go back and try love

When Xing Jiaqi came, Zheng Yu was already able to go out and do some activities, but he was not very interested at the moment. When he saw someone coming, he glanced casually and said hello.

Xing Jiaqi looks dusty, not as particular about her grooming as before, the collar of her shirt is one high and one low, the black trousers are splashed with mud, even her hair, which is meticulously combed on weekdays, is a bit messy, and even a few strands of hair are standing in a daze With his head tilted above his head, he saw Zheng Yu, who was still pale, wearing a coat, and his jade-carved handsome face was slightly angry.

"Where do you want to go?" The tone was still light, but with an intimidating manner without anger, he approached step by step. The 1.9-meter-tall Xing Jiaqi, standing in front of him, always made people feel an unbearable pressure. Zheng Yu pushed him impatiently: "Why are you looking at me like this, I'm not dead!"

Xing Jiaqi didn't speak, just stood in front of him, and scanned from top to bottom. Those wolf-like savage eyes exuded a hunting atmosphere, and Zheng Yu was weak in height and momentum, so I really didn't like it. With such a subtle atmosphere, I simply put my coat on and walked towards the door: "I want to go out for a stroll, I'm so bored here!"

Just a few steps away, unexpectedly, Xing Jiaqi suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him to him. His voice was extremely suppressed: "Stop messing around!! You are here to recuperate honestly! Don't make trouble!"

Zheng Yu has never been a quiet person, besides, after watching the interview video yesterday, his mood was greatly affected, he shook off Xing Jiaqi's hand irritably, and said with a sullen face: "Damn, when will I make trouble for you?! It's not that I want to come here, you fucking get out of here!"

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the door with unsteady steps. Xing Jiaqi rolled his eyes, stepped forward to lift him up, threw him on the bed, and pressed his arms firmly against his neck, his sharp eyes like a falcon were fixed on the coquettish but slightly On her pale face, her thin lips parted slightly: "Zheng Yu, don't challenge my patience!"

Everything happened too fast. When he was pressed on the bed, Zheng Yu was in a dazed state. However, the next moment, he became completely irritable. He pushed his knees and greeted Xing Jiaqi's stomach, using all his strength to suck He kicked it down: "Damn, Xing Jiaqi, you're fucking convulsed!"

Although due to the injury, his physical strength has not fully recovered, but the kick was unexpected. Xing Jiaqi didn't react, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Zheng Yu sat up from the bed angrily, shit, I can't just be crushed casually!

Squinting from the corner of his eyes, Xing Jiaqi was squatting on the ground with his stomach covered, as if in pain, Zheng Yu snorted coldly, the underworld prince who licked blood on the tip of a knife all day, could still be kicked by his own foot up?Say it, don't be too funny!

After a long time, Xing Jiaqi still didn't get up. Instead, he heard his breathing getting heavier and heavier, and his body began to shake slightly. Zheng Yu suddenly remembered that his stomach is not very good, maybe he didn't have time to eat well because of the flight , the body is weak, coupled with the fatigue of flying for a long time, so my not-so-violent kick caused such a great power...

Thinking of this, Zheng Yu scratched his head uneasily: "Hey, Xing Jiaqi, then, what, are you okay?"

Xing Jiaqi still squatted on the ground with her head buried, her back heaving up and down, she couldn't hold it anymore, she put her hands on the ground to stabilize her body, Zheng Yu panicked: "Hey, I really didn't mean it, you fucking, It can't be..."

Jumping off the bed, approaching him cautiously, walking up to him, and pestering him with your fingers, he is the big boss of the Xing Jian Consortium, the prince of the underworld, don't let yourself kick him!

Xing Jiaqi raised his head slowly, his eyes returned to his usual coldness, his lips were thin and pale, and his face was as pale as Zheng Yu's, but the knife-like outline was still tough, facing Zheng Yu, saying There was no warmth in the words, but they carried an irresistible force: "Go back to bed and rest!"

At this moment, the breeze quietly blew in through the gap in the window, stirring the messy hair on Xing Jiaqi's forehead. His gray eyes, like light ink smudged, revealed a distressing stubbornness. Time seemed to be frozen. The human space has become black and white, and the past color film is flipping frame by frame between the eyes - the initial throbbing has already fermented, and I never thought of giving up, but I just kept holding back.

As if seeing another self, Zheng Yu's eyes moved slightly, he sighed softly, and said softly: "Okay, you boss, you are amazing, I will stop making trouble! I will go back and lie down until the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, and I will lie down until the sky and the earth grow old. That's fine." Bar!"

Lying back to the hospital bed obediently, Zheng Yu rolled the quilt around his body, fell into a heavy sleep——

The most shameless thing about being a human being is that you can treat the sincerity of others heartlessly, because people are selfish, and they can’t give extra affection to those who don’t love. In this prosperous time, we guard our own The loneliness, hurt beyond recognition.

Xing Jiaqi slowly stood up from the ground, looked into the eyes of the person on the bed, as deep as the sea, swaying unknown wind and waves, a few strands of chill drifting in the air, chilled the dreamer's heart, if it wasn't wishful thinking, there would be no harm , it turns out that there is really so-called futility, it turns out that this one-man show will never see the end...