seek her

Such a calm thought is the most beneficial for him, there is no need to waste manpower, material and financial resources, as long as the child is here, no matter where she hides in the ends of the earth, she will come back one day.

He should not be in a hurry and take the opportunity to plan everything he wants. The Song clan has no leader, this is the best time.

This is what he should do, the top priority.

In the second half of the night, he couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. Something went wrong in his indestructible sleeping state. He simply got up, poured a glass of red wine, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV in the bedroom. His arm rested on his slightly bent long leg, carrying red wine, while the other long leg was stretched out casually.

Switch channels at will, and finally stay on the news channel. The night news is reporting the follow-up salvage work of Ji's bombing.The rescue team sent by Song's definition is search and rescue, that is, insisting on being alive.He quickly cut off the channel and switched to a show raised by an idol of a girl group, and watched it indifferently for a long time.

Sinking fish and geese, closed moon and star eyes, plain teeth and vermilion lips, ring fat and thin.

On the screen, the young and beautiful women danced their bodies, showing moving singing voices, and their smiles were either clear, enchanting, cute, or sexy, and they were all dazzling, just like the merchandise displayed in the window. He took a sip of wine and looked at them indifferently. Looking at the colorful pictures, maximize their value in the mind, if you sign these products, how much benefit will it bring to Ji.

This mode of thinking seems to have fixed his style of dealing with things. No matter what decision he makes, the first consideration is to maximize the benefits.

Looking at the shaking people in the screen, he slowly put his other idle hand between his eyebrows, and the channel suddenly switched back to the search and rescue column, replaying the reporter's interview report, in which Song Sipu and Min Jingshu were constantly circulating. name.

In the shadows that could not be seen by the dim light, a trace of embarrassment and annoyance gradually appeared on his calm and watery expression. Some people are very sensitive to the capture of emotions, and the ability to process emotions is efficient and fast, but the emotions that have accumulated in themselves are very difficult. It is very dull, and it needs to be superimposed over time to have an influence on dull feelings, especially hurt.

Trying to let go of the useless feelings, no matter what, I can't let go.

It's useless to stay, it's a pity to abandon it.

A woman who is obviously very contemptuous, but she cares heavily about her.

Heart overload day in and day out.

To have feelings for her that he shouldn't have was almost a catastrophe. He calculated everything about her from the beginning to the end, and drove her to a dead end. In the process, he made low-level mistakes that he shouldn't have made. He shouldn't have thought about her, shouldn't touch her body, shouldn't play emotional games with her, thinking that he can get out of this game.

The idea of ​​"being together" that flashed in an instant has developed to this point out of control.

Every decision he made after the two broke up seemed to be trying to keep her by all means, to eliminate the possibility of her revenge, and to prevent her from flying away, knowing that she had transformed from a rose plant into a poisonous black one. It would be an unpredictable disaster for Rose to stay by his side, but he still held her tightly in his hand, and the thorns of the black rose pierced deeply into his palm like this.

The way they opened up was wrong, the way they met was wrong, the timing of falling in love was wrong, everything was wrong.

Ji Linjiang's unfathomable eyes flashed through the hidden wound. He stared at the salvaged picture on the TV. His thin lips were slightly purple. Team, expand the search to the surrounding adjacent sea areas, and don’t let the offshore islands go.”

The cry of the frightened child came, and the crying was endless. He got up to make milk powder for her, but she refused to eat it. Ji Linjiang stood by the bed and watched her cry louder than louder.

Aunt Yu and the nurse came running from outside the door, and walked around in a hurry. They didn't dare to do anything because the people inside didn't call them, "Auntie, Mr. Ji doesn't seem to want us to touch the child very much."

Aunt Yu was full of guilt, "I'm afraid Mr. is worried about us."

In the room, Ji Linjiang took out his mobile phone and searched for what to do when a four-month-old baby cries at night. The search engine gave several solutions: 1. Consider whether the baby has poop and needs to change the diaper. If there is no poop, Consider your baby hungry. 2. Breastfeeding. 3. If you don’t want to breastfeed, consider being frightened and need to be hugged and comforted. 4. If there is still no effect, consider the baby's colic and try the method of holding the baby on the plane.

He followed the simple instructions above, and finally confirmed that the baby needed to be comforted, so he searched again: how to hold a baby.

According to the picture demonstration that popped up, he gently held the baby's nape, and held her little butt in his arms. This kind of touch is magical, soft and harmless, like a ball of soft cotton, and like It is holding a layer of clouds that are also scattered, which makes people cautious, unfamiliar, but full of protective desire.

The little baby nestled firmly in his arms, rubbed his little face against his pajamas, then stopped crying, and fell asleep peacefully.

The emotional gap seems to be suddenly filled with unknown and strange emotions. At this moment, this heart becomes full. This feeling is very strange, and the strangeness makes people frightened, as if two hearts are connected by an invisible but The line of temperature injects warmth towards each other.

Ji Linjiang frowned slightly, looking at the child in his arms, it was still unfamiliar but warm.

The little guy's small fists clutched his chest tightly, as if he was afraid that he would leave her behind, he moaned and chirped.

Just like that woman, she wanted to hold everything in her hands, but couldn't hold anything.

He held the child with one hand, walked back and forth in the room, suppressed turbulent emotions, mixed with a trace of anxiety, and fell into boundless thinking, until there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door, Ah Chu hurriedly knocked on the door, " Boss, Madam is here." He knocked on the door for a while.

Ji Linjiang opened the door wearing a black nightgown, and handed the child in his hand to Aunt Yu, "Look good."

Aunt Yu nodded repeatedly.

When he came to the living room, he saw Mother Ji coming in aggressively. The bodyguards were lined up in the yard outside the door. Two bodyguards dragged a young man in and threw him at Ji Linjiang's feet.

Mother Ji sat down on the sofa, "You don't answer the phone."

Ji Linjiang condescendingly looked at the bloody and struggling handsome man at his feet, he stepped up and sat down opposite Ji's mother, "Why do you answer the phone while you're sleeping?"

"You sleep all day long?" Mother Ji said, "I call you, but you don't answer, your father calls you, but you don't answer, when will you change your temper?"

Ji Linjiang glanced at his watch, "After four o'clock in the morning, your matter is settled?"

Mother Ji raised her chin slightly, and someone threw the young man forward, "I only found this one, and the other one ran away."

Ji Linjiang was a little indifferent, "There must be a team behind it."

"Run away." Mother Ji lit a cigarette, thinking, "Jiang'er, what do you think about this?"

"Send it to the doctor first."

"What do you mean?" Mother Ji asked.

Ji Linjiang glanced at the young man's bleeding legs, "I have a lot of things on hand recently, and I don't want to cause further trouble."

Ji's mother looked down and looked at the young man lingering on the ground, "It's fine if a team comes to steal money, and dare to set his mind on the child! I really want to take him out of the country together!" As long as she goes out, she can She has nothing to worry about in a country where capital rules as she pleases.

The young man struggling on the ground yelled for help vaguely.

Ji Linjiang glanced at Ah Chu, "Send him to the hospital. There is no danger of his life. Send him to the police station and file a case for my mother."

"What kind of case to file?" Ji's mother said, "When will it be the turn of those gangsters to come forward? Relying on them, they can't make a name for themselves in a year or so. Who will take it seriously if they set up a fraud case?"

"It's an extraordinary time, and I'm being targeted." Ji Linjiang said with a cold expression, "Don't cause trouble for me."

Mother Ji hesitated to speak, "This matter about me..."

"In China, if you can leave it to the police, don't solve it yourself." Ji Linjiang said, "As for the video, I will solve it."

A trace of embarrassment floated on Mother Ji's noble face, "I'm on bail with your dad. His situation is quite special. It may take some time. You don't need to come forward. You clean up your own affairs. Where I need help, Tell me."

"No, you go back overseas, don't go back to China in a short time." Ji Linjiang said coldly, "I have something to deal with."

Ji's mother was beautiful and condensed slightly, "Why did you talk to your mother, you still can't drive me away."

Ji Linjiang was speechless.

Mother Ji flicked the cigarette ash on the table and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry about me."

Ji's mother looked at Ji Linjiang's cold face, "Jiang'er, are you blaming me for losing my child?"

"how come."

"Is the child okay?"

"Thanks to you, everything is fine."

"Well, I know you won't touch contraband. It's probably your father who caused the trouble for you. This time, let him suffer in it, otherwise he won't have a long memory." Mother Ji said, "I'll help you with this mess." You clean up, you don't have to worry too much."

"No, don't worry about it."

"Stinky boy, your words are becoming more and more unruly!"

After Ji's mother left, Ji Linjiang got up and went upstairs.

A month later, all the drug tests in his body turned negative, and he just returned to the public from behind the scenes, cooperating with various tedious and complicated inspections and investigations by the authorities.

No explanation, no knowledge, no understanding, no hearing.

At the same time, Mr. Ji's little lover and Xiao Weng were thrown out. I don't know what method Ji Linjiang used. The little lover cried and shouted that she did it by herself, and she planted Mr. Ji.

Xiao Weng knew that he had caused a catastrophe. He had followed Ji Linjiang for so many years, and Ji Linjiang had treated him with great kindness, but he took the initiative to stand up and take the blame, claiming that he held a grudge and framed Ji Linjiang.

He held these two chess pieces in his hands for so long, and on the day he stood in front of the public again, he threw them out, quelling a "war" that was raging with gunpowder.

But at this time, Jing Shu and Song Sipu had already lost all their emotions. The helicopter circling in the sky that day just circled a few times and left without careful search. It was a long and tormented month.

The initial vigor of the two was exhausted by the difficult environment, and they had no strength to quarrel or fight, and even the confrontation became meaningless and dull.At the moment the two are under the big tree behind the beach, Song Sipu leans against the tree and smokes, Jing Shu sits under the tree and looks at the sea, she has been tanned black.

As a man, Song Sipu, it doesn't matter if he gets tanned, but he looks more masculine.

The key point is that she is as beautiful as a flower, and everyone loves her. When the car sees a car with a flat tire, and the "beautiful wife" of the domineering president is tanned like this, how can she see people when she goes back?

"The reserved water is almost finished." Jing Shu said in a hoarse voice.

"Ah."

"If it doesn't rain for the next week, we're going to die."

"Ah."

"How to do."

"Do your best and obey the destiny."

In Song Sipu's cigarette case, there were only the last two cigarettes left. He was frowning, thinking about when he would finish smoking the last two cigarettes, and arranging the interval between when he needed tranquilizers, when he suddenly heard the sound of a fishing boat. At the sound of the whistle, he suddenly raised his eyes.

Jing Shu stared blankly at the ship appearing on the sea, "Song Sipu, is there a ship appearing?"

"Ah."

"I don't have a blind eye."

"Ah."

Jing Shu stood up suddenly, screamed and ran towards the beach.

The ship approached the deserted island.