Facing scumbags, I choose BE

A month passed in silence.

In this war without gunpowder, Chu Qing and the Lin family fought silently for a month.

The turmoil in the stock market involves interests at various levels.

In the end, neither of the two was a winner.

evening.

S urban area, inside a high-end apartment.

Jing Huan is in a light sleep.

He has become more and more lethargic recently, and he has no energy in his body, and he feels full after eating three or two bites.

The figure is getting thinner and thinner.

He drank a bowl of clear soup and millet porridge for dinner just now, took some medicine, and fell asleep involuntarily in bed.

balcony.

"Brother." Lin Yiran said in a low voice.

"You son of a bitch, what the hell did you provoke Chu Qing?" His brother Lin Yunruo almost wanted to stab him with a knife, but Chu Qing called him a month ago and said that the Lin family had touched his things.

At that time, he didn't care about it. Not long after, the company began to be attacked by the Chu family.

A month passed, not to mention making money, he almost made him unable to slow down and get up again.

But the other party didn't lose anything good.

This is a practice that harms others and does not benefit oneself, but I don't want to know what I will do.

Only then did he remember what he said before, the Lin family moved his things.

After discovering Lin Yiran's attendance investigation, he felt that something was wrong.

Lin Yiran smiled lowly: "It's nothing, he doesn't know how to cherish it himself, but no one snatches it on purpose."

If he knew how to cherish the people around him, how could Jing Huan be where he is today?

He himself is to blame for trampling on others' love at will, and now he regrets wanting to pick it up again as a treasure in his hands, how can there be such a good thing in the world.

After being hurt, you can laugh it off and go back to the past.

The two had a brief conversation on the phone.

Finally, he hung up the phone.

There was a gloomy feeling in his heart, Chu Qing was really despicable, to actually extend his devil's claws like their family.

But with Lin Yunruo, Chu Qing himself didn't get any good.

He put away the phone and walked inside the house.

He found that Jing Huan had woken up and was looking at him without blinking.

Lin Yiran was stunned: "Are you going to sleep?"

Jing Huan looked at him for a while, with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "Did I implicate you?"

He had heard their conversation just now.

Now he was a light sleeper, and even the slightest movement could wake him up.

Been more sensitive lately

"He, did you make things difficult for you?" Jing Huan's voice was hoarse, and it was difficult for him to speak.

He knows what kind of person Chu Qing is, who provoked him, and now he can swallow it in one gulp?

It must have been difficult for them.

Jing Huan felt sorry for Lin Yiran.

Lin Yiran came over and shook his face: "It's okay, our family is not vegetarian, he is amazing, but my brother is not bad either."

Then he paused and lowered his voice: "He, it's not easy either." '

As she spoke, she lifted him up and raised the pillow behind her so that he could half lean against the side of the bed.

Jing Huan coughed twice: "I know him, and he will definitely not stop here."

Now Chu Qing, whoever annoys him, he will definitely chase S to the end.

Although Lin Yiran said it easily, he still felt sorry in his heart.

"Drink saliva, Runrun." Lin Yiran had already brought the ceramic cup over and handed it to him.

Jing Huan took it and took two sips.

"The friend I contacted over there will come over this week, um—"

"No accident, the operation will be performed next week." Lin Yiran said in a low voice.

Now Jing Huan is getting weaker and weaker from chemotherapy, and her black hair has been lost in the day-to-day torture.

Except for going to the hospital, he hardly ever goes out recently. Even when he goes out, he is tightly wrapped, with a hat on his head, and his face can hardly be seen except for his eyes.

Lin Yiran was inexplicably distressed when he saw it, and he just watched more and more haggard all by himself.

There was nothing he could do.

"Yeah." Jing Huan nodded after hearing this thoughtfully.

Surgery is probably the last leg, right?

If you don't do well, you will stay on the stage forever, be covered with a white cloth, and disappear completely in this world.

Thinking about it carefully, he still has a lot of places to play.

Although going out to relax for a month or two is more comfortable than shutting up in Chu Qing and his villa before, but when he really thought of death, he still couldn't help feeling melancholy.

I still have a lot of things I haven't done, and I haven't had time to do it.

"Keep a good attitude. I understand this disease. It's okay to delay the operation for a few years." Lin Yiran comforted.

He will not participate in this operation. The people on the stage are his thoughts. He is afraid that he will not be able to bear the emotional outburst on the operating table.

"When you have rested after the operation, we will go to a place farther away and have fun."

Lin Yiran suddenly began to describe it vividly: "We climbed the unfinished mountains again, and tasted all the delicacies we haven't eaten, but we are not in S city anymore. There are many interesting things outside, let's have a little Go at one o'clock."

There was a smile on Jing Huan's lips, and his eyes suddenly brightened a lot.

The outside world must be beautiful and vast.

Does he really have the chance to go?

Seeing that what Lin Yiran said was so true, he began to lose his mind and yearn for it for a while.

It would be great if what Lin Yiran said was true. After he rested after the operation, he could go to other places again. That must be the happiest thing in his life.

After a long time, Jing Huan said gently: "In the future, the person who meets you will be very lucky."

After getting along these days, he knew that Lin Yiran was a good man.

It's a pity that he and I were born at the wrong time, and the relationship that came out halfway was not a blessing for him.

Lin Yiran stopped suddenly, his eyes lingering on his face: "In the future, I don't know if I will like others."

Jing Huan listened: "Yes, there will be better people for you to meet again, and you will have a more perfect life." Instead of wasting your time here every day, accompany him, a dying person.

"I think the person I'm most sorry for is you. We have nothing, but let you do so much for me here." Jing Huan had some sadness in his eyes.

According to common sense, the person who appeared here should not be Lin Yiran.

But the person in my heart has long been changed beyond recognition, and his life should not be measured by common sense.

So now, at this moment, under the dim light, the two of them can't use normal thinking to see.

"I did it voluntarily, you don't have to bear any burden." Lin Yiran looked at him for a while, then said hoarsely.

He is an adult and knows what he wants. His father almost scolded him to death on the phone, but he still insists on his own, just to be worthy of what he thinks in his heart.

Helping Jing Huan is also fulfilling himself.

"I can't give you anything, and I am destined to owe you. Just thinking about it makes my conscience uneasy." Jing Huan said really seriously, what else can I give to you with this ruined body?

Now he even needs Lin Yiran to help him get out of bed, let alone other things.

If he is a healthy person, he can still use his body to repay, but now, every time he lies down, he feels like his body is about to fall apart, how can he give people pleasure?

He just can't do anything now.

She is no longer the high-spirited Jing Huan she was before.

Once the mood changes, everything changes.

Lin Yiran couldn't help but go up and hug him in his arms.

In fact, after so many days, he has long wanted to do this, and he has thought about even more extreme things, but he held back when he saw Jing Huan's body.

He was extremely careful and gentle when he held people in his arms.

But he felt extremely fulfilled inside.

It is such a wonderful thing to hold someone you like in your arms.

He really wanted to hold him tightly like this forever.

Jing Huan didn't struggle, he knew that he had nothing, if Lin Yiran hugged himself to make him feel comfortable, then he would give him a hug.

It's been a long time since I had a warm embrace to keep me warm.

It's such a long-lost feeling, Chu Qing hugged herself like this before.

But thinking about it now, the feeling between them is completely different, Lin Yiran's embrace is more gentle and tolerant, clearly a little domineering for me.

I don't know how long I hugged like this, Jing Huan saw the white belly slowly appearing outside the window, and the sky was about to brighten.

He slowly closed his eyes, so tired that he couldn't help but want to take a good sleep.

Lin Yiran looked at Jing Huan who had completely closed his eyes, laid him down, covered him with a quilt,

Go to the kitchen and start cooking.

Jing Huan woke up later and had to eat.

He can't eat the strong taste now, so he went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and found it was empty.

Thinking of cooking him a bowl of porridge with fresh shrimp, carrots and millet. He has lost a lot of weight recently. It is time to give him a good supplement, which is also good for the operation.

Lin Yiran changed his clothes, looked at the bed again, and went out.

the other side.

"Mr. Chu, we have already found out the addresses of Mr. Jing Huan and the other. However, they rarely come out. Basically, during this time, they only go to one place - the hospital."

Chu Qing listened to the reply letter from the private detective he sent out.

He was wholeheartedly dealing with the Lin family in City A, and he didn't have time to go to Jing Huan's place, but he needed to know what Jing Huan had been doing during this time.

Originally, the detective told him to go to the hospital a few times, but he didn't take it seriously. Now, for more than a month, they almost went to the hospital when they left home, which made him feel bad.

Who goes to the doctor?

Lin Yiran?Jing Huan?

Lin Yiran was originally a doctor, and he suddenly remembered that the Lin Yiran he had investigated before was a doctor, and he was an expert in serious diseases.

Chu Qing's heart beat wildly.

Jing Huan told him that he was not feeling well before and went to the hospital to see a doctor.

At that time, he thought that Jing Huan had a fever and a cold, so he didn't care much about it. Now that he thought about it, Lin Yiran was an expert in serious diseases, so what kind of disease did Jing Huan go to the hospital for?

He immediately picked up his coat and ran like home.

Almost ran away all the way.

Back at the hut where they lived, Chu Qing began to search for Jing Huan's case.

Since I have seen a doctor, there must be a case sheet.

He wanted to know what kind of illness Jing Huan was seeing, because there was always a bad thing in his heart that began to churn up and down.

He had been losing his mind in the anger of Jing Huan's betrayal before, and some things were deliberately ignored by him, and now thinking about it, there are many things that are wrong.

The acquaintance between Jing Huan and Lin Yiran is very mysterious.

He turned up and down all the cabinets and tables at home, but he couldn't find Jing Huan's case list.

Feeling more and more wrong in my heart, could it be that he took her away?

However, if it was just a common ailment, why did he take away the case?

Taking out his mobile phone, his hands trembled uncontrollably: "Hello? Check out some hospitals for me."

He used his identity circle to contact the people in the hospital. He wanted to check, and every family went to check Jing Huan's name.

After the phone call, he sat on the sofa and couldn't calm down anymore.

In fact, since Jing Huan left the house, he felt that this place had changed for him.

Every time he came back, he would no longer feel the warmth and warmth of the past, and no one would open the door for him with a smile on his waist in the evening, with a spatula or spoon in his hand. kitchen utensils, with his usual warm voice: "Brother, are you back?"

Then prepare a pair of slippers for him to change in the house, and continue to go back to the kitchen to finish the artwork that he has not fried.

The home of an inch of land full of oily smoke is so warm and harmonious.

Jing Huan likes to cook porridge at night. He mixes five grains such as red dates, longan, lotus seeds, and cooks a bowl of thick rice porridge in a pressure cooker. He is making a few shortbreads and cooking small dishes. The two of them sit around the table By the side, eating slowly and face to face, Chu Qing would tell him about the good things that happened in the company.

Jing Huan surrounded him and listened with gusto.

His thoughts flooded in like a tide, and he realized how heart-warming the days with Jing Huan were.

His clothes never need to be washed by himself. Every time he takes them off and puts them there, it will be a brand new coat when he wears it next time.

Jing Huan always neatly irons all the clothes and puts them where he can get them easily.

Look at the balcony at home, where there are four or five pots of green plants. It seems that since he left, the leaves of these plants have turned yellow, and they no longer have the luster of the past.

The sofa cushions at home, Jing Huan used to change a set every season, and the colors will be different in different seasons.

In winter, the sofa is dark brown. In spring, Jing Huan will change it to a brighter beige, light green and other colors. But now, look again, spring has come, but the sofa is still thick and dark.

Chu Qing suddenly felt a heavy feeling of being out of breath.

He sat on the sofa and stretched out his hand to stroke it carefully. The cushions seemed to have been laid out for too long. When will Jing Huan come back and completely replace them?

His limbs and bones became extremely uncomfortable, as if something was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't pull it out or press it in.

It turns out that after getting used to a person, it is so difficult to accept after he leaves, as if a strand of his soul has been taken away by someone, and it is difficult to become a complete person no matter how incomplete it is.

Chu Qing slowly curled up into a ball, his mind was filled with various voices and images of Jing Huan, and he missed him crazily.

Thinking of Jing Huan's good life, everything about Jing Huan...