What should I do if my boyfriend keeps forcing me to update?

Today is really a beautiful day, Ling Jun is lazily lying on the table, enjoying the sunbath.

On the other side, Qi Huai is working hard and concentrating on his work.

"BOSS." Yu Fang bent down and put a document on the desk, and finally stood aside.

Qi Huai put down the pen in his hand, picked up the document Yu Fang handed over, and glanced at it roughly.

Soon, he seemed to have discovered something again, and his eyes became colder.

"It seems that someone can't sit still."

Qi Huai threw the document on the table and made a "bang".

Ling Jun, who was lying on the table, only turned his head to look at the sound when he heard the voice, and finally withdrew his gaze without being affected at all.

There are always people who don't have eyes.

Yu Fang stood quietly aside, he raised his glasses, his face was expressionless, but a stream of light flashed across his eyes behind the lenses.

"Take action." Qi Huai dropped a sentence, twisted his fingers, and his tone was full of sarcasm.

"Okay." Yu Fang nodded, ready to follow the original plan agreed with Qi Huai.

Suddenly, the phone in his jacket pocket vibrated.

Yu Fang took out his mobile phone and looked at the news on it, a rare shock appeared on his face.

He looked at Qi Huai who was sitting behind the desk, hesitantly, but he still walked to the other side and showed Qi Huai the message on it.

Qi Huai's expression was very calm, even a bit too calm.

His pupils are constantly expanding and shrinking, changing constantly, but the corners of his mouth rise uncontrollably, making him extremely scary.

Sensing an unknown evil aura, Ling Jun, who was lying leisurely, suddenly became furious, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and his eyes widened.

He turned his head slowly, and saw someone who was about to blacken at any time and destroy the world.

!!!

What happened!Wasn't it fine just now? !

Ling Jun scrambled to the front of Qi Huai, his face was full of worry, and he shouted anxiously.

"Cuckoo? Cuckoo!"

Qi Huai didn't respond at all, the smile on his face became more and more "bright", and the arc of the corner of his mouth continued to expand.

Even the surrounding scenery is constantly changing, both virtual and real, sometimes blurred like a large mosaic of whiteness, but there are colorful small spots of light in it.

Sometimes it is too clear, and the color seems to be scorched. Although it is dull gray, it is also so gorgeous at this time that it makes people palpitate.

The light and shadow are constantly changing, and the world seems to tremble violently at this moment.

I peck me peck me peck!

Ling Jun kept pecking at Qi Huai's hand, but the other party never responded.

At the end, the back of Qi Huai's hand was already dotted with scarlet, which looked extremely dazzling on his fair skin.

In the end, there was really no other way, Ling Jun jumped up and bit his lips.

"..."

Shouldn't there be a plot where a hero saves the beauty at this time? !Are all fairy tales deceitful?

Ling Jun was silent.

God, what the hell is going on with this...

Ling Jun was almost dying of anxiety, he was flying left and right, scurrying around on the desk in the room, trying to find a solution.

If only I could be human.

For some reason, this idea suddenly appeared in Ling Jun's mind, and as time went by, it became more and more intense.

Yes, if only I could be human.

Suddenly, Ling Jun felt his body heat up, as if being burned by fire.

In the next second, Qi Huai was hugged into a warm embrace.

He was originally in a pitch-black darkness, except for the biting cold, there was nothing around him, and there was no sound.

Qi Huai was like a doll abandoned in the abyss, his eyes were empty, and there was no figure in his eyes.

What was that feeling like?What was that feeling like?It was as if he had lost the awareness of his own existence.

Am I still me?Am I really me?

He stood quietly in the darkness, letting the silence swallow him up.

However, light came through.

That ray of light pierced the darkness, carrying a courageous enthusiasm, illuminating his whole world.

Qi Huai, who was standing there, was stimulated by the light and squinted his eyes. His eyes leaked physiological tears due to the slight tingling sensation, but Qi Huai, just like before, did not avoid, but went straight. greeted him.

The heat alone would burn, but he still didn't want to let go.

The moment the light is in your hands, you will never let it go.

Qi Huai walked out of the dark barrier slowly following the direction of the light.

Ling Jun rubbed Qi Huai's cheek, his movements were full of affection.

When Qi Huai's consciousness was slightly awake, when he came back to his senses, what he met was someone's eyes full of anxiety.

The slight tingling sensation around his mouth made his meaning clearer, but the strongest sense of existence was the man's breath lingering around him.

Qi Huai, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, and would not change his expression even when the sky fell, let go of all his sharpness at this moment.

He leaned on Ling Jun's chest and closed his eyes wearily.

Many, many, many flashed through my mind, but they all disappeared in the next second, leaving only bits and pieces of afterglow.

Qi Huai was a little tired. In fact, he had been very tired all the time, but he had no one to rely on, so he could only walk away on this road by himself.

And now, he could finally allow himself to show all his unbearable and cowardice beside this person in front of him.

A black car stopped at the entrance of the hospital, Ling Jun and Qi Huai got out of the car one after another.

At the door of the ward, Qi Yun squatted on the ground, exuding a decadent aura.

His head was in a mess, and he couldn't believe it, how could a nice person...

But it was undeniable that there was still a hint of secret pleasure in his heart.

A pair of black leather shoes appeared in his sight, Qi Yun raised his head, and saw Qi Huai's usual expressionless face and Ling Jun behind him.

"Are you dead?"

Qi Huai asked this sentence straightforwardly, without any mercy, and also, the people inside were not qualified to talk about the word "feeling" in front of him.

"Soon." Qi Yun said with a vicissitudes of laughter and relief.

Looking at his half-brother in front of him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He has no qualifications to persuade the other party to forgive, let alone he can't forgive himself.

But Qi Yun remembered what his mother said when she was dying, "Don't hate".

He knew that what his mother meant was not to tell him not to hate his father, but not to let hatred destroy him.

Qi Yun stood up from the ground, and smiled weakly, "You shouldn't be here."

Why do you want to come here?Things have passed, why should we stick ourselves to the past and not let ourselves go.

Qi Huai didn't make a sound, but walked straight into the ward.

"Brother..." Qi Yun said aloud.

His tone was a bit astringent, with a hint of comfort in it, "It's over."

it's already over.

Qi Huai's footsteps paused, he didn't agree or refute, but stepped forward and walked in.

Qi Yun behind him smiled, he knew that the other party had listened.

Ling Jun stood where he was, thinking whether he should go in, he felt that Qi Huai needed him at this time, but he was afraid of disturbing his time to solve things alone.

"Go in." Qi Yun tilted his head and said, "But I didn't admit you."

Qi Yun's tone was full of the meaning of children fighting for favor, and the last sentence was not like an explanation, but more like a self-deceiving soliloquy.

Ling Jun was not offended by the other party's attitude, he smiled and patted Qi Yun's shoulder.

This guy is like this no matter where he is.

When Ling Jun walked into the room, he saw such a picture. Qi Huai stood silently by the hospital bed. The man on the bed was very thin, with some white hair growing on his temples, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken.

Qi Huai stood there without saying a word, looking down at this man, as if he wanted to find the shadow of the former youth from his face.

It's a pity that all the brilliance of the other party seems to have disappeared with the passage of time, leaving only this man who is breathing weakly and seems to be leaving this world at any time.

Qi Huai felt Ling Jun's presence, and he turned his head to glance, but didn't speak.

Ling Jun walked up to him, and tightly held Qi Huaiweiliang's fingers, trying to transfer his strength to him.

Leaning his head on the person behind him, Qi Huai watched quietly for a while, then pulled Ling Jun out of the ward.

Before seeing his former father, Qi Huai actually had a lot to say, he wanted to ask him if he regretted it, even if it was just for a second.

Does he want to ask the other party to feel guilty?For the two women who I have failed all my life.

He wanted to ask a lot, but when he saw the dying man on the hospital bed, he suddenly felt boring.

The man who used to be one-sided, majestic and majestic has now turned into a man who even needs to be assisted by a machine to breathe.

It's boring, it's really boring.

Looking at Qi Yun standing outside the ward, Qi Huai raised his hand hesitantly, and gently put it on the other's head.

Qi Yun's eyes were shining brightly. He liked this outstanding brother since he was a child, but due to his embarrassing status, he couldn't get too close to him.

Looking at the other party's adoring eyes, Qi Huai's eyes were in a trance for a moment. He seemed to recall that when he was a child, he thought of that gentle and watery woman.

For his mother, Qi Huai doesn't have any clear concept, his only impression is his blood mother, looking at him madly, holding his hand tightly, let himself remember this moment, and then turned around desperately jumping figure.

The other party did indeed, even after so many years, he still saw the scene of that day when he dreamed back at midnight.

From that day on, he learned to hate, learned to resent every person and thing that appeared.

Qi Yun's mother was innocent, she didn't know that man's ugly face, she was only seduced by his gentle words of love and full of lies.

But this does not prevent little Qi Huai from hating her and hating her.

Because the gene of resentment has been deeply engraved in his bones, he doesn't know what else he can do except hate.

But unexpectedly, Qi Huai really didn't feel any disgust towards the other party, even though he always told himself that he should hate this woman who occupied his mother's position.

In fact, the other party seemed to have crushed the tenderness to the bone, her eyes seemed to always be tolerant of everything, and there was nothing but tranquility at a glance.

Of course, the most gentle people are often the most unfeeling.

When he knew the truth of the matter, the other party took Qi Yun and turned away without hesitation, leaving only a determined figure behind.

But why is it that good people don't get rewarded?

The other party died of illness on that winter day, on the day that he met the man who made him suffer for most of his life.

Qi Huai had met her before, and he had already let go of the grudges in his heart, and regarded her as a relative.

She took Qi Huai's hand, and said softly: "Emotions are the most uncontrollable thing, knowing the result, but still reluctant to let go. But sometimes, we will make a choice after all, because the wrong one is still wrong after all. Although this It doesn’t mean that everything that used to be is non-existent, but our heart will tell us the result of our choice”

Qi Huai didn't bother to ask the other party if she still loves that man.

Yes, how can decades of feelings be let go easily?

But the wrong thing is still wrong. This is a gentle woman, but a gentle person can't tolerate sand in his eyes.

When she knew that her superficial happiness was based on lies, and even trampled on the happiness of others, no matter how sweet the happiness was, it turned into a deadly rape at this moment.

Qi Huai left, and the moment he walked out of the door, he seemed to let go completely, breaking free from the shackles that bound him.

Still holding the hand of the person beside me, I feel that the front is full of sunshine.