Cities: Start from Controlling Destiny

Lin Qin withdrew his gaze. As for the corpse, he chose not to deal with it.

The tragic death of two people in the middle of the night in the back mountain of the sheep fetus must have caused a sensation in the entire Pengcheng tomorrow, so that Qianjinmen would find him.

And I also saved myself the effort of looking for the Qianjinmen, waiting for the fish to take the bait!

He looked at the moon in the sky tonight, the moon was as round as a disk, and then faintly uttered a few words,

"Come one, kill one!"

Immediately, he jumped off the cliff, stepped into the clouds and mist, and gradually disappeared.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the center of activity in Pengcheng First Cancer Hospital.

After breakfast, Lin Zhijuan helped her mother for a walk.

Her face was pale, and her eyes were even more red.

Because the family is living a tight life, since my mother contracted gambling and lost nearly 20 yuan, all relatives and friends hid from their house like a plague god.

Because my father is too old, he is disliked by others for doing those manual jobs, so he has been unemployed at home. The source of income for the whole family is equivalent to her supporting it independently.

After learning that her mother had stomach cancer, Lin Zhijuan once collapsed, and she felt out of breath.

Perhaps in order to escape reality, at the end of last year, she did not go home for the New Year with the reason of working overtime at the company. She sent her living and medical expenses home on time every month, and her mother was hospitalized and her father was there to take care of her.

But the moment she received her mother yesterday, she couldn't believe that her mother was so old.

His hair and brows were almost lost, his face lacked a trace of blood, his whole body was sick, and his weight plummeted. Only a layer of skin remained on his body, and he was as thin as a stick. He staggered when he walked, as if a gust of wind could blow him Blowing her down gave a feeling that she was dying.

After comforting her mother to sleep, Lin Zhijuan sat alone on the stone chair in the hospital, without sleep all night, tears flowed over and over again, this feeling of powerlessness made her feel as if she had fallen into an abyss, powerless at all.

"Xiaojuan... How old is your boyfriend?"

After mother Liang Xuemei sat down, she slowed down and asked in a low voice.

When receiving her yesterday, my daughter actually sent a good car to pick her up, and when she arrived at the hospital, she was directly arranged in the most expensive bed.

Because she has been hospitalized in a hospital in a county-level city, she also knows a little about the bed charges. According to different charging standards, there will be different grades of beds. Obviously, the one she lives in now is not cheap.

Therefore, she couldn't help but have doubts in her heart. She asked her daughter before going to bed last night, and the answer she got was that all of this was arranged by her daughter's boyfriend.

After her daughter left, she hurriedly called her husband. After thinking about it for a long time, they remembered that the son of a family in the next village got into trouble, and later they forced their daughter to marry a rich old man to settle their son's affairs.

Could it be that her daughter is also willing to marry a rich old man for her mother?

Suddenly being asked by her mother, Lin Zhijuan was a little stunned for a moment. Originally, in order to let her mother feel relieved to get medical treatment without worrying about spending money, she had to lie that her roommate Lin Qin was her boyfriend. The reason for arranging to pay is also justified.

"How...how old?" Lin Zhijuan really forgot Lin Qin's real age all of a sudden.

Seeing her daughter's faltering, Liang Xuemei's heart twitched, and she felt that she was somewhat different from her guess. If she was of the same age, Xiaojuan's character would never be so ambiguous.

"Isn't it older than your father?" Liang Xuemei continued to ask tentatively.

"what!"

Lin Zhijuan let out a surprise, turned her head sharply, and realized that there was something in her mother's words.

She waved her hands hastily, "Mom, what are you thinking?"

"How can you be older than our dad? It should be four or five years older than me."

She recalled that Lin Qin, a 30-year-old man who had blackmailed her, was already a widowed old man. Based on this calculation, he should be at such an age.

"Oh——" Liang Xuemei sighed as if she had relieved a heavy burden.
"It's only four or five years old, so mom can rest assured."

"Mom, if you're worried, I'll ask him to come see you today."

For cancer patients, their own emotions are very important. Once they have any worries and depressions, they are afraid that their immune system will be weakened, which will affect the treatment even more.

Therefore, Lin Zhijuan went all out, and if she wanted to act, she would perform a full set, so that her mother could treat her illness with peace of mind.

"No...no need...ahem..."

Liang Xuemei was just about to refute, don't let her daughter disturb others, but she took a breath and coughed.

Because I have this appearance and such a family, others will only lose their eyes when they come. If others don't want to take care of the mess, it will have a great impact on Xiaojuan.

"Mom, don't worry, speak slowly."

Lin Zhijuan patted her mother's back lightly, and comforted her with a heartbroken expression, "Okay, okay, I won't ask him to come."

At this moment, a sudden greeting came from the back of his head.

"Zhijuan, is it alright, auntie?"

Lin Zhijuan seemed to be hit by an electric current, her whole body trembled, and she turned around slowly.

Sure enough, Lin Qin's familiar face with a slight smile appeared in sight. It seemed that he had tidied up before coming here. His face was clean and his clothes were neat. Perhaps it was because of his eyes that he had a good temperament. .

broken!

Lin Zhijuan's heart tightened. She seemed to have forgotten to tell Lin Qin in advance about letting him pretend to be her boyfriend. If the truth was revealed later, her mother would think wildly again.

"Xiaojuan, this... who is this? It shouldn't be you... your man..."

Liang Xuemei also raised her eyes when she heard the voice, and when she saw that it was a young guy, her mouth immediately grinned, and she naturally thought of the role of boyfriend in her daughter's mouth.

"Mom, wait a minute, I have something to say to him."

Lin Zhijuan stopped her immediately, interrupted her mother's interrogation, and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Lin Qin's clothes.

Lin Qin was dragged to a distance of more than ten meters away from his aunt in a daze. Seeing that Lin Zhijuan's expression was not quite right, it seemed that there was a stick in her throat. There was something wrong with it.

He had no choice but to break the silence by himself, "Zhijuan, what's the matter? Do you want to say something to me?"

Lin Zhijuan nodded, showing a somewhat embarrassed daughter-in-law look on her face. After a few seconds of delay, she seemed to have made a decision. She raised her head and stared at Lin Qin,

"Lin Qin, my mother and I lied, saying that you are my boyfriend, so I want to wrong you and help you pretend."

"Oh."

Lin Qin looked calm, and then fell silent.

In fact, when he came here just now, he had already heard the conversation between Lin Zhijuan's mother and daughter from a distance, and he also guessed what Lin Zhijuan wanted to talk about alone.

"Oh what, hurry up and give this girl an answer."

Seeing Lin Qin's unimportant expression, Lin Zhijuan became a little angry for a while. You must know that she has been busy with family affairs these years, and she has never even had a relationship, let alone actively looking for someone to be her boyfriend now. , although it is fake.