was right or wrong.
Because everyone's worldview is different, Jiang Xu didn't really do anything to hurt others, he didn't break any laws.
Moreover, for Fu Yue.
Such a cold-blooded and indifferent person, but he cut his heart and showed it in front of her.
She can only choose to be silent.
Jiang Xu's morbid psychology of anti-social personality, and his extremely world-weary emotions were clearly reflected in him.
Such a person is actually very difficult to control himself from doing things that harm the society.
The difference from Jiang Xu is.
As a policeman, Fu Yue can still love the world even if he has seen all kinds of bad people or things for so many years.
Even if her temper is cold, her heart is soft and fiery. She loves this country and she loves the world under the red flag.
...
There was a moment of silence.
The cold and beautiful police officer stood up.
The emotions on her face are very weak, and just looking at it makes people feel a refreshing coolness. Her thin light red lips are pressed, and there is no happiness or anger.
She whispered towards Jiang Xu: "You let me calm down for a while, my mind is a little messy..."
Reached out and took the jacket that had just been put on the sofa, Fu Yue draped it on her body lightly, and then slowly buttoned it.
The young police officer's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be filled with snowy coldness, his complexion was white, and his eyes were extremely dark.
Seeing Fu Yue's movements, Jiang Xu's face suddenly lost blood, his beautiful face was instantly pale as paper, and cherry red lips were slightly lighter.
He told the truth.
So, she doesn't want him...
The huge black hole in his heart was torn open, and the dead knot that was exposed by the bones and the heart was dripping with blood, but it was difficult to untie.
The subconscious sobriety and the knots that cannot be thrown away have become fleeting fireworks.
The gentle and beautiful professor raised his hand and held a corner of the police officer's clothes. Snow-white fingertips trembled slightly, and he whispered, "Don't go."
"I beg you……"
The man's beautiful eyes trembled, and the light-colored eyes almost shook, then shattered into stars.
The cold police officer stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out the corner of the clothes that was held by the other party. She drooped her eyebrows and opened her lips slightly: "I didn't blame you, I just couldn't accept it for a while, you made me calm down. Okay?"
The young professor shook his fingers, and finally let go of his hand.
He murmured: "Calm down...how long is it? Don't you never want to see me again?"
Jiang Xu started to dig into the horns. He turned himself into a dead end. He knew he shouldn't be like this, but he couldn't help thinking about it.
Biting his lip slightly, Professor Beauty looked down at the person in front of him and asked softly, "Are you going to leave?"
The police officer glanced at each other and gave a faint hum.
Jiang Xu whispered again: "Can't you not leave...I don't worry if you live with that girl, she will hurt you."
The cold and beautiful police officer raised his hand to straighten his neckline, his pale red lips lightly opened, and said lightly: "I'm not going home, I'm going to stay in a hotel."