After divorcing the slag dog, he joined a wealthy family

In the empty bedroom, it suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own heartbeat, Qin Yao opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be stuck with a thorn, and she couldn't make a sound.

For a moment, she thought she was deaf and dumb.

There was a swelling pain in the temple, Qin Yao supported her forehead, trembling almost uncontrollably, "You lied to me... didn't you! How could he jump into the sea! How is it possible!"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ji Shiqian raised his eyes to look at him silently, his blue eyes were lifeless and lifeless: "If possible, I also hope that I lied to you, and I also hope that the video I saw is fake. I also hope that Lin Luo hasn't disappeared, and I also hope that he hasn't gone to that cold seaside..."

Qin Yao's eyes were completely red, so she blinked her sour eyes, and looked at Ji Shiqian with hatred and disgust, as well as inexplicable regret.

She stepped forward and grabbed Ji Shiqian's collar, "Why did Mr. Lin jump into the sea?"

Ji Shiqian's eyes drooped blankly, like a terminally ill patient, Qin Yao raised his hand to slap him, but stopped in mid-air.

She broke down to the point of tears, her body swayed, and she barely stabilized herself.

"Ji Shiqian, look up at me..." Qin Yao let go of him, staggered a step back, barely steadied her footsteps and then laughed sadly, "Do you remember the last time I was in the hospital? I wanted to persuade Mr. Lin and You divorced, do you know what he told me back then?"

"He said you carried him to the hospital and carried him up the seventh floor."

Qin Yao looked at Ji Shiqian with eyes as cold as a stabbed knife, "He also said that you bought him porridge from the south of the city, noodles from the west of the city, old duck soup from the east of the city, and sweets from the north of the city. You would get up early every day. Go downstairs and line up to buy porridge for him, and I will make three bowls of custard and choose the best one to feed him..."

Ji Shiqian's body froze, as if he had been shocked by electricity, he didn't expect Lin Luo to remember these things.

These things happened only a year ago, when he and Lin Luo were still huddled in the dilapidated apartment building next to the garbage dump.

Qin Yao smiled wryly, with an expression uglier than crying: "Look, he believes that you love him so much, but you forced him to divorce, to death... Mr. Ji, what is your heart made of? ah?"

Her vision became more and more blurred, until she couldn't see the outline of Ji Shiqian. She took several deep breaths to suppress the suffocating pain in her chest.

She raised her hand to wipe the tears off her face, turned around and stopped looking at Ji Shiqian.

"Did you give him anything when he left?"

Ji Shiqian's face was bloodless, his lips were purple, he put his head on his hands, choked up and said after half-pay: "No...he didn't want anything..."

Lin Luo didn't ask for money. When he left, he dragged an empty suitcase and took away his old clothes. The only dog ​​he wanted to take away was not allowed.

Qin Yao asked, "Where's Baozi?"

"At the pet care facility."

Qin Yao smiled mockingly: "He brought An'an and Baozi to your side, married you, lost An'an and Baozi during the divorce, and suffered from a whole body of illness, Mr. Ji, you did a great job !” The last sentence was sharp and sinister.

"Do you still remember the promise he made to be with you in the next life in the AIDS isolation room?" Qin Yao slowly turned around with heavy steps, and when she walked towards the door, she supported the wall and said quietly, "I I think he will not come again in his next life, because the world is too bitter and he is too disappointed."

Looking at Qin Yao's back, Ji Shiqian was speechless, his chest was heaving violently, and that position seemed to be pierced by ten thousand arrows. He clutched his chest tightly, and suddenly remembered what Lin Luo said to him before the divorce.

——Ji Shiqian, I forgive you.

——Thank you, Ji Shiqian.

Lin Luo, I don't want your forgiveness, and I don't want your thanks. You hate me. If you come back and scold me and beat me, I will do whatever you want when you come back.

A sense of sadness rose on Ji Shiqian's face, he looked up at the ceiling, and called out silently: "Luo Luo." As soon as the ending sound fell, he vomited a mouthful of sweet blood from his throat.

When the butler came in, he saw Ji Shiqian sitting alone on the bed, covering his chest with one hand and his mouth with the other.

The bright red blood dripped on the bed sheet along the seam of his hand, it was blood red.

"Mr. Ji!"

Ji Shiqian raised his eyes, there was a dead silence in his eyes, and finally fell on the bed.

The housekeeper hurriedly called 120 to take him to the hospital.

There was chaos in the villa for a while, and the servants ran up and down.

Qin Yao looked around coldly, she didn't leave immediately, but walked around the villa.

In this house, Lin Luo's things have long since disappeared, whether it's the clothes in the closet, the shoes in the shoe cabinet, the cups and toothbrushes in the sink, or the books he often read on the bookshelf, they are all gone.

The huge house was empty, and without Lin Luo, it was cold and devoid of human touch.

She walked up the escalator to the roof garden on the third floor. The garden was the same as before, except that the leaves turned yellow and the flowers withered this season.

Qin Yao looked at the rocking chair being shaken by the wind, she walked over and sat on it, Lin Luo used to love to sit here, hugging the child and teasing the dog.

Qin Yao curled up, hugged her knees and cried out without warning, she really couldn't figure out, how much pain and despair would it take to force him to jump into the sea and commit suicide?

Lin Luo's father died in prison. He survived when his family was ruined, and he also survived so much bloodshed after giving birth to a child. Why can't he think about dying now?

It didn't take long for 120 emergency calls from downstairs. Qin Yao stood up and looked down from the top, and saw Ji Shiqian carried out with a pale face and sent to the ambulance.

She didn't want anything to happen to Ji Shiqian, not because she had feelings for him, but because Lin Luo asked him to find someone to live a good life with.

For such a long life, Ji Shiqian should live in such pain.

Ji Shiqian was sent to the hospital, and the general result of the examination was that he was coughing up blood caused by excessive emotion and cold lung infection.

The housekeeper found that when Ji Shiqian woke up, he had already stared at the white ceiling with his eyes open for an unknown amount of time, his blue eyes were empty and dull, which made people tremble with fear.

"Where is Qin Yao?"

"She's gone."

"I want to go back."

"No." The housekeeper refused without even thinking about it, "Mr. Ji, the old man already knew about your illness. He asked me to remind you that if you don't want to be imprisoned, you'd better be obedient and hospitalized."

What a good obedient, the only thing he couldn't learn when he was born in Ji's family were these four words.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead, which was cold and in a low-grade fever.

Ji Shiqian propped his elbows on the bed, propped up his upper body, then pulled off the infusion set on the back of his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Tell him, if you want me to be obedient, it's better to let me die now."

"Mr. Ji, why are you bothering?"

As soon as the voice fell, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted the silence in the room.

The housekeeper sighed and turned to open the door of the ward.

It was Chen Yanli who knocked on the door, and the housekeeper nodded to him after seeing him: "Mr. Chen, hello."

Chen Yanli smiled and asked in a low voice, "Can I go in?"

The butler took a step back and made a gesture of invitation: "Please come in."

Ji Shiqian, who was about to get up and get out of bed, froze when he saw Chen Yanli, and his complexion instantly became ugly.

"It was you who bought allergy medicine this time and saw me by chance?"

Hearing the mockery in his tone, Chen Yanli didn't pay much attention. He walked up to Ji Shiqian and looked at the bleeding needle on his arm and said, "I was notified by someone else."

He didn't say anything about this other person, but Ji Shiqian could already guess that it was related to the members of the Ji family. Thinking about it, the one who invited the housekeeper in must be Mr. Ji.

I guess it was the same last time in the hospital.

Ji Shiqian narrowed his eyes and didn't speak. He lifted the quilt and pretended to get out of bed. The housekeeper not far away hurried over to stop him.

"Mr. Ji, you are so ill, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the pet care center to pick up buns. You tell grandpa that you want me to inherit the Ji family's business obediently. It's best not to stop me now!"

steamed stuffed bun?Inexplicably, Chen Yanli felt a little familiar. After thinking for a while, he remembered that the dog next to Lin Luo was called Baozi?

He thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that he was still in the pet care center.

Now Ji Shiqian is like crazy, the housekeeper can't persuade or stop him at all.

When he was in a dilemma, Chen Yanli, who was standing beside him, said, "Don't worry, Steward Zhang, I will accompany him."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Ji Shiqian again: "You are not physically able to drive now, the housekeeper is going to call a car, and I will go with you, what do you think?"

Ji Shiqian gave him a cold look, and then got off the bed. His body was still a little weak, and he staggered a little when he stood on the ground.

Chen Yanli stepped forward to help him, but was pushed away by Ji Shiqian.

"Do not touch me."

Chen Yanli's expression turned ugly in an instant.

In the end, it was the butler who helped Ji Shiqian into the car.

Butler: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Ji will trouble you."

Chen Yanli said "hmm", opened the left car door and went in and sat next to Ji Shiqian.

Ji Shiqian glanced at Chen Yanli, his temples twitched, feeling extremely irritable.

His past with Chen Yanli made him feel very embarrassed, and because of guilt, he couldn't reject him severely.

Seeing that Ji Shiqian kept pressing his head, Chen Yanli asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Ji Shiqian closed his eyes, leaned on the soft back of his seat and said vaguely: "I want to pick up the dog quickly."

"Speaking of which, don't you have a clean freak and hate pets the most?"

He remembered that he once met a stray cat on the side of the road. After Ji Shiqian saw it, he didn't hold his hand for a day.

At that time, he thought that if he was with Ji Shiqian, he might be cut off from pets, but he didn't expect that many years later, Ji Shiqian would raise the pet he hated for another man, and that man was married twice and gave birth to someone else's child.

Chen Yanli's expression was a little depressed, no amount of self-deception could change the fact that Ji Shiqian loved Lin Luo much more than him.