Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Li Jingshen knelt in the water, the muddy river flooded his head, he coughed, the ribs supporting his chest seemed to turn into thorns, he tightened every time he struggled, he thought, did Shen Zhichu die when he died? Also so uncomfortable?

When a person is about to die, he is very calm. His soul seems to have escaped from his body, floating in the air and seeing himself quietly in the water, like a piece of driftwood.

The cold air invaded the body from various places, and the internal organs seemed to be frozen, and it hurt...the pain was torn up and down all over the body.

Zhao Qian jumped into the water with great effort and hugged Li Jingshen tightly. His whole body was covered with water, holding him like a piece of ice. Zhao Qian dragged him out of the water with all his strength.

"President Li, are you alright?" Zhao Qian's face turned pale in a hurry, he supported Li Jingshen with one hand, and picked up his coat on the ground with the other hand to find his phone.

After his body gradually regained consciousness, Li Jingshen subconsciously opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

But what seemed to be sucked in was not the air but the sharp thorns, the whole heart of the thorns was densely aching, the pain surrounded the whole body, he trembled uncontrollably, opened his mouth to cough, gurgles of blood came out of his mouth, Dye his pale cheeks red, dazzling red.

"President Li, I must send you to the hospital right away." It's not that Li Jingshen has never vomited blood before, but this is the first time Zhao Qian saw him vomit so much, as if he couldn't stop.

He had already dialed the emergency number on his mobile phone, and was about to dial out, when Li Jingshen raised his cold hand and landed on his wrist to stop his movements.

"I want... I want to go down to find Shen Zhichu... her hair rope..." He choked up his throat, his voice trembling, he didn't know whether it was from the cold or the pain.

"Hair rope?" Zhao Qian understood after a while, and asked, "So what if you find it?"

Li Jingshen has lost his mind, and the only clear thing in his muddy mind is the last sentence Shen Zhichu said.

——Don’t come to see me if you can’t find it.

Shen Zhichu was punishing him for the sins he committed in the past, and he deserved it. If he wanted to find her, he must find her hair rope.

"If you find it... if you find it... she will forgive me and come home with me..."

Zhao Qian: "She's lying to you."

Li Jingshen murmured: "No, Shen Zhichu will not lie."

Zhao Qian looked at his frozen pale face, Li Jingshen's character was too stubborn, and the things he decided were hard to change. This is why he turned a good road into a dead end three years ago.

"You can't find such a small hair rope if you throw it into the river. If you have the life to look for it, it's better to buy a new one..." A hair rope looks the same, and he doesn't believe that Shen Zhichu will recognize it. come out.

"Anyway, that's not the one she lost..." Li Jingshen has gradually regained his senses, his voice is still a little weak, but not as trembling as before, he stared at the river again, the sky turned dark for some reason, The dim light of street lamps sprinkled on the river.

He was in a trance, it turned out that it was already so late.

He turned his head and glanced at the direction of Qiu Jing's villa, it was pitch black and there was no light there, did they already fall asleep?

When Li Jingshen thought of Shen Zhichu lying in the arms of another man, sleeping in each other's embrace, his heart was throbbing violently.

Did Shen Zhichu treat Bai Qiujing as well as he did to him back then?Will he cook a table of dishes waiting for him to eat?Will look at him tenderly and affectionately, love him deeply?

Don't think about it anymore...I can't think about it anymore...Li Jingshen covered his eyes, hot liquid fell into his palm, it's fine...as long as Shen Zhichu comes back...he doesn't mind this at all, as long as Shen Zhichu is still alive , as long as there is a living figure of her in his world... Really...

What Zhao Qian said aside, Li Jingshen could not hear anymore, the obsession to find the hair rope was like a poisonous seed thrown into his blood, the tendon was connected to the bone and entered the marrow of the bone, pulling his limp limbs Get up from the ground.

At this moment, Li Jingshen fully relied on his strong will to prop up his body, his eyes showed fragility and sadness, and he crawled towards the river, Zhao Qian couldn't stop him, he didn't know why Li Jingshen was still so strong .

Zhao Qian pressed him firmly: "Boss Li, let's look for it tomorrow, now you should take good care of your body, don't find her so easily, you fell down again."

Li Jingshen was eager for success, and now he has suffered backlash.

There are many things that Zhao Qian can't understand, but the most incomprehensible thing is why "Shen Qing" becomes "Shen Zhichu"

Is it an act?But he was also at the scene before, and indeed felt from her that it was Shen Zhichu.

It was the first time he heard that people who died...can be resurrected.

Li Jingshen was pressed to the ground and swayed for a while, only to feel that it was not Zhao Qian but a mountain that was pressing on him. He pursed his thin lips tightly, his mouth was full of bloody smell, and the only remaining consciousness was still looking at it bitterly. On the surface of the river, he could jump down as soon as he turned over, but he couldn't climb over it no matter what.

"Let me go!" He scratched the ground with his ten fingers, and his fingertips were bloodied. The tingling pain made him wake up a little bit, but he was still too tired and in too much pain.

Li Jingshen lowered his head in pain, his chin rested on the ground, his eyelids half drooped and he looked at his hands, suddenly his eyes lit up, and the hair tie he had been looking for was wrapped around his ring finger, like a ring.

His hands were frozen in the river before and he lost consciousness. He kept rummaging in the river repeatedly, but he didn't look at his fingers. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the thing he had been looking for was on his fingers.

From loss to surprise, the mood was like a roller coaster. He touched the disposable hair tie on his ring finger, carefully wiped the dirt off it, and then carefully took it off and held it under the light.

"I... I found it..." This time he finally collapsed on the ground, with a nice smile on the corner of his mouth, he found Shen Zhichu's hair rope, will she forgive him and go back with him?

The three most beautiful words in life, reunion after a long absence, regain after loss, false alarm.

The long absence has been repeated, so can he get back what he lost?Is all the crimes he committed really just a false alarm?

Li Jingshen looked at the hair tie in his hand and put it on his ring finger again, this time he closed his eyes.

The emergency call from Zhao Qian came soon after, and the blood on Li Jingshen's face was wiped clean, while the blood that flowed into his neck was dried by the heater in the car, hardening into a dry piece, and the car was full of blood. smell.

........

When Shen Zhichu went back, he saw a person squatting at the door of the room before he got close.

Bai Qiujing was sitting by the door, holding the phone tightly in his hand, looking at the phone for a while, looking at the direction Shen Zhichu left, looking eagerly like a big dog waiting for its owner to come home.

Seeing Shen Zhichu's figure, he stood up quickly, regardless of the rain outside, ran to her, and grabbed her hand: "He didn't bully you, did he?"

"No..." Shen Zhichu looked at Bai Qiujing's worried eyes, and shook his head slightly. If Li Jingshen watched her go out with other men, he would not be worried at first, but to observe her body and look at her Has this toy been soiled?

In Li Jingshen's eyes, she has always been a toy for him to play with casually, and a toy does not require self-esteem.

"Hands are cold, I'll blow your hair when you go back."

He held Shen Zhichu's hand tightly, brought out the hot milk for Shen Zhichu to drink when he got home.

After the hot milk entered the stomach, the whole body warmed up a lot, and the air conditioner was turned on in the living room, and the hot air was so comfortable that the pores of the whole body shrank.

Bai Qiujing knew that Shen Zhichu was afraid of the cold, and the first time he met her was on the plane, but she was wrapped in a blanket in the moderate temperature.

Bai Qiujing plugged in the hair dryer and wanted to dry Shen Zhichu's hair.

Shen Zhichu was still wrapped in his clothes, and while the air conditioner was blowing, he took off the clothes and handed them to him: "Thank you for the clothes, I'll blow my hair myself."

Shen Zhichu is not used to getting too close to people, Bai Qiujing is a nice person and has helped her a lot, but she can't wantonly get more just because he is kind to her.

Feelings need to be responded to. No one has the obligation to treat you well. If you can’t respond, you have to cut it off as soon as possible. Time and feelings are the most precious in people.

Bai Qiujing froze and tightened his hand holding the hair dryer. After a while, he put down the hair dryer to pick up the jacket in Shen Zhichu's hand.

He hangs his coat at the door, listens to the sound of the hair dryer, and feels that the place is full of fireworks for the first time, and his home is finally called home, if only it stays like this...

He still had this self-confidence when Li Jingshen didn't show up, but now he finds how ridiculous his self-confidence is.

He has always been self-righteous, he has never known Shen Zhichu, he knows nothing about her except her name and gender.

Bai Qiujing looked at Shen Zhichu who was sitting on the sofa, blowing his hair with his head tilted.

This is probably how close and strange distances are in this world.

Obviously Shen Zhichu was in front of his eyes, but he couldn't even touch it, there was a transparent wall between them.

He quietly went to the kitchen and started cooking dishes, meat and vegetables, adding a soup to feed them.

Bai Qiujing can only cook some home-cooked dishes, a plate of green pepper shredded pork, hot and sour potato shreds and boiled cabbage soup.

After Shen Zhichu had finished drying her hair, she threw away the hair tie. It was inconvenient to do anything with her long hair loose. She glanced at the pen holder on the bookshelf in the living room, and took out a pencil to coil her hair up.

"Do you need help?"

Bai Qiujing turned around: "No need to help, there is one more dish ready, are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Shen Zhichu took a look at him. Bai Qiujing was wearing a black and white bear apron. He was 1.8 meters tall and had a narrow waist. with vegetables in the pot.

"There is a lot of oily smoke in the kitchen, get out quickly." Just now he was methodical, but when he saw Shen Zhichu, he was in a hurry, wishing he could give birth to eight hands to do it.

Not only did Shen Zhichu not go out, but he also walked into the kitchen. The kitchen of Bai Qiujing's house was not big, and there was nothing in it at a glance. It could be seen that he should cook frequently, with all the ingredients.

She leaned against the wall and looked at the man who turned the pot intently.