Companion Growers

That night, Yu Ke had a simple meal and went to a lawyer to conduct a property appraisal and transfer. When he walked out of the law firm, a few pieces of light paper in his hand had already dumped hundreds of millions of property on his shoulders. .

From this moment on, he is no longer the owner of a small flower shop, but a rich man worth hundreds of millions, but why can't he feel a little happy, why can't he stop crying?

Yu Ke held the few pieces of paper into his palm, squatted his thin body under the dim streetlight at the end of winter and hugged himself tightly.

"I can buy you whatever you like, you can't let me go." Yu Ke whimpered softly with red eyes, his shoulders kept shaking.

The cold winter of minus [-] degrees swept away all the warmth that could not be retained, and cruelly deprived even one percent of what remained in my heart.

Yu Ke squatted under the dimming streetlight for a long time, until his legs were numb, and his body was so cold that it seemed to be pierced into countless thorns. He finally understood that there was no so-called better road at all, and he only had one road. Walking is the one you choose, no matter how painful or painful it is, you can't stop halfway.

Early the next morning, Yu Ke lay peacefully on the hospital bed after completing various physical examinations, but his eyes kept looking at the light blue door, he longed for the figure of that man to appear like a terminally ill person Longing for a dose of medicine to bring the dead back to life.

"Don't be nervous, try to maintain a happy mood." The nurse helped him fill out his personal information on the hospital bed, and soon several doctors came in and pushed him out.

Yu Ke tried his best to pull a smile, but his bloodless lips and cold fingers reminded him that he was afraid.

The distance from the elevator to the operating room was less than 100 meters, and the entire corridor was so quiet that Yu Ke could only hear his own rapid heartbeat and the sound of the universal wheels rolling under the hospital bed.

Endless white covered all the world in his eyes, even the bright red heart was broken into countless white rose petals, which disappeared without a trace when the wind blows.

"Deng" The electric door of the operating room made a slight sound, isolating everything outside.

He didn't come.

Yu Ke bit his lower lip and slowly closed his eyelids, the teardrops that slipped out of the corners of his eyes were silently hidden in the soft hair beside his ears.

"How long do you want to drink?" Qi Rui, who woke up from a sleep, cast a disgusted look at Fu Xu who was still sitting decadently by the window.

There were at least three more empty wine bottles on the ground. The man's face was slightly drunk, his eyes were a little blurred, he rubbed his temples vaguely and said, "What time is it?"

Qi Rui narrowed his eyes dangerously, walked to Fu Yuxu's side step by step, bent down to pick up an empty wine bottle from the ground, slammed it on the edge of the table without warning, and slashed at Fu Yuxu's face in the next second.

The sharp glass tip glowed with a cold silver light, and Fu Xuxu was startled, his face turned pale with fright, his whole body subconsciously leaned back, but he and the chair fell back hard.

"You're crazy!" The man yelled as he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Qi Rui raised the corners of his lips and sneered, and said contemptuously, "Are you afraid? Then do you know how scared Yu Ke was when he was lying alone on the cold operating table?"

Fu Yuexu watched his eyes darken bit by bit, and finally raised a hand to cover his eyes.

How could he not know?

A slight stabbing pain suddenly came from the arm, and the blood from the wound was not deep but condensed into a thin line and slowly left.

Qi Rui stood up and threw away the blood-stained bottle and looked at him condescendingly, "Does it hurt? This little pain can't compare to one ten-thousandth of Yu Ke's body being cut open by a scalpel!"