Chapter 20 Respectful as Guests

Jiang Qiyuan moved out of the Jiang family not long after Shen Nanhe left Hong Kong, went out to live by himself, and stayed alone in the huge duplex apartment, which was empty enough to make people feel a hundred times lonely.

Jiang Qiyuan sat on the sofa, holding his mobile phone, an hour ago, Tang Xinyu called him, saying that Shen Nanhe disappeared after being drunk, he refused to go out to find it, in fact, he didn't even call Shen Nanhe.

For an hour, he maintained this position, not moving a single move, as if even his legs were paralyzed.

He wanted to dial Shen Nanhe's phone countless times, and he also wanted to rush out of the city countless times to find her, he was so worried that something would happen to her, but there was another voice pulling in his heart: Jiang Qiyuan, who are you still her now? She just told you during the day that you shouldn't be involved in the future, and at night you will go out to find someone, do you still think she thinks you are not annoying enough?

In fact, since Shen Nanhe came back this time, Jiang Qiyuan clearly felt that in two years, Shen Nanhe has changed a lot, or rather, she has learned how to cover up and escape, she is no longer the person who pulls out all the thorns on her body, just to be able to hug him better, and now she is more on guard and ready to duel with him at any time, but during the day, the fatigue on Shen Nanhe's face and the disgust in her eyes have clearly declared to Jiang Qiyuan that she doesn't even want to fight now.

She said: I want to try to fall in love with another person......

Jiang Qiyuan held the mobile phone tightly in his hand, tears fell, and they fell on the screen with a click, the screen was lit, and there was a clear picture of a woman's beautiful sleeping face on it, which was Shen Nanhe's, Jiang Qiyuan secretly took a picture while Shen Nanhe was asleep.

Shen Nanhe is right, he is selfish, he doesn't know how to love at all, even when others use all their strength to love him, he is also a high appearance, he is used to being the king and hegemon in his world, and now, she is no longer willing to grovel in his world, she wants to leave him, or even leave his world.

But Shen Nanhe was only half right, Jiang Qiyuan in the past, as Shen Nanhe said, he was a complete bastard, but now, he has changed, two years of longing and sleeplessness tossing and turning every night, finally let him know that some feelings, from the very beginning, have been doomed, no matter how much strength he used, he wanted to stop it, but in the end he found that deliberately avoiding it was just hurting the other party and suffering himself.

Time is indeed the most helpless existence, a few years of time, the status of the change, when Jiang Qiyuan wanted to redeem, but found that everything was too late and too late, now Shen Nanhe, she would rather stubbornly close the truest thoughts in her heart, but also try to fall in love with others, it can be seen that ...... How deeply he hurt her in the first place.

Jiang Qiyuan looked at the photo of Shen Nanhe on his mobile phone, and his tears were unstoppable.

I used to hear people say that men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place, when Shen Nanhe left, Jiang Qiyuan also secretly shed tears, but the tears at that time, how much was guilt? How much is helplessness and regret?

Now, Jiang Qiyuan is really in pain, the kind of beloved person is close at hand, looking at him can see the loss that he can't touch, only those who have tried it can understand it.

At this time, it was nearly two o'clock in the middle of the night, and when Jiang Qiyuan was looking at his mobile phone in a daze, the mobile phone screen suddenly changed to a different background, and someone was calling.

At that moment, Jiang Qiyuan's vision was blurred by tears, and he was still delusional, thinking that it would be Shen Nanhe calling, but when he looked at it and found that it was Zhuang Motong calling, there was only endless loss in his heart.

A few seconds later, Jiang Qiyuan answered the phone, and his voice was low as if he was sleeping.

"Hey."

A faint, almost polite tone, this is the way Jiang Qiyuan and Zhuang Motong have gotten along in the past two years.

Zhuang Motong's voice came from the mobile phone, "Qi Yuan, have you slept?" ”

Jiang Qiyuan snorted.

Zhuang Motong hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "Then you can sleep." ”

Zhuang Motong looks like a good girl, in fact, Jiang Qiyuan has known her for more than two years, only to find that she has a very easy-going personality when she usually behaves in the world, but at work, she can almost be described as a strong woman.

Zhuang Motong usually knows how to advance and retreat, and he has never called him late at night when he has nothing to do, so Jiang Qiyuan still asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhuang Motong replied softly, "Oh, when I was checking the back kitchen of the hotel just now, I accidentally cut my finger with a knife, I want to go to the hospital, but now my hands are inconvenient to drive." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyuan said loudly, "Where are you now?" ”

Zhuang Motong said, "It's still in the hotel." ”

Jiang Qiyuan said, "Then you wait for me for fifteen minutes." ”

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qiyuan got up, because he didn't take off his clothes, so he directly took the car keys and went out.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Qiyuan drove to Zhuang's hotel chain, in front of the Mingu Hotel.

At a distance of dozens of meters, Jiang Qiyuan saw Zhuang Motong standing at the door.

After driving over, Zhuang Motong greeted her, Jiang Qiyuan got out of the car, and directly focused her attention on her right hand, which was wrapped in white gauze but had been dyed red.

Frowning slightly, Jiang Qiyuan said, "Cut so deeply?" ”

Zhuang Motong replied with a light smile, "It's okay." ”

Jiang Qiyuan said, "Hurry up and get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

Zhuang Motong got into Jiang Qiyuan's car, and he drove her to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor on duty at midnight helped Zhuang Motong treat the wound and opened the temporary bandaged gauze, Jiang Qiyuan saw that Zhuang Motong's right palm had been cut seven or eight centimeters long, and the blood flowed.

The doctor couldn't help but say, "I should have come earlier, the cuts are sometimes very serious and need to be treated in time." ”

Jiang Qiyuan said, "Why are you so careless?" ”

Zhuang Motong raised his eyes to look at Jiang Qiyuan and replied softly, "Tomorrow, a team of hotel judges from Switzerland will come to our side, I want to check it out before leaving." ”

Jiang Qiyuan said, "Why does the kitchen chief eat?" ”

Zhuang Motong lowered his eyes slightly, like a child who had done something wrong, and replied in a low voice, "There is an urgent matter in his house, so I let him go back first, it was my own carelessness, and it was not his fault." ”

When Jiang Qiyuan heard this, he only sighed secretly after all.

The doctor redressed Zhuang Motong's wound, and then instructed her to drink a little more brown sugar water in the past few days to replenish it.

After leaving the gate of the hospital, Jiang Qiyuan said loudly, "You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you?" ”