Since Song Qingge's accident, Zhan Qi has basically been staying in the hospital inch by inch, and there are Zhan Zheng and Zhan Yi in the company anyway, he doesn't need to be present in person, he just needs to make a final decision for major matters.

The two of them stayed together every day, Zhan Qi could clearly feel that Song Qingge's mood was getting lower and lonelier, she rarely spoke or smiled, when he was by her side, she was mostly sleeping, or in a daze, and basically wouldn't talk to him. If she really needs to communicate, she can also save it, and usually responds to him with a monosyllabic word.

During the time she was hospitalized, Zhan Qi heard the most words like "um", "oh", "good", and so on.

Only when Xiao Qi or Xin Tian and Feng Zhi came to accompany her, she would occasionally smile at the corners of her mouth and say a few words from time to time.

He was anxious, and wanted her to say more to him, but he also knew that it was already very forgiving for her to respond to him like this, instead of speaking ill of her as he had done in the past.

Zhan Qi knew in his heart that her smile and words were also taken away by the two knives.

Although he was anxious in his heart, he could only watch like this. Song Qingge had already locked his heart, and he had no key, so he could only stand helplessly outside the door.

It was the feeling of being shut out of his heart, anxious, powerless, and hopeless, and he had never experienced such a feeling before.

Xiao Qi pulled him outside the ward and persuaded him earnestly, "Big brother." You can't do this, you stay here like this, she can only become more and more silent, she is in a bad mood now, do you still want to force her out of depression? ”

The three words depression gave Zhan Qi a blow on the head like a hammer, he naturally knew very well how serious the consequences of depression were, and he couldn't even think of that possibility.

Zhan Qi scratched his hair, his eyes full of pain, "Then you tell me, what am I going to do?" ”

"Well, if you really can't rest assured. In the future, you will come to the hospital during the day, and at night, I will be here with Sister Xin Tian and my fifth sister-in-law watching, and you will go home to accompany you. After all, sleep is also very important to her now, and you are here, and she does not rest well at night, which has a greater impact on her body. ”

He knew in his heart that what Xiao Qi said was right, but he just didn't want to admit it.

Now don't let him leave overnight, even let him leave for a minute or a second, he doesn't want to. But he also knew very well that his stay here could only be regarded as a hundred harms and no benefits to Song Qingge, and he wanted to accompany her again, but if it was at the cost of her health, then he would rather stand far away.

Zhan Qi had to listen to Xiao Qi's advice, and after watching her finish eating, he immediately got up and left.

Until he walked out of the ward, she didn't look up at him, looked at Xiao Qi with a haggard face, and listened to her with a light smile when she said that the recruits in the army walked around with red faces when they saw her.

If it was before, he would not hesitate to make some movement to remind her that he was leaving, and let her look back at him. But now, he can only hang his head. Gray and departed.

He suddenly understood how naïve his past self was.

He took Yao Rou back to Lingyuan and pampered Yao Rou in front of her, but in fact, he just wanted to win her attention. It's like a child who lacks love, desperately trying to do something bad and want to get the attention of adults. To put it bluntly, he just wanted her to look at him more and care more about him, but he used the wrong method and pushed her further.

On the way back, Zhan Qi leaned his head back on the back of the chair, sighed tiredly, and looked at the roof of the car in distraction.

I have come back from kindergarten. Seeing him, he immediately ran up with his album, handed him the notebook, and said as if offering a treasure: "Dad, Dad, see if I draw well." ”

How good can a child's drawing be? It's just ghostly drawings, like Picasso's abstract paintings.

It can be known that the painting is very good, perhaps because of the inheritance of Song Qingge's talent, her paintings have begun to take shape, the characters are people, and the flowers and plants are flowers and plants, which look very pleasing to the eye.

He sat on the sofa and carried the child to his lap, pointed to the three people on the painting and asked, "Tell my father, what are you drawing?" ”

"Mom and Dad, of course."

Zhan Qi's throat suddenly choked, he looked at the three people holding hands on the drawing paper, he couldn't tell what it felt in his heart, and it took a long time before he said in a dumb voice: "Do you want your parents to be together?" ”

Zhi nodded heavily, "Yes!" Mom and Dad should be together. ”

She also has a good impression of her father now, and during this time when her mother is not at home, he is always with her, telling her stories, and coaxing her to sleep. In the morning, he would take her to kindergarten and tell her about things she didn't know. For example, soldiers, such as troops, and for example, the past events of his life and death.

Zhizhi always listened to his colorful narration with his mouth wide open, and never knew that those scenes that only appeared on TV were actually experienced by her father.

She thinks her father is very handsome, more handsome than anyone's father, so although she is still a little afraid of him, she also admires him very much.

Zhan Qi touched the child's head and asked a little bitterly, "That...... What if mom and dad can't be together? Who will you choose to be with? ”

He didn't care at all about Song Qingge's willingness to stay by his side now, he had lost all the chips he could coerce her, if she really insisted on leaving, he had nothing to do but watch her leave.

After thinking about it seriously, he didn't make a choice, but just asked, "Why can't we be together?" Other people's mom and dad are together. ”

"Because ......" Zhan Qi pursed his lips and said for a long time: "Because Dad did something wrong, Mom is very angry." ”

"Does Daddy know it's wrong?"

He nodded and said in a deep voice, "Well, I know it's wrong. ”

"It's good to know that it's wrong, my mother is very tolerant, if Dad really knows it's wrong, go and apologize to Mom, Mom will definitely forgive you." I used to do this when I was a picky eater, and my mother forgave me. ”

Zhan Qi pulled the corners of his mouth with a wry smile. If only the things he did were as simple as a picky eater.

He no longer forced the child to make these meaningless choices, picked her up and walked upstairs, "It's not too early, let's go to bed." ”

The little nanny was bathing the child, he really had nowhere to go, so he walked around the huge house, and finally turned to Song Qingge's study. It was pitch black inside, and he turned on the light at the door, stood there and looked inside, and only after a long time did he walk in and touch her desk. Fiddling with the Japanese wind chimes she had hung in the window again, she finally walked over to the harp and plucked her fingers casually.

It's crisp and smart, and it sounds like a drop of water falling into a lake.

He sat on the piano bench, thinking about how she had sat and played the piano that day, and when he heard him at the door, he immediately stood up like a frightened bird, and even scratched his fingers.

He later forgot to ask her if her fingers were better and if they still hurt.

Zhan Qi's heart ached, and it took a long time to get up and walk to her bookshelf. Fingers swept over the waist of a book, and finally stopped at a copy of Zhang Ailing's "Little Reunion".

"Little Reunion" tells the story of Jiuli and her married husband Shao Zhiyong. Many people think that this story is Zhang Ailing's autobiography, but in fact, it is to write about the past between herself and Hu Lancheng.

Everyone knows that Zhang Ailing once loved Hu Lancheng very much, even if she knew that he was a traitor, even if she knew that he was in love with her and had a tryst with Su Qing and was even bumped into by Zhang Ailing, she still endured it. Even when Hu Lancheng was with the nurse Xiao Zhousi's mother, she still used her own manuscript fee to help him, and while raising him, she also supported his woman.

He remembered that Song Qingge used to put this book at the head of the bed and read it over and over again. Sometimes when he woke up at night, he could still see her sitting at the head of the bed with the lamp watching, tears falling down drop by drop, crying forbearance and grievance, for fear of waking him up.

He always felt annoying to her at that time, and he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and sat at the head of the bed crying and reading books, pretending to be like Lin Daiyu, which was annoying to look at.

Now he understands that she was afraid that she saw her own shadow in Zhang Ailing, who was incarnated as Jiuli, so she had that reaction.

Zhan Qi pursed his lips and reached out to pull out the copy of "Little Reunion". The white hardcover book is very elegantly bound, and yes, most of her books here are collector's editions, and even many of them are out of print that cannot be bought on the market.

He flipped through it, and a piece of paper fell out of it, and he bent down to pick it up, opened it, and was immediately stunned.

It was a painting, no, it should be a wedding photo to be exact. It's just drawn with black and white lines.

The woman in the painting is naturally Song Qingge, she is wearing a plain white bandeau wedding dress, her eyes are bent, she is holding the man's arm in her hand, her head is resting on the man's shoulder, and she is smiling happily and sweetly. And the man was him, wearing a well-fitting suit, with his hands in his pockets, and he looked at her slightly sideways, his eyes were full of tenderness and pampering.

Zhan Qi looked at the painting in a daze. I can't remember when I looked at her with such eyes.

He remembered that they had never even taken wedding photos, and at that time he was really impatient with her, and it was already reluctant to agree to her marriage, and he didn't want to make trouble for himself with those cumbersome things.

For his favorite daughter, Song Qingtian naturally didn't agree to him being so snubbed, but later Song Qingge didn't know what to say to his father, and Song Qingtian didn't trouble him anymore. There were no wedding photos, no honeymoons, and the wedding was hastily held, and that's how she married him.

Zhan Qi's fingers gently stroked the painting, and his heart was sore and painful.

this picture. I'm afraid it's also her own imagination, his tenderness, his love, she has never gotten it, and she can only rely on her own imagination to draw a wedding photo to comfort herself.

He took a deep breath, flipped over the back of the drawing paper, and saw that there were still words, which read: "Ten things that must be done with Zhan Qi." ”

1. Be his wife and have a perfect wedding with him.

2. If you want to have a small pet with him, cats and dogs. (It's just that he hates critters, and this estimate is hard to achieve.) ）

3. I want to go to see the sea with him.

4. I want to be able to fall asleep and wake up in his arms every day.

5. I want to plant a piece of Xifu begonia in the yard, and he can push me when I sit on the swing in the summer.

6, I want Zhan Qi to wear the clothes I made myself.

7. I want to play the piano to him.

8. I want him to cook for me once. (Because I've seen the food he cooked for Bai Ling, and it felt delicious.) ）

9. I want to go skiing in Switzerland with him, and lie in his arms at night to watch the stars.

10. I want to be with him for the rest of my life.

In the end, she crossed out all of these again, and just wrote a few words: I want to be treated gently by him.

It turns out that this is what she has always wanted, so simple and ordinary, without a little material atmosphere, all of which are things that ordinary couples would do, but he has never even done the most basic.

Zhan Qi only felt that his eyes were deeply sour, and he closed his eyes for a long time before opening them, and carefully put the piece of paper into his wallet. Turn off the light in the study and walk towards the room.

The little girl had just finished taking a shower and was changing clothes in the bedroom, and when she saw him come in, she immediately turned her back and shouted, "Daddy, get out!" Men can't look at girls' bodies! ”

Zhan Qi smiled dumbly, "I'm your father!" ”

"That's not going to work, turn your head away!"

He really had no choice but to turn his back and listen to her for a long time: "Okay, you can turn your head." ”

The father and daughter lay on her small bed, Zhan Qi coaxed for a long time, and she was finally willing to close her eyes and sleep. He looked at her little face. Suddenly, he said: "If you can't sleep, open your eyes, don't pretend." ”

Zhi opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise, "Dad, how do you know that I am not asleep?" ”

Zhan Qi just smiled and didn't speak.

If people are pretending to be asleep, their eyes will keep rolling, and their eyelashes will keep flashing.

He could tell if it was okay when her mother was pretending to be asleep.

Thinking of this, Zhan Qi suddenly felt a little sad.

That's right, in fact, many times, he knew in his heart that Song Qingge was pretending to be asleep. She wasn't asleep at all, she was just using this method to escape him. But what could he do? He had no way at all, and he couldn't expose her, so he could only cooperate with her to act.

knew that he couldn't pretend anymore, so he stopped pretending, pestered him and told a few more stories, but he was really tired, so he fell asleep.

Zhan Qi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, sighing softly.

What did he have to do to keep Song Qingge by his side?

*

Song Qingge had an accident this time and stayed in the hospital for more than a week, until the wound healed and the stitches were removed. She was only then told she could be discharged.

The day she was discharged from the hospital happened to be a rainy day, Xiao Qi packed up her things and was about to help her go out, but Zhan Qi walked up without saying a word, and directly picked her up and walked out.

He didn't have any expression from beginning to end, and he didn't say a word, Song Qingge knew that it was pointless for him to refuse, he let him hug him if he wanted to, anyway, she was like a stone and let him hold it, and she didn't hug his neck or lean on his shoulder.

Zhan Qi didn't seem to care about her alienation and indifference, even when he was in the car, he put her on his lap and held her all the time.

The car quickly stopped at the gate of Lingyuan, he took her out of the car, Xiao Qi was holding an umbrella next to him, escorting them towards the house, on the way Song Qingge looked back at the beautiful lily of the valley in the garden.

Zhan Qi followed her line of sight, his breath suddenly suffocated, he thought she would care, but she quickly took her gaze back, her face was indifferent.

It doesn't matter, he cares about anything or not, she doesn't care anymore.

Knowing that they didn't have to go to kindergarten today, when they came back, she was playing puzzles on the coffee table, and when she saw Song Qingge, she immediately ran towards her and said happily: "Mom, you're back!" ”

Song Qingge tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Well, how is the baby good these days?" ”

"Super well-behaved, I don't believe you ask Dad."

Zhan Qi nodded, "Well, she's very obedient. ”

Zhi tilted his head and looked at them, "Mom, why do you want Dad to hold you?" ”

Song Qingge struggled lightly and said in a low voice, "Let me go." ”

Who knew that Zhan Qi was indifferent, and said without changing his face: "Mom is not feeling well today, I'm going back to rest, you play alone, don't disturb Mom, you know?" ”

"Oh." Zhizhi nodded slightly, and Zhan Qi immediately hugged Song Qingge and walked upstairs.

She looked back at her disappointed daughter, frowned, and finally expressed her dissatisfaction for the first time in days, "What do you want to do?" Don't you see that the child misses me very much? ”

She finally had mood swings, which made Zhan Qi a little happy.

She is also angry with him, which shows that she still reacts to what he has done, at least not to the point of indifference.

He was happy in his heart, but his face was still expressionless, "You need to recuperate now, the child is noisy, and it will disturb you." ”

"It's very obedient! She won't affect me! ”

"That's not going to work either!"

Zhan Qi rejected her proposal without hesitation, and walked straight to the master bedroom with her in his arms, but Song Qingge was a little stunned after entering.

The layout of the room has been completely changed, and the large hardboard density bed has been replaced by a softer and more comfortable large bed, and the bed is covered with plain sheets. It's very lively, and it's no longer the dark sheets of the past that are black and blue.

Zhan Qi carried her over and put her on the bed, and said indifferently: "The doctor said that you are weak and not suitable for sleeping on a hard bed." You try to see if this bed is comfortable, if it is uncomfortable, I will call someone to change it tomorrow. ”

It's quite comfortable, the thickness is moderate, it's not hard or soft, and lying down makes people feel very relieved and want to sleep.

But what is he doing, thinking about her in every detail, is he atoning for his sins? Or is it making up for her?

He took out a cotton nightdress from the closet and sat down next to her. Reach for the hem of her T-shirt.

Song Qingge hurriedly protected his chest and looked at him in horror, "What do you want to do!" ”

"A change of clothes for you." Zhan Qi frowned and looked at her, "You can't make a big movement now, otherwise you will pull the wound." ”

"I don't need you, I can change it myself!"

"What are you still stubborn about? When the wound is opened, he will suffer again. ”

"You don't need to do that!" Song Qingge's attitude was very resolute, and he said without looking over: "Then I won't change it, it's nothing to wear this." ”

She was so stubborn, Zhan Qi really had no choice, so she had to take the initiative to back down, "Then I'll close my eyes and change it for you, it's always okay, right?" ”

Song Qingge wanted to say that it was not safe for him to close his eyes, but she knew that he had already made concessions, and if she continued to be stubborn, he was afraid that she would have to suffer again. She hadn't recovered yet, and she couldn't imagine what kind of painful thing it would be if she was pressed under him at this time.

After thinking about it again, she finally nodded, "Then you must close your eyes and don't do too much!" ”

He happily agreed, "Okay." ”

After Zhan Qi finished speaking, he closed his eyes and said to her, "Raise your hands." ”

Song Qingge raised his hands as he asked. Zhan Qi took off her T-shirt by feeling, she immediately covered her chest and turned her back, and said to him: "The clothes have been taken off, you can go!" ”

After she finished speaking, she wrapped her arms around her back and planned to unbutton her underwear, but if she moved a little bigger, it would implicate the wound, and she gasped in pain.

Zhan Qi immediately said: "Don't make trouble, I'll come!" ”

His hand groped behind her back, and with a flick of his fingers, her breasts opened. Song Qingge was still worried about whether he would make further moves, but he just honestly put the nightdress on her body, and without waiting for her to refuse, he took the initiative to say, "You should be able to take off your pants yourself, right?" ”

She didn't seem to expect him to be so easy to talk to, and let out a muffled "um".

It took a long time to change clothes, and when Song Qingge put on a nightdress, Zhan Qi opened his eyes, put a fashion magazine next to her and said, "You rest first, look at the magazine to relieve boredom, and I'll bring it to you when I eat later." ”

After he finished speaking, he got up and prepared to go out, Song Qingge looked at his back, and suddenly shouted, "Zhan Qi!" ”

He turned his head to look at her, "What else?" ”

She bit her lip and looked at him with some embarrassment and distress, "Actually, you don't have to be like this, you don't have to feel guilty, and I won't change my mind just because you did this." ”

The implication has been made clear, she should go or go.

Zhan Qi only felt a little tingling in his heart, and only said after a while: "What I want to do is my business, this is what I want, and it has nothing to do with guilt." ”

After he finished speaking, he closed the door and left, Song Qingge shook his head helplessly.

If it really has nothing to do with guilt, then what is the sorry in his eyes?

*

As soon as Shi Yu came back from Taocheng, he received the news of Zhan Qi's assassination.

Shi Xia followed him to report the current situation to him, Shi Yu's footsteps paused, turned his head and raised his eyebrows: "You mean, Zhan Qi didn't have anything to do, it was Song Qingge who blocked those two knives for him?" ”

"Yes."

"That woman, I didn't expect to be quite bold." He smiled, and there was no joy or anger in his words, "By the way, who did it, did you find it?" ”

"It's the woman before Zhan Qi, Yao Rou. I heard that she was thrown into the night as a desk lady. And it is dedicated to the guests who are in charge of sexual fetishes. ”

"Oh?" Shi Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Since this is the case, then we can't live up to Zhan Qi's kindness, and recently arranged a few brothers with heavy tastes to patronize the business surnamed Yao, so that they can 'love' that woman well." ”