A good wife is a good routine, will the president take the bait?

Luo Qingkong, who left Li's Group, put the car keys on the desk in the office. This time, she left without taking anything, not even a penny.

The only thing left in her pocket was all her savings for such a long time, a deposit with just six figures.

With this money, Luo Qingkong walked aimlessly on the street, she had no idea about the future.

Sitting at the bus stop sign on the side of the road, watching the passing vehicles speeding before her eyes, Luo Qingkong finally felt the feeling of being homeless.

It turns out that she has never had a home, and the place that once gave her the feeling of home can no longer go back.

With so many things happening, what Luo Qingkong regrets the most is not her current situation, but the guilt in her heart.

I have to admit that the matter of Wei Yudie has become an insurmountable gap in her heart.

No matter how happy this moment is, every time I close my eyes, I will think of Wei Yudie's appearance, and now her eyes are also dark.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingkong got up and left resolutely.

This time, she must find a result before coming back, otherwise how could she have the face of Wei Yudie?
"Miss, your noodles." A man with an authentic accent brought over a night of steaming noodles and placed them in front of Luo Qingkong.

"Thank you." Luo Qingkong came back from the memories, looked at the white hair on the boss' temples, and hurriedly thanked her.

"You're welcome, this is what you should do. You young people, coming to such a small place, it's not easy to endure the hardship." The boss looked at Luo Qingkong's well-dressed appearance, and couldn't help it. I praised a few words.

"No, I just came here for a walk." Luo Qingkong lowered his head, picked up the chopsticks, and squeezed the sides of the chopsticks hard.

"Our place is a remote place, so there is nothing new, but if you have any difficulties, this is a good place, at least you can calm down." The boss looked at Luo Qingkong and said with a smile.

It has been many years since I opened a noodle restaurant here, and I have met countless people. Luo Qingkong's appearance, it can be seen that she has something on her mind.

"Okay, thank you." Luo Qingkong didn't know what to say, she just kept saying thank you.

After coming out of the noodle shop, Luo Qingkong's thoughts were always on the TV program he just watched.

It's not like a city here, the signal is sometimes bad, and the timeliness of the news is much worse, but TV, an electrical appliance that is used all over the world, did not disappoint her at all.

What disappointed me was my heart, especially seeing Li Shaojue's appearance on TV, and his promise: he is already married, let alone divorced.

No matter what happened in the past, it is already a thing of the past.

She appeared in this small town now, but she just wanted to wash away the turbidity in her heart.

After staying in society for a long time, it is natural to have selfish desires.

It was getting dark very quickly in the evening. It was still the setting sun just now, but after a while, the sun had disappeared, and the surroundings were pitch black. Only then did Luo Qingkong start to feel a little worried, and her steps became faster.

In such a dark place where you can't see your fingers, Luo Qingkong saw the man standing on the side of the road at a glance, she was a little timid when she said it, but she still mustered up the courage to walk over.

I saw the man lowered his head, as if he was repairing something.

"Hello." Luo Qingkong asked helplessly.

It's so late, she doesn't even have a home to return to, and it's a lie to say she's not worried.

"Hello." The man hurriedly got up, put down the wrench in his hand, and raised his head.

But he didn't expect that the woman in front of him was so familiar.
In the dim environment, Luo Qingkong didn't recognize the man in front of him immediately, until he pushed the broken motorcycle all the way to the entrance of the village, and then he saw the man's appearance clearly.

"Zhao Tianqi, is that you?" Luo Qingkong asked in surprise.

Hearing Luo Qingkong's words, Zhao Tianqi breathed a sigh of relief: "Think you really forgot me? It's still a bit of a failure to say it."

Seeing the joking man in front of him, Luo Qingkong felt that Zhao Tianqi seemed to be different from before, the contours on his face became more distinct, and it could be seen that he had lost a lot of weight, and he was completely different from his appearance a year ago. people.

"It's really you? Why are you here?" Luo Qingkong asked in surprise.

Zhao Tianqi looked embarrassed, and hurriedly patted the ashes on his body: "I live here."

It's a bit embarrassing to say that the long-lost meeting happened in such an environment.

On the way back, the two chatted every sentence.

"Why did you come here?" When Luo Qingkong looked away from all this, she was not as cautious as before. It seemed that when she returned to university, everything was so simple.

Zhao Tianqi hasn't changed very badly, and Luo Qingkong is still a little girl who doesn't understand anything.

"No, a lot of accidents happened later, maybe you don't know about it." When he said this, Qin Fengyang had a helpless face.

"misfortune?"

"Yeah, working with Lin Yuanyuan is the worst choice in my life." Qin Fengyang couldn't help feeling.

Speaking of Lin Yuanyuan's name, Zhao Tianqi's body bent down, he said he was tired, but he didn't look like that, with a grim and painful expression on his expression.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Luo Qingkong asked hastily.

"No, nothing, medicine." Zhao Tianqi said, pointing to the medicine in his pocket.

Before Luo Qingkong had time to think about it, she hurriedly put down the bag in her hand, took out the medicine from Zhao Tianqi's pocket, and put it into his mouth.

Too many doubts came to my mind.

"Are you okay?" After a long time, Luo Qingkong asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I'm about to die, and I'm just suffering." Zhao Tianqi smiled helplessly, his eyes full of helplessness.

dying?
"what happened to you?"

Zhao Tianqi unhurriedly took out a laboratory test form from his pocket. It was crumpled, but he could see the end at a glance: cancer.

Luo Qingkong didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, complicated or entangled?
"You, what's going on?" Luo Qingkong's hands had already started to tremble.

Zhao Tianqi just waved his hand: "It's okay, but you don't want to stay in a big city, what are you doing here?"

Perhaps feeling a glimmer of hope, when Luo Qingkong saw Zhao Tianqi in front of him, it was as if he had seen hope.

bright hope.

He just has cancer, but he can see the world clearly.

I just don't know if he can be a successful match with Wei Yudie.

"No, I'm just idle and bored, come out for a walk." Luo Qingkong recovered from embarrassment.

For a person who is about to die, it is really hard to say that he still has to worry about his intact organs.