As deep as you are as hell

When we found a suitable place to sit down, Chu Ting and Gu Peicheng also came back.Chu Ting's expression, in my eyes, is always somewhat tired.

I remembered the conversation between Tang Tinglu and me last night.

She said, Chu Ting was that man back then, he was the one in the hotel room that night, and he was the one who met me in the rainy night.

I felt as if someone had suddenly poured a bucket of cold water down, and traced back one thing after another.

When being scolded by Zhu Hong with dirty words, he suddenly appeared, using "investigation" as an excuse; when Qin Lang was following me, Chu Ting was able to show up in time to protect me at Qiushan Villa; even... Jin Ye's sudden midway He also told me clearly the reason why he quit and refused to play this "friend game" with me.

In the beginning, Jin Ye chose to approach me and stay by my side just to target one person.

The singing came from the stage, and it was clearly heard in my ears word by word.

"Don't want to set fire in your heart, love lives alone in the world."

"In the deep silence of broken dreams, the most painful thing is to remember."

Chu Ting's rough fingertips brushed against the corners of my eyes, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed flat by sand and stones: "Why are you crying?"

He coaxed me in a low voice: "What happened just now? Who bullied you?"

I looked up, and the first figure that fell into my sight was the back of the head in the front row.

Just in time, he turned his head and glanced behind me, not knowing who he was looking for.

My mood is like a small lake with ripples.

Why did that paralyzed man appear here?

I quickly looked back, and wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes indiscriminately: "I was moved by this song."

"It's just an audition to sing two tunes, and the host hasn't started the roll call and introduction yet." Are you moved?

I was a little embarrassed for a while.

"Could it be related to what happened last night?" Chu Ting leaned forward slightly.

"No." This time I lied and finally looked straight at Chu Ting, and I didn't stutter anymore, "It's just that I suddenly remembered my parents. They taught me how to play the piano, guitar, and guzheng by themselves. It's just that Now..." My father passed away, and my mother told me never to appear in front of her.

"And in fact, Tang Tinglu didn't say anything to me last night, she just said some cruel words, and said why she has put her heart on you all these years." But from her perspective, the 13 Years of chasing is just a self-moving.

My tone was firm, the words were arranged so that even I almost believed myself, I sneaked a glance at Chu Ting's expression, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief when I found out that it was normal.

Such a statement, Chu Ting will not doubt it?

But what should I do next?Do you really want to start investigating Chu Ting?Do the so-called tentative tricks that I came up with before still work now?
"The concert has begun." Chu Ting lightly nudged me with his elbow, and focused my thoughts back to the stage. The transition of these words also made me more and more unclear about Ting's thoughts.

It's just that I really can't understand the tiptoe swan dance music, the passionate tango, and the mixed performance of various instruments. I am only responsible for applauding and applauding with others.

I sneaked a look at Chu Ting's expression. His expression was absorbed, as if he was immersed in this auditory feast, his hands and fingers were crossed, and his back was leaned back, in a comfortable and relaxed posture.

There was a sudden ups and downs in the venue, and there was a wave-like clatter: "That's Miss Ji's family, right? She looks so beautiful."

"I heard that she has a diploma from a famous foreign school. She just flew back not long ago. I just don't know if I will be lucky enough to meet her brother this year."

"Ji Jiayan has faded out of this circle for almost six years, right? And he said earlier that he doesn't like to show his face, so it's probably difficult."

"But I think, with Ji's family's excellent and powerful genes, Ji Jiayan will not have a tragic appearance, right?" There is no picture of Ji Jiayan circulating on the Internet, so many people are still curious about the legendary Thunder's method man's appearance.

"Ji Jiayan will definitely not be so ugly. I heard that foreign girls lined up to chase him. By the way, the two brothers and sisters of Ji's family have reached the age of marriage, right? I really don't know which family is considered to be with Ji. The family is right."

It was the first time I knew that people in the circle were also gossips.

The discussion gradually died down, and the main event was staged on the stage.

The Paris Philharmonic Orchestra has always enjoyed an international reputation, but it has not performed publicly in China.Looking at the luxurious lineup, everyone can be said to be looking forward to it.

On the stage, Ji Jiarui was wearing a tube top gauze dress, with a violin resting on her shoulder, as noble as a white swan.

The spotlight focused on her, casting radiant shadows.Ji Jiarui occasionally looked towards the auditorium, but her gaze was always fixed on Gu Peicheng alone.

I looked at Zhongrong, but the latter acted like a normal person, as if he didn't notice the undercurrent.

The graceful music brought intoxicated expressions on people's faces. After Ji Jiarui finished playing the song, the host saw that the atmosphere was lively and took the opportunity to interact with the audience, "Is there any audience who wants to come on stage to present flowers?"

"Let's randomly select a lucky spectator!" The spotlight moved around in the auditorium, but hadn't settled down yet.

An anxious audience shouted: "Choose me! I have been a loyal fan of Ms. Ji since I was a child!"

The white light finally stopped, and tiny moaning sounds rippled around.

"It seems that this lucky audience is the young master of the Gu family! Then we welcome the applause..."

Then the host's words fell into my ears, but they seemed to be silenced automatically.

I was thinking, what kind of reaction would Gu Peicheng make?
His love for Bell Velvet is still undiminished, so will he stand up gracefully, take the microphone, firmly and loudly refuse, and say, "I'm sorry, I only send flowers to people I like."

Gu Peicheng stood up, his suit was straight and straight, his trousers showed a small part of his ankle, giving off a cold white light.

He passed through one by one, took a large bouquet of delicate roses from the staff, and looked at Ji Jiarui with deep eyes.

Every minute and every second of the tick tick seemed to be elongated, and the men and women on the stage looked as good as the characters in the photo.

Suddenly Zhong Rong exclaimed, which stood out in the quiet crowd.

"A Ting, something happened! Yi Ting..."

When I was carried to the passenger seat, I was still in a daze, but Zhong Rong had already stepped on the accelerator and rushed to the People's Hospital in the city center.

I asked Zhong Rong weakly: "Then Mr. Chu...won't you go with us?"

"The pot is all on Yuan Shui, and the company has a lot of troubles waiting for him to deal with!" Perhaps because he saw my hand tightly grasping the seat belt, Zhong Rong began to slow down again, "And Mother A Ting I've had it before... Forget it, I'd better not tell you about it."

She sighed.

The mysteries gathered in my mind became bigger and bigger like a snowball. Before returning to Chu's house, what did Chu Ting experience before?
I nodded surprisingly obediently, and heard Zhong Rong Xuxu: "Sometimes I like the refreshing energy in you, you can always know your position clearly, and you don't ask too much about things you shouldn't know. "

She went on to say: "I hope that when we get to the hospital, the situation won't get worse. Otherwise, the scapegoat will be far away."

I nodded, echoing her opinion.

The car sped down the highway and ended up in a garage.Zhong Rong thought of a way to take me into the hospital secretly through the staff passage, so that I was not blocked by the flood of media reporters at the door.

In the advanced ward, the outside of the corridor is quiet.

I asked Zhong Rong: "Should we just go in like this? What if there are other people in the ward or..." Tang Tinglu didn't wake up or did she not want to see us?

"Anyway, we have to silence the Tang family before the Tang family is interviewed by the media." Zhong Rong paused, "But it seems that rushing in is really not a good way."

She also knew that Tang Tinglu and I had always been at odds, especially when Chu Ting stood up for me again and again, which made Tang Tinglu hate me to the bone.

I sighed: "Zhong Rong, if you trust me, can you leave for now and leave the hospital to me?"

Bell Velvet finally left.

And when I went to the service desk, it took several times of sincerity to convince the nurse that I was Tang Tinglu's friend.

I took the words out of her mouth, and the nurse's words were heavy: "When I was sent to the hospital, the whole bed was stained red with blood, and her red dress was full of stains, and she had a fever and was bleeding. , I don’t even know how she made herself like this.”

"I was sent to the hospital this morning. After being rescued, after waking up for a few minutes, the first thing I did was to drive away my relatives and friends, and I had to stay in the ward by myself."

"You know, the most fearful thing in this situation is that the patient is alone, but we are also afraid that the patient will be emotional, so we can only let the relatives leave first."

In her words, she inadvertently revealed the meaning of defending Tang Tinglu: "I just don't know why the media swarmed in. The media with long guns and cannons surrounded the hospital entrance. It scared me to death. It was the first time I saw such a big one. It was a battle. Fortunately, the dean drove those people away later."

I nodded, feeling that my heart was slowly becoming barren and desolate.But it is clear that there have been blooming flowers here before, and green grass has also been planted here.

"Since you are the patient's friend..." The nurse looked up at the clock, "Then you go to the ward now, the patient should be about to wake up by the time. Untie her and don't let her do anything else Stupid thing."

The ward was pitch black, and the silence fit perfectly with it.

I wanted to turn on the light, but unexpectedly there was an urgent voice in the darkness: "Don't turn on!"

The light turned on for a moment and then turned off, but Tang Tinglu had already seen my face clearly just now.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to see how big a joke I make?" Tang Tinglu sat up with a pillow behind her, "Or do you want to see if I'm dead or not?"

I shook my head, and suddenly remembered that I was standing so far away from her, and she couldn't see me even if I shook my head, so I said, "No."

"Is that why Chu Ting asked you to come?" Her words seemed to rekindle hope.