After the young master died of leukemia, Mr. Lu went crazy

On the second day of the new year, Lu Ming was admitted to the hospital.

Assistant Chen drove to find him because there was a document that needed to be signed by the boss. He rang the doorbell for a long time but no one came to answer the door.

Lin Xi, who lived in this villa before, found the house for him, so naturally he had a spare key, but he didn't bring it with him.

I had no choice but to make a phone call, but the ringtone came from the second floor.

Worried that something might happen, I contacted the master who opened the lock, and it took half an hour to open the door. I went all the way up to the second floor. As soon as I opened it, there was a smell of alcohol, and I almost vomited.

I forced myself to go in, and saw a person lying in a pile of wine bottles at a glance, turned the person over, and the person was burnt and confused, so he was rushed to the hospital.

Seeing that the person was sent to the emergency room, he called Li Qingyi to inform Li Qingyi that he was the only person who couldn't get acquainted with the president, and the husband and wife would not be able to come back after being abroad for a while.

After the examination, good guy, what alcoholism, stomach bleeding and high fever caused by abdominal infection, he was in a coma for two full days in the hospital before waking up.

During the coma, he kept calling Lin Xi's name. Li Qingyi, who was sitting by the bed and was peeling apples, was almost scratched by his slap, and only when he woke up did he slowly say, "Yes, Lu Ming, this is the way to go." After a few days, I tossed myself into the hospital again, drinking alcohol poisoning, how much do you have to drink? If you want to die so much, just set it on fire, and waste hospital resources to save you!"

Don't look at what he said, when he received Assistant Chen's call, he was so anxious for something, and at the same time he was angry that his brain injury was still not healed, and he came to make trouble again!

Lu Ming was not angry because of this, nor did he respond to his scolding, but remained silent without saying a word.

Li Qingyi looked at his haggard complexion, the blue eyes and his current miserable appearance. He couldn't say what hurt him, sighed, and patted his shoulder: "If you still want to find him, cheer up. If you are like this now, don’t do it before you find someone.”

After a long time, he finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "Can I still find him?"

On the day of Chinese New Year, he had a dream. He dreamed that Lin Xi was walking forward, surrounded by darkness, making people uneasy. In front of him turned into fragments and disappeared around.

This dream gave him a very bad feeling, as if it was telling him something. He desperately wanted to find Lin Xi, and he wanted to see him in a good condition before he could feel at ease.

But he didn't know why after sending so many people, he couldn't find anyone, not even the online consumption records.

Looking at Lu Ming's confused look, he can really empathize with him. When Jiang Le suddenly disappeared, he was also so confused. He can understand this feeling best. He can't see any hope. At this time, he needs affirmative words from others the most.

Li Qingyi: "Yes." He sighed at the same time from the bottom of his heart, he really wanted to die.

One sentence gave him strength again, and a little hope ignited in his eyes,

Looking at his current situation, Li Qingyi chose to keep another possibility in his heart.

Lu Mingshi hated the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, so he insisted on leaving the hospital to recuperate.

He was the only one in the huge villa, and it looked deserted. He opened the refrigerator to cook, but he couldn't find the pot to use after searching around. He thought it should be put somewhere else.

When the room that was originally thought to be a warehouse was opened, there was a studio inside.

What catches the eye is his own portrait.

In the center of the wall is a picture of him looking down and flipping through a book, surrounded by blooming sunflowers.

The walls are covered with portraits, the floor is also scattered with paintbrushes, the paintings all over the room, there are side faces, front faces, players playing basketball, and his expression when he is uncomfortable, all of which shocked him, his heartstrings were plucked, and finally Soft places are touched.

The easel was covered with a white cloth, and the unfinished sketches were drawn apart. The outline of a person was formed by messy lines. At a glance, it was him. Even the facial features were just a few lines, but he just knew it was him. .

He has always known that Lin Xi is good at painting. His previous dream was to become a painter. He likes to go to art exhibitions. He remembers that once he came to him happily, held his hand and asked him if he could accompany him to Paris. When he saw an art exhibition, he looked forward to it at that time, but he finally refused, and he saw the disappointment in his eyes.

Thinking about it now, it hurts so much that they are all tied together.

If time permits, he will definitely go with him. He is free whenever he wants to go, and he supports whatever he wants to do.

It's strange that he didn't care about it at the beginning, but now he can remember exactly when, where, and every move he made, so why was he so perfunctory at the beginning?

Picking up a painting on the ground, the drawing paper is a little yellowed, and the painting is not as delicate as hanging on the wall. There is a line of small characters written at the bottom, and the notes are immature, stroke by stroke, recorded like a diary.

——May 21——

We got married, but he didn't live with me, not happy.

He picked up another sheet with the same words written on it.

—June [-]th—

We had a quarrel today because he didn't take me back to the old house. It's his fault. I won't bow my head first.

--August 25th--

Haven't seen him for a month, miss him.

— April [-]st —

It's my birthday today, but he didn't accompany me. My younger brother's birthday was yesterday, and my parents prepared a banquet for him, and there were many people there.

—January [-]—

Chinese New Year is over, and this year I will spend it alone again, so boring.

He felt that his eyes were so sore, and the pain from his chest made him stretch out his hand to press it, his face suddenly turned pale, and two drops fell on the paper.

He seemed to be able to see how uncomfortable Lin Xi felt when he wrote these words.He didn't want to read any more and closed his eyes.

The panic and fear in his heart suddenly rose, he was afraid, how would he repay the betrayed love of a person.

He seemed to have seen how Lin Xi sat here by himself and drew the same person day after day in the past five years, with all the love in his heart pouring out on each piece of drawing paper.

He fled the room as if fleeing.

Lin Xi, can I still be worthy of your love?

Lu Ming thought that he had never regretted it in his life, but when Lin Xi really left, he left.

He just started to reflect on whether he was wrong?

The purposeful approach from the very beginning was wrong, terribly wrong.

He regretted it.

They shouldn't have failed to maintain their marriage well after they got married.

He knows that Lin Xi loves him so he can hurt him unscrupulously, because he knows that he will not leave.

But he forgot that once love is exhausted, it will bounce back, and the damage you inflict will bounce back to you twice.

He realized that he was really wrong. He just regarded the company of his childhood playmates as liking, but he didn't know that it was just the affection of relatives. No one taught him how to love someone.

From the very beginning, their relationship was unequal, one was too proud and the other was too humble, and it was most tiring not being able to get along with each other.