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And Min Jingshu reappeared with a different face, subverting his inherent outlook on life more thoroughly.

Lu Jinqiao hugged him tightly and wept softly. She couldn't imagine how sad he was. He was just too kind, so he kept everything in his heart and didn't want to show it to make people around him worry. His cold face is noble and daunting.

Outsiders only regard him as unattainable and not to be approached.

But she knew that Song Sipu was just habitually silent, habitually cold-faced, and habitually arrogant and reserved. No matter how calm he looked on the surface, his heart might have already been warm and full of spring, and the four seasons were distinct.

She didn't know how to comfort him, but she just hugged him firmly, gave him a sense of security, and gave him emotional comfort.

Song Sipu couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, so he patted Lu Jinqiao lightly on the back, but put her to sleep. This kind of situation is very common, insomnia, insomnia all night, occasionally falling asleep, then awakened by nightmares, never again Dare to fall asleep. Once he falls asleep, the inhuman torture in the dream will be repeated. The pain is real, as real as a knife across his chest, so that when he wakes up, he seems to experience all the injuries he has suffered. Once, hate gouged out my heart, so I gouged it out again.

Every day when Lu Jinqiao came back was precious. At this critical moment, Song Sipu handed over the work in his hands to the team to deal with, and spent a lot of time with Lu Jinqiao, as if he wanted to make up for the regrets of the past three years. , he didn't mention a word about the experience of these years, and attributed all the sudden emotions to the heartbreak after his grandfather passed away.

He behaved very well during the day, and he couldn't see anything wrong with his emotions, as if the nightmare at night had never existed.

Perhaps because Lu Jinqiao's soul was bound in that body in the first half of his life, after following Song Sipu to Haigang City, he has been lingering on the sick bed, unable to eat anything, and unable to go anywhere. Living in that small world, the medical staff took care of her tightly, she was not allowed to do this, she was not allowed to do that, and three meals a day were prepared by a nutritionist. She never walked out of that nursing home, because her The condition is unstable, and medical staff need to monitor her indicators at any time. Sister Li and Hu Zi accompany her every day, encourage her, and take care of her daily necessities.

There are many wishes that have not been fulfilled, many things that have not been tried, Lu Jinqiao lay down on the table and made a list, hoping that in the coming days, he and Si Pu can complete one by one.

Start the morning light project, eat delicious food all over the country, see unseen scenery, and help those who also need help. Although she is straightforward and honest, she has no intentions at all, but she has a very independent personality.

She showed him the list and proposal.

Song Sipu saw at a glance that she wanted to eat the spiciest hot pot in the list, and he smiled, "Can you eat spicy food?"

"I can! I want to!" Lu Jinqiao said.

Song Sipu coordinated the time and security, cleared the place in advance, and took her there.

The most delicious hotpot city in Haigang City was reserved by him. There was no one there at noon. When Lu Jinqiao stepped into the hall, two rows of waiters bowed and treated them warmly. He looked like a hostess in a TV series. The stage of the bridge.

"Where are the people?" Lu Jinqiao asked him: Where did everyone go for dinner?

"We came early." Song Sipu said concisely.

It was the first time in Lu Jinqiao's life that he ate hot pot. He jumped up and down in an instant, frowning, and fanned his mouth wildly. He hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time, but suddenly it tasted so satisfying.

Song Sipu handed her a glass of water, raised his hand again, and motioned for the waiter to bring water.

Lu Jinqiao drank five or six cups of water in a row to relieve the burning sensation. She laughed hotly, but found it satisfying. It was full of stimulating taste and felt like being alive.

Song Sipu smiled, and was a little dazed when he smiled, this face of eating hot pot and fanning the wind overlapped with another face in his mind, for a moment he couldn't tell who the woman in front of him was.

Emotions are somewhat separated, there is a sense of insurmountable distance in my heart, and there is a trace of cherished gratitude.This seemed to be the moment he had been looking forward to for most of his life, and it just appeared in front of his eyes. Should he thank the heaven for his favor, or thank Ji Linjiang for his foresight and foresight?Thinking of this, his smile cooled down.

Brother Dong hurried in from the outside, as if he was looking for him urgently, but he didn't approach him, and just stood still at the door.

Song Sipu glanced at him, got up and was about to leave the table.

Lu Jinqiao seemed to have thought of something, fanned his mouth, tugged at his sleeves, and said: Si Pu, call your friend wearing the emerald parrot out to eat hot pot together.

Song Sipu was silent for a moment, and his voice was cool: "She is not my friend."

Lu Jinqiao seems to understand: Isn't it your friend?She said you asked her to take me away?She thought Sister Li and Huzi were bad people, she made them dizzy, took me to another place, gave me a mobile phone, and asked me to contact you, I want to return the phone to her.

Song Sipu seemed to be very resistant to Lu Jinqiao's mention of Jingshu. From his point of view, this seemed to be another conspiracy devised by Ji Linjiang and Min Jingshu. He was able to achieve his goal, but he suddenly left the meeting halfway, and his success fell short.

If it wasn't for a conspiracy, the only reason that could be explained was that there was internal strife between Ji Linjiang and Min Jingshu, so Min Jingshu arranged for Ji Linjiang at a critical moment and released Jin Qiao privately.

Song Sipu stretched out his hand, "Jinqiao, give me the phone, and I'll return it for you."

Lu Jinqiao took out the mobile phone from the woven bag with very ethnic characteristics and handed it to him. Out of respect for privacy, she did not check the internal information of the mobile phone, but logged into her account and contacted Song Sipu.

After Song Sipu took the mobile phone, he handed his other mobile phone to Lu Jinqiao, "This is for you, use this to contact me in the future."

Lu Jinqiao took over. In the past three years, she has been lingering on the sick bed and had five operations, large and small. She had no chance to use her mobile phone. Take good care of your body, and arrange for her to meet with Si Pu when the indicators are all normal.

Song Sipu turned around and walked towards Brother Dong.

Lu Jinqiao seemed to suddenly remember something, she suddenly grabbed Song Sipu's sleeve: By the way, Si Pu, that emerald parrot girl asked me to tell you that the live broadcast was fake.

Song Sipu was startled suddenly, his body swayed a bit, slightly astonished.

Lu Jinqiao looked at him innocently with a confused face, her big watery eyes flickered: what does this mean?What happened to you?
Song Sipu looked at Lu Jinqiao's pure and clean face, and was stunned. At the moment when the heart that had been tugging at him swayed and let go, before he had time to react, the silent and suppressed anger in his heart climbed along the gap in the broken heart. Climbing up, he finally understood why Jin Qiao seemed like nothing had happened. With her pure and straightforward nature, if such things had happened, how could she have survived? All the doubts he didn't want to explore, this was the result.

Song Sipu pursed his thin lips into a pale straight line, said nothing, turned around and walked towards the door, his fists were clenched slowly, his cold and calm face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, so he was once again Those two teamed up to humiliate?Played a tampering pornographic movie to him irrelevantly, using it as a threat, tortured him over and over again, pressed his dignity to the ground and trampled on the ground, split his whole heart open to insult, Min Jingshu stepped on it. That kick on his face almost crushed all his human dignity, and he couldn't put it together again.

He frowned tightly, with turbulent emotions locked between his brows, and came to the door, "What's the matter."