Chapter 273: A Breakup That Can't Be Broken Up
In the brightly lit streetside Western restaurant, melodious piano music jumps like a fairy in every corner.
Qian Xiaomo and Lian Ronglin sat by the window, and on the square table were two plates of sirloin steak, but the two pairs of knives and forks were placed coldly on the tablecloth, and no one had moved. A dim openwork paper lamp on the table, scattering petals falling on the rose-scented candle on the side, the candle flame flickered, and the fragrance was overflowing, but the faces of the two did not look like a couple coming on a date at all.
The waitresses who passed by couldn't help but look at them a few more times, because Lian Ronglin was handsome.
"Is that guy his girlfriend? Looks like they're arguing..."
"Isn't it better to break up...... We have a chance..."
"You really are. I just saw a more handsome guy over there, a man, single......"
The two waiters gossiped in various pieces, and their eyes fell on another cold silhouette.
He ordered only one cup of coffee, which went from hot to cold, and he didn't even take a sip.
A pair of sharp and deep eyes fell on Qian Xiaomo and Lian Ronglin's bodies, looking at the kid suddenly reached out and held Qian Xiaomo's hand, his bones were distinct, his five fingers clenched into fists and creaked... If it weren't for Qian Xiaomo withdrawing his hand in the next second, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would have smashed this store...
Lei Ming couldn't hear what they were talking about, just now in the central square, Lian Ronglin only said to Qian Xiaomo, "I want to talk to you", so the location of the conversation was shifted here. Lei Ming chose to give them space to talk alone, but his heart was uneasy, suffering from gains and losses, every second was torment and torture, it seemed that one of their conversations was a sentence of Lei Ming's lifelong happiness.
He tried his best to hold back the impulse in his heart, and the green tendons on the back of his hand revealed his turbulent and impatient heart.
It didn't take long for Qian Xiaomo to get up slowly, and the conversation was over.
"If it weren't for your family coming to me, when would you be going to sue me?"
Lian Ronglin smiled a little bitterly, "I originally planned to evaporate from the world, and you will never know." β
Qian Xiaomo's heart trembled, and she felt a faint pain, this pain was not because of love, but because of sighing.
"Okay, your flower messenger is here, and the next person to talk about is you."
Lian Ronglin Yushu stood up in the wind, slightly tilted his chin and toes proudly looked at Lei Ming who was striding towards the meteor.
Qian Xiaomo lowered her eyelashes slightly and said from the bottom of her heart: "I'm sorry." β
Lian Ronglin's chest shook, and the laughter that was forced to twist instantly collapsed at this moment.
His eyes fell on Qian Xiaomo's body sluggishly, the fingers hanging beside him were twitching involuntarily, he wanted to hug her into his arms, but the person who was holding Qian Xiaomo's shoulder with one hand at this moment was the man who even Ronglin was most unwilling to admit defeat but had to admire and envy, Lei Ming.
"Xiaomo has nothing to do with your affairs..."
Qian Xiaomo raised her eyes and looked at Lei Ming in astonishment, only to feel that the hand on her shoulder was getting tighter and tighter, as if she wanted her to crush it.
Lian Ronglin still smiled casually, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, "It doesn't matter, she knows it." β
"You want Xiaomo to feel guilty and blame herself for the rest of her life because of you, and remember you for the rest of your life..."Lei Ming's face became more and more ugly.
"There's nothing you can do about it, I'm going back to the hospital, you ...... Talk slowly. β
Lian Ronglin smiled meaningfully, stared at Qian Xiaomo's big eyes full of entanglement and confusion with affection, and then stepped forward, in front of Lei Ming, he leaned over and held up Qian Xiaomo's right hand, and a gentle kiss fell on the back of her hand, and a chill immediately spread throughout her body, Qian Xiaomo was dumbfounded, his kiss was so cold...
"What else do you want?"
Lei Ming roared and grabbed Lian Ronglin's shirt, which made Qian Xiaomo on the side gasp.
Lian Ronglin looked at him with a sneer, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Do you still want to punch me?" Know when I started showing signs of blindness? It was you who burst into my house and punched me. β
Lei Ming frowned, both shocked and surprised, his eyes flickered between Lian Ronglin's eyes, and he could only let go of him.
Lian Ronglin smiled proudly, "It turns out that you will blame yourself too?" β
Without waiting for Lei Ming to speak again, Lian Ronglin looked at Qian Xiaomo with a light smile, "Today is the happiest day of my life, and I will never forget it...... See you tomorrow, Momo, come early..."
When the words landed, Lian Ronglin bypassed Lei Ming, patted him on the shoulder, full of provocation, and walked away.
Lei Ming looked at Qian Xiaomo in front of him half puzzled and half surprised, "What did you promise him?" β
"He was reluctant to go to the United States for treatment."
ββ¦β¦ So? β
"I promised him that I would go to the hospital to take care of him."
ββ¦β¦ What about time? There's got to be a deadline..."
"Well, it could be a week, it could be ten days and a half a month, it could be ......"
"Enough..."
Lei Ming helplessly covered his forehead with one hand, crossed his waist with the other, swayed his body from side to side, and suddenly slapped his angry palm on the square table beside him, and the ornaments on the table jumped up in fright, and the waitress on the side was about to come up to talk, and they were all trembling and stunned in place.
Qian Xiaomo knew that he would be angry, and he was already prepared in his heart, but he still couldn't control the trembling of his body.
"Ming...... I ......"
Lei Ming didn't give her any chance to speak at all, and suddenly held her head with both hands and kissed it, releasing his forbearance, his wildness and his desire, domineering as if no one was around. The waitresses looked at each other, everyone blushed, and the female customers at the next table all showed envious and jealous looks, making their male companions impotent and unattractive for a moment.
Lei Ming kissed deeply, and after a long time, he let go of her.
Qian Xiaomo's lipstick has been smeared into a flower, and the faintly swollen and painful lips are so crispy that there seems to be an electric current left.
"If I told you not to go, you'd still go, wouldn't you?" Lei Ming's breath was tinged with the disorder of fascination.
Qian Xiaomo's heart was beating wildly, but she could only nod silently.
ββ¦β¦ In the past, you were cute and naΓ―ve, but you are much cuter than now. Lei Ming smiled bitterly and staggered back half a step.
Qian Xiaomo bit the corner of her lip, stepped forward and took his hand with both hands, staring at his pupils with blazing eyes, "Ming, I just want you to know, I love you... Nothing has changed, and no one can change... Between Rong Lin and me, there is affection but not love. I just want to take care of him and make up for the debt I owe to him in my heart, so that I can truly love you without any worries and believe in me. β
Looking at each other, Lei Ming was silent.
He is selfish, absolutely absolutely selfish.
He is possessive, absolutely absolute possession.
Qian Xiaomo stared at him expectantly, waiting, waiting, her eyes were so pitiful.
There is a book that says, "It is not easy for a person who is too soft-hearted to be happy, and it makes her sick in her heart when others hurt her or she hurts others." "Qian Xiaomo is sick now, seriously ill, seriously ill, terminally ill...
The western restaurant was unusually quiet, and there was no sound of knives and forks, only melodious piano music lingering in their ears.
This time, Qian Xiaomo didn't turn around and left, and it was Lei Ming who left.
Her hands were still stiff in the air, there was still his temperature in the palms, and his breath on her lips, but a gust of wind blew, taking away all her attachment and reluctance, in front of her, in her arms, empty, there was no one.
The surroundings began to be noisy and busy again. Dating to eat, serving to refill, everyone has their own world.
In Qian Xiaomo's world, only the back of him turning away was left, and the singing voice of a woman in his ear.
Later, Qian Xiaomo learned that the name of this song ...... "Breakup That Can't Be Broken Up...... It seems to foreshadow a story of helplessness. In the end, Qian Xiaomo stepped on her singing and left, leaving behind the bitterness of fragmentation all over the ground.
"I can't forget your clear smile, which brightens up our every day. Disappearing breaths, hurried tears, tormenting my countenance. My lover...... Try to wash away the dust from the mirror with the blue moonlight. The sleeping years, the dew of the dawn, adorn my face. My lover...... Don't part. Let's love again, back to the day we parted, my love......"
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The next day, when Li Qianya covered Qian Xiaomo with a blanket, Qian Xiaomo woke up.
"Mob? You are...... Did you come too early, or didn't you go back last night? β
Qian Xiaomo sat up sleepily, she had nowhere to go after leaving the western restaurant last night, and came to Qian's mother's ward in a leisurely manner, she didn't feel sleepy all night, but after all, she couldn't stay up and was tired, and she fell asleep hazy at dawn.
"Mom?" Qian Xiaomo found out that Qian's mother was not in the hospital bed.
"Auntie went for a routine checkup, seeing that you are tired, Auntie doesn't want to wake you up."
"Oh."
Qian Xiaomo rubbed her eyes and stood up, Li Qianya was preparing breakfast for Qian's mother.
"I'm going to wash my face."
"Go, go, go......"
Qian Xiaomo turned around and went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, looked at herself with a wolf face in the mirror, remembered Lei Ming last night, her chest was so painful, she plunged into the cold water, her whole body trembled with excitement, and her brain seemed to calm down.
When she opened the door to go out, a black shadow pressed down, and Qian Xiaomo suddenly stiffened again.
"I was about to wash my hands when I didn't expect you to be in there."
Lian Ronglin raised his hand and smiled warmly, but he was wearing a hospital gown.
Qian Xiaomo was stunned, she obviously slept in Qian's mother's ward last night, why did it become Lian Ronglin's ward as soon as she opened and closed the door? Could it be that she had been dreaming all along?
ββ¦β¦ Why are you here? β
"I'm here to visit Qian's mother..."
Qian Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, she thought she was supernatural.
Lian Ronglin pointed to the hospital gown on his body and said with a smile: "I'm transferred to the hospital, you don't have to worry about taking care of me and no one to take care of Qian's mother, how about it, I've thought it through, right?" β
"Is that good? This hospital is not an authority on ophthalmology and brain. β
Lian Ronglin shrugged his shoulders indifferently, took Qian Xiaomo's hand and put it on his left eye, "I'm afraid of the darkness because I can't see you anymore." And now, I am mentally prepared, I just want to see you one more time while I am not completely blind, and I will see you one more day. I want to know that you're still with me......"
When I leave, I won't have any regrets.
Lian Ronglin swallowed the second half of the sentence in his mouth, and just quietly felt the hot temperature of Qian Xiaomo's right palm.
In Qian Xiaomo's eyes, the corners of his lips are still sunny and heroic, just like when I first saw him.
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