MTL - Please Continue Protecting Me-Chapter 35 [2 in 1]

Nie Feihan, how do you know where Rong Mo's room is?

He certainly knows.

But this is a secret, no one knows.

When Rong Mo was abducted in the same year, he rescued her not long before he came to Rong's house.

At that time, Rong Ji was still very healthy. Rong Xun and Bai Lu did not return abroad. There were only two fathers and daughters in the family. Except for Rong Ji, all servants, nanny and bodyguards treated Rong Mo as a little princess Take care carefully, for fear she will be hurt a little bit.

Every time Rong Mo disappeared, everyone was mad. After being rescued, Rong Mo was obviously greatly stimulated. He hadn't left home for at least two months.

Nie Feizhan heard what He said.

"The little girl was also pitiful. In the accident that happened with her mother that year, her mother died and her legs could not move. She hasn't come out at home for so many years. No matter how rich Rong's family is, she can't cure her. Legs ... but I think this little girl is very sick. Her father is still entrusting you to inquire, Z, Rong's family is also a customer of the company, do you want to ... "

Nie Feizhan did not say a word at that time.

Because he was so full of brains that the little girl curled up in the corner, shivering with tears.

And when she stubbornly asked him to take her to buy flowers, her eyes were painful and painful.

After getting the flowers at that time, he found that someone was following them, and immediately took her to want to stay away from those people, but they were chasing too tightly.

This tracked situation usually contains unpredictable dangers, but he has encountered more than this dangerous situation. There are many ways to get rid of them. He could not have been in his heart, but he was in his arms. There was also a young girl with a disability in her legs. She was obviously terrified and kept hugging him tightly, her body shivering in his arms.

"Don't be afraid." He comforted casually.

At this time he didn't have much energy to comfort her, and he was not good at this kind of things, but when this sentence was finished, the little girl in his arms immediately moved and looked up at him.

"You ... you will protect me, don't you?"

Nie Feizhan did not expect that a casual sentence would bring her such serious questions.

He never promised easily, but the ghost made a difference and nodded, "Yes."

This is also an unquestionable thing. Can the person he rescued be thrown into the road and bullied?

That is absolutely impossible.

Those people were chasing very closely. The locomotive he temporarily found was out of order, the road ahead was dark, and he was hit by a car accidentally.

At that time, all he heard was the sound of a girl screaming, and there was only one thought in his mind—

Absolutely, she must not be injured, and no one should be allowed to take her away.

There will only be one end like that-she will most likely never be saved again.

After the motorcycle rolled over, he held her tightly in his arms and rolled down the **** from the side of the road.

At the same time, the traffic police also followed.

Those people didn't seem to plan to chase any more. He hugged her and ran all the way for a long time, until the voice behind him got farther and farther.

She was crying all the time, and he was upset and wanted to say impatiently: "Cry again and throw you down."

But when it came to his mouth, the thin, weakly suppressed cry cried as if he was afraid he was bored and threw himself down.

Nie Feizhan didn't say a word.

Even if other people are just a child, they can lay down and run at this time.

But this little girl, he couldn't let go for a second at all.

It's too fragile. It's even more fragile than the little flowers on the road.

He could only comfort one more sentence, "Don't cry."

"He ... are they still there?"

Nie Feizhan looked down.

Her eyes were filled with fearful tears.

He Wei contacted him at this time, "Z, I found out, now people in c city are looking for a little girl, the one you saved, the richest person in c city!"

Nie Feizhan asked her, "Are you Rong Ji's daughter?"

She cried immediately.

The restless panic spread from her eyes and shuddered all over.

Nie Feizhan immediately realized that she was afraid.

The words of Rong Ji's daughter brought her great excitement. It was because she was Rong Ji's daughter that she was kidnapped by the kidnappers, and those kidnappers certainly did not use this little to stimulate her.

Nie Feizhan narrowed his eyes.

He has had many people, many of them children who have been trafficked and injured.

They all had the same look. He had seen so many looks, but never numb.

Because of that look, he used to have it.

But at this moment, the little girl in his arms ... was different from them.

What's different, he couldn't describe.

It just felt like somewhere on the heart was the soft meat.

It really hurts.

"You ... will you continue to protect me?" She asked, shaking suddenly.

After she asked this sentence, He Wei came to answer them.

"What's up with her?"

Nie Feizhan looked down at her arms. She closed her eyes and passed out.

This is also normal. Up to now, this girl has not been easy.

"Yes." Nie Fei fought.

He Wei thought he was talking to himself, "Ah? Are you talking to me?"

Nie Feizhan put her on the seat and said, "Drive your car."

"Oh." He Wei said, "I have already contacted Mr. Duan. The company will send someone to meet Miss Rong. The Rong family is mad now. Rong Ji contacted the Longwei Special Guard to help him right away. Now the company is everywhere. People. "

"Ok."

No wonder he saw a lot of company-marked cars along the way.

It had nothing to do with returning the person safely.

But at that time, his mind always appeared crying out of breath, so he occasionally paid attention to the news of Rong's family.

Two months later, he returned to City C again.

"Z, are you still worried about the little girl in the Rong family?" He Wei asked suddenly.

Nie Feizhan frowned: "Why do you ask?"

"You see a girl today and you see God." He Wei said, "I thought you liked someone."

However, the girl was only 17 or 18 years old. He Wei felt that Nie Feizhan didn't make sense to a girl of this age. Later, he took a closer look and found that the girl was like the Rong family.

"May I help you?"

"No need to."

He Wei himself was also very curious, so even if Nie Feizhan did not let him investigate, he deliberately inquired.

But what he didn't know was that Nie Feizhan went to Rong's house that night.

The Rong family's villa has the latest security system, even if it is him, it is not easy to know whether to go in.

That night he worked hard but couldn't find Rong Mo's room.

This is not surprising.

Since Rong Mo was abducted, Rong's bodyguards have increased a lot, and security measures have also been strengthened.

It took him two days to figure out Rong's security system, entered Rong's inner house, and found Rong Mo's room.

Looking at China, only Duan Xiao is the only one who can do this.

What was Rong Mo doing then?

Her room had a floor-to-ceiling window with a thick carpet on the floor and a soft cushion by the window.

She was half-lying on the stand, her back resting on a soft cushion, dazed.

"Miss, drink a glass of milk if you can't sleep."

Rong Mo didn't speak.

The nanny sighed, put the milk next to her, and went out lightly.

Rong Mo was wearing a white nightdress, her hair was loose and her complexion was pale.

No matter how you look at it, she looks like a doll that can't move or talk, beautiful but lifeless.

A doll that makes people feel pity.

Only when Rongji is coaxing her will she have a reaction that a normal girl should have. Other times, she is mostly silent and quiet.

After all, Rongji was too busy to stay with his daughter at all times.

In the dead of night, she couldn't sleep, and she likes to lie in a daze by the window. Sometimes, she would take a photo of her with her mother. Originally, Rongji didn't want her to see these photos. Time allowed all the servants to put away, but Rong Mo's mood was very bad during that time, he had to take all the photos back.

"Mom, it's your birthday."

"That brother, are you the hero you sent to save me?"

"I would love to see him again."

Seventeen-year-old Rong Mo grabbed the clothes on his chest and bit his lip.

There was only one lamp in the room, and the dim light covered the tears in her eyes.

"If you are still ... Mom," she said in a crying voice. "I want you to hug me and wipe my tears."

She couldn't drop a tear in front of others.

Because she's already crying too much.

After not knowing how long, she hugged the photo frame and fell asleep on the carpet.

Her body curled up, from the calf to the feet exposed in her nightdress, her skin was pale and bloodless.

After a while, a tall, gloomy figure appeared on the balcony behind the window.

He bent down and looked through the window, looking at the girl who was asleep on the cushion inside.

There were crystal tears on her eyelashes.

It was not difficult to open the window, but he didn't move.

For a while, he just stood outside the window and looked at her so quietly.

Until she seemed to have a dream, her arms wrapped around her uneasily.

It was undoubtedly a nightmare. In the dream, she was captured again by the bad guys. Countless hands wanted to strip her clothes. Countless terrible fangs wanted to bite her skin.

She was scared and panicked, but couldn't break free. She couldn't do anything.

Who will help her? Who can come ... to save her?

"mom……"

The girl in the nightmare was crying helplessly, calling her most dependent and missing person in her dream.

But no one can respond to her, and no one can respond to her.

The figure standing outside the window moved, suddenly bent down, and kneeled on the ground with one knee.

"Rong Mo."

He reached out a hand and placed it on the window, his palm gently covering her forehead.

That posture seemed to touch her hair lightly.

However, he could not touch her, nor could he touch her.

This invisible comfort did nothing, and she was still tortured in the nightmare.

Strangely, she suddenly seemed to break away from her nightmare and her brows gradually stretched down.

That's because, in that dark nightmare, a hero fell from the sky and rescued her from the devil's hands.

The hero hugged her and rushed out of the darkness, leading her to the place where the light gathered.

"Will you ... protect me?"

In the dream, her hero nodded, "Yes."

"Will you leave me?"

"will not."

"Then ... are you mom sent to save me?"

She hugged the last one and asked.

He is silent.

Rong Mo woke up.

The curtains blocked the moonlight, leaving no one outside.

She wiped her eyes with tears.

But I don't know why, and suddenly felt an inexplicable peace of mind.

Later, more than six months later, she went to the high school in Huai Shui.

Her hero appeared again and guarded her again.

Although only three months.

The day I left,

Rong Mo looked at the tall, gloomy man in front of him and said, "Will you ... protect me?"

The man glanced at her impotent legs and pale, weak face, and said, "No."

Rong Mo stunned for a moment.

She was not surprised by his answer, because their contract was over.

He fulfilled his promise.

"Why did you ... save me?"

He was wearing a camouflage on his face, most of his face was covered by a beard, and his eyes were still deep and quiet, so that no emotions could be seen.

She waited for a while before she heard him say lightly: "By the way."

The moment she heard those two words, she heard her heartbreaking voice.

Is it just by the way?

Is it really just by the way?

Even if it is just by the way, will they not have any intersection in the future, in the future?

Has this promise really ended here?

She had too many questions to ask him, but she dared not ask any of them.

She was afraid to hear the crueler answer in his mouth.

This man was never her bodyguard and never had any obligation to protect her.

That accident ... it was really just an accident.

It turned out that the hero in her mind was just a hero crossing the road.

She didn't ask the question in the end.

Even more afraid is that once you exit, you will fail.

"Then ... can you tell me your name?"

This was the most courage she could summon, a word asked.

She didn't know if there was a plea in her tone, but she didn't care. If she gave up a little dignity, it would be worthwhile to leave the last connection with him.

After she asked this, she closed her eyes.

Fear of seeing his indifferent answer.

Also afraid to hear his rejection.

After a while, as her heartbeat grew faster and more sad, she heard the sound of a breeze blowing.

"I will tell you my name."

She opened her eyes slightly and saw him reach out her hand and stroked her hair lightly.

"But you need to be good."

With a smile on his lips, he said the last sentence as if parting: "Live well, Rong Mo."

From that moment, she couldn't see him anymore, and even the back of his last departure was blurred.

Because she couldn't hold back the tears that had accumulated in her eyes.

Well, I will live well.

But you have to fulfill your promise and tell me your name, okay?