After the divorce, the ex-husband joined the Shura field

"The Qi family can't move the route to Northern Europe, and it's impossible to get it. After all, the Song family has been on this route for decades, and the cooperation with Northern Europe is very strong. Unless the Song family voluntarily gives up, otherwise the Qi family will touch Can't even touch it."

At the entrance of the ward, Ling Feng and his own president were wearing identical bodyguard uniforms, black overalls and a black vest. Unknown doctors, nurses and even passing patients would look at them curiously, as if they were curious about what the two of them were doing. What.

Is it an agent?Still acting?

After all, normal people don't usually wear it like this.

But as long as they're not embarrassed, it's everyone else who is embarrassed.

"The Qi family didn't come from a serious business. Even if they use various formal industrial chains to clean up the past, they can't wash away the past of the older generation. Their foundation is unstable and they are easy to be pushed. In addition, they don't have a professional management team. They just rely on a few An old director can't last long."

"Qi Wenzhan is only in charge of his own entertainment company. Judging from his past years, he should have a playful mentality. In addition, Qi Lao is a selfish person. Even though he only has one son, he has not delegated authority. He even wants to use marriage to strengthen the Qi family. Like Qi Wenzhan, who doesn't even have the right to choose his own marriage, it's quite sad at the age of 35."

Shi Jin leaned against the wall, looked down at the ring on the ring finger of his left hand, and half-closed his eyes as if thinking of something: "And those old directors of the Qi family are always selling loose stocks behind their backs. We will buy as many as we have. Little adds up."

Qi Wenzhan would not be his competitor. At first he was still thinking about how to tell Song Xingli what Qi Wenzhan's father had done, but he never thought that Qi Wenzhan would kill himself.

I just don't know what Song Xingli thought of Qi Wenzhan at the beginning, did he have a good impression of Qi Wenzhan?

After thinking about it, Qi Wenzhan might not be Song Xingli's ideal type.

Not too worried.

Ling Feng listened to his president's instructions, and was a little surprised when he heard the last mention of collecting these odd shares: "Mr. Shi, we may not have so much liquidity to buy these odd shares at present, although these are odd shares, But there are also a lot of them, and it may require a lot of money.”

"Is it gone?" Shi Jin glanced at Ling Feng.

oh?He was out of money.

Ling Feng hesitated to speak: "...Yes, yes, but you said that these several hundred million are for the opera house's mobile use."

"That can't be moved." Shi Jin didn't expect that one day he would have to count the money nervously to make Tianliang Wang Po: "Except for this money?"

"... Mr. Shi gave all your property to Mr. Xiao, and there is no other real estate to sell except the company."

Shi Jin was silent for a few seconds after listening, and he was not very worried, and then he seemed to think of something: "I have a certain amount of money in my account in the United States. I will use this money first, and it will be quite a lot."

Ling Feng looked at his CEO in surprise: "That's the young master's wife Ben, Mr. Shi, do you want to move?"

"It's okay, when the time comes, I'll make up for it when I earn it, Shi Ye won't find out."

Ling Feng: "...Okay." Thanks to the young master, I am not in a hurry.

Seeing how happy his boss looked, he thought to himself, sure enough, this is love that makes people blind.

Having money is willful.

Shi Jin rubbed the ring, and now he finally solved an opponent who was not considered an opponent. The little milk dog was really nothing. Song Xingli would not like someone who was younger than him and felt insecure.

"By the way, President Shi, Dr. Zhang suggested that Luo Qing should undergo electroshock therapy."

"Electric shock?"

"Luo Qing didn't want to be hospitalized, so she lost control of her emotions several times and committed extreme suicide. The doctor suggested that electric shock intervention would be better, but it is also dangerous." Ling Feng said what he knew: "Also, Luo Qing's parents Both died, this matter requires the consent of the family members, so should I tell Mister Xiao?"

The incandescent lights in the corridor are dazzlingly bright, the white coats of doctors and nurses, the sound of pushing beds and wheelchairs on the ground, family members passing by, sick and weak patients, it seems that everything will be tainted with coldness and cruelty by the word hospital.

Shi Jin's gaze was calm, and he watched everything passing by indifferently, including Luo Qing in Lingfeng's mouth, it was like an indifferent thing, causing no waves.

"I'll tell you."

"...And what's more, Luo Qing is arguing to see Mr. Xiao, otherwise he won't take the medicine, and it's useless for the doctor to tie him up with a rope." Ling Feng thought of Luo Qing who saw Luo Qing in the window of the ward door the day before yesterday, this man It seems that after disappearing for a few days, it will become so decadent and emaciated that it is unbearable to see it again.

Mental illness is really tormenting.

It's also pretty sad.

"Tell him to be good, and I'll let him see the stars, or you won't see them in this life." Shi Jin frowned when he heard what Ling Feng said, as if he was a little displeased: "Look at him If you want to see Xing Xing in extreme embarrassment, see Xing Xing as usual, if he still wants Xing Xing to be sad, I will bring Xing Xing to meet him in embarrassment."

"Okay." Ling Feng was about to leave.

Shi Jin put his hand on the doorknob of the ward, and when he saw Ling Feng was about to leave, he stopped him again: "Also, let him stop thinking about suicide, this is not a game for eyeballs, there is only one life, no one will accompany him play, including the stars."

Subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, then retracted his gaze and pushed the door open.

In fact, Luo Qing lived in the psychiatric inpatient department on the top floor of this building, and since that fight with the illegitimate fan, she never left.

He wasn't imprisoned, but he didn't want Luo Qing to become Song Xingli's regret, and then remember Luo Qing for the rest of his life, and he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

So he did all this not for anything, but to protect Song Xingli's most vulnerable unbearable.Luo Qing has no conscience, he can't watch Song Xingli sad.

If you miss it once, you can't miss it again.

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The ward was so quiet that the sound of dripping could be heard. The man sitting by the bed was afraid of waking up the person on the bed, so he didn't move, just watched quietly, as if he could live like this just by looking at it.

I don't know how long it took to hear the sound of writing in the ward. The slight sound of the pen falling on the paper blends with the dripping, which is very harmonious.

Shi Jin was sitting by the bed, writing something in his notebook on the bed, with a very serious look, every single stroke.

The afterglow of the evening fell into the room, and the orange light fell around the bed, falling on Shi Jin's body, outlining his handsome and serious face, which looked extraordinarily gentle.

This is what Song Xingli saw when he opened his eyes.

Shi Jin lowered his head and was writing something, the gentle halo of dusk vaguely enveloped half of Shi Jin's face, his downcast eyes were solemn and quiet, making people feel compelled to calm down, and his breathing gradually slowed down for fear of disturbing Shi Jin.

The posture of holding the pen has been like this for more than ten years. Writing strokes seems to be neat and true. The block letters are extremely beautiful, which is really comparable to the words on those copybooks.And the hand holding the pen is so pretty, it seems that pretty people look good everywhere.

At that moment, he was still in a trance, as if he had gone back to the past. When school was over, he would always peek at Shijin without doing his homework.

I am fascinated by watching it, and I don’t care about homework or anything.

Then it was captured.

"Xing Xing, peeping at me?"

"!"

When Song Xingli met Shijin, he raised his eyes and pretended to just wake up. His half-closed eyes were still sleepy, and at the same time he yawned realistically.

Just when he was about to turn around to prevent Shi Jin from looking at him, he found that his head seemed to be covered by something, and he froze for a few seconds.

What's on his head?

Think back to what happened before.

Oh yes, he was hit on the head with a cane by Qi Wenzhan's father, he was swollen and bleeding, and he is now in the hospital, but...

When Shi Jin saw that Song Xingli was going to move, he immediately closed the notebook and leaned forward to help him adjust his posture.

"The back of your head is bleeding. The doctor put on an elastic mesh cap and applied medicine to reduce the swelling. Don't move yet." Then he looked at Song Xingli's subtle expression, thinking it was pain, and immediately worried: "Is it pain?" Already? I'll call the doctor."

"Don't." Song Xingli quickly grabbed Shi Jin's wrist with sharp eyes, preventing Shi Jin from calling someone.

Shi Jin looked down at Song Xingli holding his hand, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and then he restrained the deep arc very well: "If it hurts, just say it, don't be brave, I'll ask the doctor to change your medicine."

"Am I ugly now?"

"Ok?"

Song Xingli's expression was indescribable, he let go of Shijin's hand and raised his hand to touch his head, but was caught by Shijin, and he wrinkled his face even more: "It's over, I'm going to be on the show, and now I can still do it like this Is it? I should be ugly now, right?"

A person who pays so much attention to his appearance is now covered by a net on his head, so he must be ugly without even thinking about it.

The whole person is not very good.

After he finished speaking, he saw Shi Jin bowing his head and smiling, the voice of the chuckle was imperceptibly indulgent, but it was inexplicably numb to the ear, and his brows and eyes were tainted with endless tenderness.

I froze for two seconds.

In fact, he seldom looks at Shi Jin and smiles. Obviously Shi Jin is a very good-tempered person, but he is too calm and rarely has facial expressions. , as if he was a monk, unmoved by all the temptations.

So sometimes when seeing Shi Jin smile, it is easy to stare blankly, even if they have nothing to do with each other now, it doesn't seem to hinder him too much...

pretty boy.

"Not ugly, you are always the best-looking in my eyes, you look good no matter what."

Shi Jin leaned over slightly, and whispered in Song Xingli's ear, his voice was deep and gentle, his magnetic and smiling voice plucked at the heartstrings, it was an irresistible temptation.

He put a pillow on Song Xingli's lower back for people to lean on, so as to shorten the distance.

Song Xingli looked at Shang Shijin with tender and tender eyes, once these eyes showed gentleness, they would definitely make people fall unsuspectingly, even if it was an abyss, they would jump down without hesitation.

Back then, he used his enthusiasm to fly moths to the flames like this, throwing himself on Shi Jin without hesitation, even if his body was smashed to pieces.

Although he still can't tell why.But Shi Jin's behavior now reminds him of when he was studying, Shi Jin would always use such ambiguous ambiguity to make him fall step by step, not that he was a piece of wood at the beginning, after all, Shi Jin would still say what he should say, protect him He will protect him when he is hurting, and he will love him when it hurts.

So Shijin is pretending to be intentional wood.

It all stemmed from Luo Qing's lie that told both of them ironically.

Luo Qing told Shi Jin that he likes steady and mature people, and also told Shi Jin that he likes obedient and well-behaved people.

The reason why they believed this lie was not because they trusted Luo Qing.

Subconsciously look away: "I don't want to hear this."

He dare not.

He can't get past his own level.

Shi Jin didn't show a sad expression either, he sat back on the chair and put the notebook in his hand on the bedside table: "I told Director Huang about your injury and he was very worried, how long did it take for you to get injured again, and asked if If not, there will be two episodes of the show temporarily missing."

"En." Song Xingli responded, and at the same time glanced at the notebook in Shijin's hand, why Shijin is still using the notebook now.

"Want to read it?" Shi Jin caught Song Xingli's gaze, took the notebook back, and asked with a gentle smile.

Seeing Shi Jin laughing like this again, Song Xingli's eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes: "Don't laugh, be normal!"

I'm really not used to it.

Heck.

I can only blame them for pretending to be too similar to each other, and also blame the rumors for being too realistic, and also blame the substitute for being too real.

Shi Jin looked at Song Xingli with a somewhat angry look, no longer the usual cute and sticky look, his petite wayward look made his eyes continue to follow Song Xingli uncontrollably.

In the past, Luo Qing's favorite way to make him angry was to imitate Song Xingli, imitate Song Xingli's angry look when he was a child, imitate that willful energy, the more he resembled him, the more in a trance.

Not because he was in a daze looking at Luo Qing, but because he missed Song Xingli.

Want it so so much.

But he didn't dare to let Song Xingli return home.

It’s just that it’s wrong for him not to dare. He shouldn’t subconsciously feel that Song Xingli still needs his protection or that boy who hasn’t grown up. Since he let Song Xingli go to America, the little prince who needs to be protected has grown up. up.

"Xingxing, let me chase you this time, okay?"

Song Xingli shook his head coldly when he heard Shi Jin say this: "No."

"I can wait until you want me."

"I won't want you again."

Shi Jin opened the notebook in his hand and placed it on Song Xingli's lap: "Then I'll wait for the rest of my life. If you don't agree in this life, then I will continue in the next life."

Song Xingli looked at Shi Jin speechlessly: "..." He could say that, anyway, he didn't believe it.

Inadvertently lowering his eyes, he saw the contents of the note and was slightly stunned.

I saw the neat and beautiful regular script printed on kraft paper, which looked very formal and solemn, but it read:

—— When we met for the first time, my name is Shi Jin. I am a mute who loves Song Xingli deeply but can't speak.

Uncontrollable feelings surged up in the heart, and the eyes outlined these words, as if they were deeply engraved in his mind.

With a 'snap', he closed the notebook with a blank expression on his face.

Throwing the notebook back to Shi Jin like a hot potato:

"roll."

The well-behaved mute suddenly spoke, which was very frightening.

Shi Jin's eyes fell on Song Xingli's reddened ears, he smiled and did not speak again.

It doesn't matter, it will take time for the mute to learn to speak, and he will study hard.

I hope that on Song Xingli's birthday, he can say something nicer, so that Song Xingli can smile at him.

The author has something to say: Shi Jin: When we met for the first time, my name is Shi Jin. I am a mute who loves Song Xingli deeply but can't speak.From today onwards, I, dumb, will voluntarily join the Chasing Wife Crematorium and the Shura Field, study hard, and start a new life.If I can't recover, I'll end up in the palace.

Song Xingli: You come from the palace.

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