20. There is a knife hanging over his head
He Mingyuan's throat seemed to be suddenly screwed on the valve, and he couldn't make a sound for a long time.
Shen Qingyin hesitated.
"Miss Shen, Rong Shao commanded, you are still his belongings, if he finds out that you have not kept it well, he will settle accounts with you at that time!" The man's respectful words did not affect Shen Qingyin's tone when he said this.
Damn, you're the object, your whole family is the object!
After a bunch of slaps and then finding the best doctor to treat him, this Rong Yan is really sick.
The snake spirit is sick, and it is terminally ill.
She cursed in her heart, but her body obediently followed the nurse and left.
Although she wasn't going to eat with her face, she didn't want to be disfigured either, her bones were soft and not so hard.
He Mingyuan followed silently, wanting to pay the fee, but was told by the nurse that the Rong family was the largest shareholder of the hospital.
After a series of complicated examinations, Shen Qingyin smeared a large amount of imported expensive ointment on his face, took anti-inflammatory water, and fell asleep on the snow-white big bed.
And the bodyguard-looking man disappeared after the errand.
She had a dream.
"Qingyin, come up!" the boy took her by the hand and led her up to the boulder at the top of the mountain.
The sun was already erupting in the brilliant morning glow ocean, and Shen Qingyin was so shocked by this beautiful scenery that he almost lost his breath.
"Hey, we'll watch the sunset in the evening before we go down!" she reached out and tugged at the sleeve of the boy standing beside her.
The boy turned his face, and he was smiling with an eyebrow raised.
Yes!
She woke up from her dream, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, it turned out that she had slept all afternoon, and it was dark outside.
Her hand hung down on the side of the bed, the red marks left by the hard grip, and the faint smell of tobacco floated in the air.
She remembered that He Mingyuan was a non-smoker.
"Yinyin, are you awake?" He Mingyuan took out the takeaway he had just delivered and put it on the table.
Her face was swollen like a pig's head, and she had to eat some liquids.
Shen Qingyin didn't cry out for pain or coquettishness, and ate with small bites of grinning teeth.
Sometimes, he doesn't think she is like a twenty-year-old girl, she is stoic and strong, she never complains, she is strong and fickle, and she seems to have a thousand faces.
"Yinyin, I know that the family you tutored has left, if you are short of money, you can tell me......" Seeing that she had almost eaten, He Mingyuan said.
"Teacher He, you have helped me enough, I can't trouble you anymore, you are 30 years old this year, and you should save some money to marry a wife and raise children. Shen Qingyin put down the spoon and wiped his mouth with a tissue.
Again, she was always so calm, drawing the distance between the two.
"Yinyin, you know my mind, so many years ......"
"Teacher He!" Shen Qingyin abruptly accentuated his tone, stopping him from saying the rest of the story.
The ward was extremely quiet for a while, only the faint roar of the air conditioner was heard, and it took a long time for He Mingyuan to ask in a astringent voice: "Have you not forgotten Meng Chen?"
This name, which was sealed by himself, was peeled off like this, and Shen Qingyin only felt a chill in his heart for a while, as if he was walking alone on the frozen wasteland, lonely.
"It's just a person who had a little affection for me when I was a child, and I can't talk about anything I will never forget. The tears had dried up since the moment he left, and the glassy eyes were dry and dry, and there was no trace of tears, but the sadness in her heart spread rapidly.
The two stayed together and had nothing to say, Shen Qingyin really didn't want to face the man's affectionate gaze, so he took He Mingyuan away on the grounds that he was not worried that his sister was at home alone.
Speaking of which, the two sisters have known He Mingyuan for six years, and Shen Qingyi relies even more on He Mingyuan than on her sister.
Sister Cat learned about her tragic experience from the arrogant Sasha, and came to the hospital to see her, and blamed herself.
Only then did Shen Qingyin know that Sister Mao's family conditions were very good, and she was also very familiar with the boss of Miye, no wonder people from all walks of life gave her a little thin noodles.
"This is the fifth year!" Sister Cat said abruptly.
"What?"
"He probably won't show up, I set myself five years to wait for him, and I'm about to be free!"
Women are really the strangest animals.
Sister Cat just met the man twice in the night and fell in love. I heard that men often come to play at night, and I found a boss to come in to work, but I didn't expect the man to disappear since then.
Sister Cat took advantage of her to go to the toilet and left a big red envelope under her pillow and then slipped away.
In the end, she is young and has a good foundation, after lying in bed for a few days, her face has basically disappeared, she can't wait to be discharged from the hospital, if she can, she hopes not to step into the hospital in her life.
There was a knife hanging over his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.
However, Shen Qingyin adheres to the truth that there is wine today and drunk today, and the classroom, library, night and home are still four points and one line, and try to make herself happy every day.
That wasn't enough to break down.
It happened to be Sunday, and it was also the day when the female pianist on the poster publicly accepted disciples.