Quick Wear: Please, the host is really dedicated

At midnight, Yan Chengyi took the merchant away.

"Wow, so much blood? Why didn't you wait until you could collect the bodies before telling me where you were?!"

Lu Shang spat out another mouthful of blood, and Yan Chengyi's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Don't die in my car!!! Why don't you hold on and write a suicide note first?!"

Lu Shang reached out to the driver's seat from behind.

"My suicide note is in..."

"Why the hell are you telling me!!! Don't really say it!!! I don't really want to know!!!"

……

"Where are you going, Master?"

After working for nearly ten hours and mobilizing all the resources in Yuanzhou to help him, he was finally woken up.

As luck would have it, before Yan Chengyi threw away the cleaning water in his hand, he saw Lu Shang putting on his coat and walking out, and suddenly blocked him at the door.

"Don't stop me."

"You are lucky to be able to walk out of this treatment center. Go back and lie down to rest."

Yan Chengyi curled his lips but did not move away.

"I told you last time that if you don't get treatment soon you will die."

"I told you last time, if I leave her, I will die too."

Yan Chengyi said coldly: "I'm afraid you will die before she falls in love with you."

"I will not."

"You can."

Yan Chengyi had a blank expression on his face.

"If you could hold on you wouldn't have come back! Do you know what the condition of your body is like now?!"

Lu Shang shook his head and walked out.

Yan Chengyi didn't understand why he had to go back at this time?

"She's waiting for me."

Yan Chengyi really thinks that he is a very good person. If it weren't for the friendship they have had for so many years, he really wouldn't want to manage Lu Shang.

He touched his nose, sprinkled something in front of the road merchant, and moved the person back with several medical staff.

……

Zhou Zhi, who was entrusted with watering the flowers, sneezed.

She stood at the bottom of the stairs in Pei Heng's house, holding a kettle, wondering whether she should go upstairs and help him water the flowers upstairs.

She thought for a while, remembering how he hurriedly went up to water the flowers last night.

"The flowers upstairs should be very important..."

She whispered carefully: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, if I have violated your privacy, you can scold me when you come back..."

As he spoke, he carried the kettle and went upstairs.

No flowers were found upstairs, but there were some suspicious traces on the floor, which looked a bit like blood.

"Could it be that he didn't go out at all... or had an accident?"

Zhou Zhi followed the suspicious traces and walked inside.

By accident, I walked into a room.

"Is this Pei Heng's room?"

As Zhou Zhi walked further in, he saw more and more bloodstains. He became more and more panicked and his steps became faster and faster.

When he reached the end of the bloodstain, which was next to the bed, there was a half-dried pool of blood. Zhou Zhi remembered the murder case he had seen before.

Under the bed?

Her heart was pounding and she even had trouble breathing.

With shaking legs, she slowly knelt down.

She lowered her head stiffly, but did not dare to open her eyes.

What if he is really here?

Zhou Zhi couldn't explain her panic. She couldn't tell whether it was because of the fear of his death or the fear of the corpse.

She took a deep breath and finally dared to open her eyes, but there was nothing.

There were no bodies as expected, and no debris.

There was nothing under the bed.

Apart from……

a letter.

She reached under the bed.

It's a little far, but with a little effort, you can reach it.

"Please know yourselves"

Zhou Zhi was in a trance for a while.

Is this the letter Pei Heng left for her?

Thinking that he might have left a letter for her in advance because he knew he was about to encounter misfortune, Zhou Zhi quickly opened it.

"Finally you found me.

How should I define this piece of paper? Should I say it is an ordinary letter, or should I tell you truthfully that this is my last letter?

Oh, I told you by accident.

Never mind, you know, I did it on purpose.

I know you will come, I know you will look for me, I know you will imagine a lot of unfounded things about me, I even know you will lie down and look under the bed, and when you read the letter, you will support the floor with your left hand and hold the letter with your right hand...

Be good and sit on the bed."

The letter ends.

Zhou Zhi got up confused and sat on the edge of the bed, not daring to sit too far forward.

There seems to be something underneath.

Zhou Zhi lifted the quilt.

It's a small card.

"Don't be afraid. Perhaps you are wondering why I know you so well when we have only known each other for such a short time."

"Please, go out for a walk."

Go out...for a walk?

Zhou Zhi subconsciously looked at the balcony in the room.

When she thought that he might even be able to guess her reaction, she shuddered subconsciously.

But he still walked to the balcony and opened the curtain.

There was only a small table on the balcony, on the table was a small vase, and under the vase was a letter.

Zhou Zhi picked up the letter, and when she realized that it was the letter he left for her, she dared not open it.

She had no idea what was waiting for her inside.

If I don't open it, she may never know, but she can always play dumb and pretend she knows nothing.

She is good at escaping.

But after much hesitation, she still opened the letter.

"Zhou Zhi, if I call you that, will it sound too serious? You might not like it. How about I change my name and call you Zhi Zhi?

You will like it, right?

You always liked it when I called you like this before.

Do you still like it now? "

Something slipped through Zhou Zhi's mind, but she couldn't catch it, and her head was aching slightly.

"You don't remember me very well, huh?

It doesn't matter, I'm used to it.

You don’t remember Pei Heng, nor do you remember Luo Sui, let alone Wen Ling, Zhu Shi, Jin Mang, Yu Ying, Su Yue, and Ji Shi.

I could tell you wouldn't remember me.

What a pity... In order to have an identity that better matches yours, these names, like yours, are all two-character names.

But it doesn’t matter, I don’t blame you, because it was me who made you forget me.

Are you becoming more and more confused?

Who am I, what have I done to you, and why would I leave these things behind?

Alas, if you could remember me on your own, maybe this wouldn’t happen.

But, I said, I don't blame you because it's my fault.

It's all my fault.

And I have done so much, and in the end I am still looking forward to your mercy and love. "

Water fell on the paper.

Zhou Zhi looked at the drop of water spreading on the paper, and then he vaguely realized that it was her tears.

But why was she shedding tears?

Why did she cry over his letter?

She turned the letter over.

“I broke my promise again.

Every time you say you want to come back, you always leave you alone.

You must be very disappointed in me and hate me.

How I long to stand in front of you with my true self and seek your love and understanding.

But it seems that I can’t do it.”

It is fate that makes love so hard to express.

In the end, Lu Shang didn't know whether he was willing to let her remember it or not.

He wanted to live and stay with her forever, but it seemed that the past always stood between them.

Can't get over it, can't get resolved.

He crumpled up the letter again and again, not knowing what else to say except sorry.

Talk about love?

Say love to her frivolously?

How could he talk about love with her again?