Zhan Qi smiled, picked up the iPad and patted her face, and said word by word: "Since you like to post bed photos so much, why don't you let everyone see your prodigal appearance?" ”

Yao Rou's lips kept trembling, as if she didn't know him anymore, she looked at him in horror, and it took a long time before she muttered, "Brother Qi, for the sake of what I once followed you, spare me, please ...... you."

"It's because I remember the old love that I showed mercy to your subordinates, otherwise you think you can still sit here safe and sound?" Zhan Qi raised the corners of his mouth, leaned back, and said casually: "It just so happens that I have a friend's wife who is doing entertainment, such an interesting revelation, they should like it very much, what do you say?" ”

Yao Rou didn't expect him to be so ruthless, she looked at him twice, and suddenly burst into tears, and choked up: "Do you think I want to do this?" It's because I followed you. That's why I gave up my dream of being an actor, and now I want to return to the entertainment industry, how can I do it except do it? ”

Zhan Qi raised his eyebrows, "So you mean, this pot should still be carried by me?" ”

Yao Rou bit her lip resentfully and didn't dare to say anything more, Zhan Qi raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was not early, he still had to rush back to the hospital to take care of Song Qingge, so he picked up his mobile phone and dialed, "Come in." ”

As soon as he hung up the phone, three or four strong men walked in outside, two of whom were not fresh faces, Yao Rou had seen them before.

She looked at those tall men, her heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and she couldn't help but think in the worst direction, her voice trembled and couldn't even be connected, "Brother Qi, I was wrong, I really know that I was wrong, please don't treat me like this, please ......"

She crawled to Zhan Qi's feet, pulled his trouser legs, and didn't care about her makeup, and cried regardless of her image.

Zhan Qi glanced at her impatiently, raised his hand and made a gesture to the men, "Throw all her things out, and take back the house for me!" ”

Yao Rou knelt on the ground in a daze, looking up at him, as if she hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's shock.

Zhan Qi got up and looked at her condescendingly, and said coldly: "What, do you think I brought someone here to take your turn?" ”

Yao Rou's face turned pale, she bit her lip and lowered her head, trembling uncontrollably, not daring to say another word. In fact, she did think so just now, and with Zhan Qi's means, she also believed that he could do such a thing.

Who knew that Zhan Qi just snorted disdainfully, straightened the hem of his clothes, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, even if you don't use that kind of indiscriminate means, I can make your life worse than death." ”

With that, he got up and walked out, never looking at the woman behind him again.

That night, Yao Rouyan's photo of the door had already ignited on Weibo, and in the early hours of the morning, a marketing account first exposed a few faceless mosaic photos, and attracted people's attention as an eighteenth-tier actress surnamed Y. Although this kind of thing was exposed late at night, it also caused reports and interviews from major media, and several actresses surnamed Y were busy standing up and posting on Weibo to confirm their innocence.

However, in the early morning, when the traffic was at its largest, an entertainment marketing account finally released the ultimate means, directly popping Yao Rou's high-definition uncensored photos and a one-and-a-half-minute short video on Weibo, and in just half an hour, the video quickly made Weibo headlines and became a hot search, and Yao Rou naturally became a lewd baby slut spread by people overnight.

*

When Zhan Qi returned to the hospital, it was already late, there was only a small table lamp in the ward, and Aunt Qin was sitting on the sofa and nodding her head, already asleep.

He walked up lightly and sat down on the edge of the bed. Raised his hand and touched her forehead, and found that the high fever had subsided a lot, and he was somewhat relieved, and got up to Aunt Qin's side again, patted her on the shoulder, called her up, and motioned her to go to the corridor.

The corridor at night was always very cold, and Aunt Qin rubbed her hands and said to Zhan Qi: "It's so late, Mr. should hurry home, I'll stay here and take care of Miss Song." ”

Zhan Qi said undoubtedly: "No need, Uncle Wang is still waiting downstairs, you go back first, I am here." ”

"But ......"

"I know that I have to get up tomorrow morning for breakfast, and I have to ask you."

Aunt Qin understood in her heart that he probably wanted to be alone with Song Qingge, so she didn't say anything more, nodded and left with interest.

Zhan Qi returned to the ward at this time, although Song Qingge's fever had subsided a little, his mouth was still dry, and his breathing was still a little heavy. He raised his hand and touched her face, remembering the method that the nurse had taught him before, and moistened her lips with a cotton swab dipped in water.

But this method was too slow, and he soon lost his patience, so he simply took a sip of the cup, lowered his head to her lips, and fed her into his mouth.

Song Qingge has been in a coma for a day with a high fever, basically on a completely empty stomach, the sweet water slid into the throat, and when she was confused, she only felt that she was like a lost traveler in the desert, and finally found the water source, so she desperately wanted to get closer.

She was a little greedy and clung to Zhan Qi's lips, and kept asking for it in his mouth, Zhan Qi was stunned at first, and subconsciously wanted to get up, but Song Qingge seemed to have insight into his movements, and directly wrapped his hands around his neck and pulled him closer to him.

She has always been reserved and timid, even if she had never kissed him so hotly before, Zhan Qi looked at her a little worriedly, and even forgot her original intention of feeding her water, closed her eyes and deepened the kiss.

Because of the high fever, Song Qingge's lips were hot like fire, and Zhan Qi kept tossing and turning on her lips, lacking the previous rudeness, just gently moistening her lips.

At first, it was just feeding water. But then somehow it turned into a deep kiss, and when Zhan Qi let go of her, her breathing was even heavier, and her face was dyed crimson.

Zhan Qi gasped slightly and looked at her face, and after sighing lightly, he leaned up and kissed her lightly on the forehead, and there was no more movement, just holding her hand and sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

In the second half of the night, Zhan Qi was really a little sleepy, so he fell asleep on the edge of the bed, and in the haze, he only felt that the hand in his hand kept trying to pull out. When he opened his eyes, he found that Song Qingge was clutching the quilt tightly, his whole person shrunk into a ball, and his teeth kept chattering.

"Cold ...... It's so cold......"

People with colds are like this, their bodies are hot and cold, Zhan Qi took off his shoes and lay on the bed and hugged her in his arms, and Song Qingge immediately leaned over to his chest.

He looked down at the woman who was rarely quiet, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, his fingertips running around the ends of her hair, burying his face in her shoulder sockets.

He couldn't understand himself more and more, and he obviously said that he would hate her for the rest of his life. But seeing her hurt and sad, I always couldn't help but feel sorry for her and soft-hearted.

Zhan Qi closed his eyes, leaned on her ear, and said with a wry smile in his hoarse voice for a long time: "Song Qingge, what do you say?" I seem to like you......"

*

Early the next morning, Song Qingge woke up before the nurse came to change the dressing.

Because I slept all night wrapped in a thick quilt, I felt like I was being held in my arms by the stove in the haze, and the whole person was hot and sweaty, and now my body was sticky and greasy and uncomfortable. She moved her heavy eyelids, and when she opened it, she saw a familiar handsome face.

Maybe it's because it's burned a little sluggish. Song Qingge opened his eyes and looked at it in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses, and almost reflexively pushed Zhan Qi down.

The single bed in the hospital was already very narrow, and Zhan Qi's whole person was almost hanging on the edge of the bed, so when she pushed him, the whole person fell, fortunately, he had been used to light sleep for so many years, and his body turned in a circle in mid-air, and then he stood firmly on the ground.

He was already angry to get up, but as soon as he opened his eyes, his eyes were scarlet again, staring at her with anger, and his tone was a little rushing, "What are you doing?" ”

Song Qingge was taken aback by his attitude, bit his lip and shrank back, looking at him defensively, "I just wanted to ask what you were holding me for!" ”

Her throat was also a little inflamed, and her voice was thick and hoarse, like a male duck's voice, and as soon as she made a sound, she felt that her vocal cords were vibrated and painful.

Zhan Qi's face was a little embarrassed, and he coughed lightly and said in a vicious voice: "You think I want to hold you?" It's not because you talk cold and hot at night, so that others can't sleep and are annoyed. ”

Song Qingge opened his eyes. He said coldly: "You can ask the nurse for another quilt, you don't need to use this kind of way that will cause others to misunderstand." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhan Qi was also a little annoyed, and wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "I risked being infected by you as a stove to keep you warm, but in the end, it was my fault?" Is this how you thank others? ”

Song Qingge looked up at him and asked, "Then you tell me first, why am I sick!" ”

Zhan Qi was speechless by her words, and turned his head for a long time before squeezing out a sentence, "It's not because your own physique is too poor?" Who's to blame! ”

"You!" Song Qingge's face turned red angrily by his attitude of biting back, and he immediately choked and coughed.

Zhan Qi saw that she was coughing so much that tears were about to come out, and he was also a little annoyed with himself, he always learned not to restrain his emotions in front of her, and he was obviously kind to others, but when he came to her, he would always show his worst side. knew that she had just woken up and needed to recuperate, but he still couldn't help but quarrel with her.

Thinking about it like this, he also felt a little guilty in his heart, poured a cup of cold white and handed it to her, and said in a hard voice: "Here, drink saliva first, see that your voice is hoarse like a male duck, and you are so quarrelsome." ”

Song Qingge got angry when he saw him like this, and after enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't hold back, raised his hand and knocked the cup in his hand to the ground, and said angrily: "Who did I give this to me?" You go away! There's no need for you to fake your kindness here! ”

The fragile cup shattered on the ground, directly wetting Zhan Qi's trouser legs, and he kindly regarded it as a donkey's liver and lungs, he looked up at Song Qingge violently, and the green tendons on his forehead were a little protruding.

Song Qingge also looked at him without showing weakness, anyway, he was this broken body, no matter how much he tossed, he would do it, and tossing her to death would be regarded as a hundred.

The two of them confronted each other without giving in for a full minute, Zhan Qi closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and asked her word by word. "Let me ask you again, do you want to drink water?"

"Don't drink! I don't care about you! She sneered and turned her head to the side.

"You don't drink it, do you?" Zhan Qi laughed angrily, nodded again and again: "If you don't let you drink this saliva today, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Zhan!" ”

Song Qingge thought that he was going to do something crazy, and was thinking about how to deal with it, but saw Zhan Qi directly pick up the cold cup and take a big sip of water, clasped the back of her head, forced her to raise her head, and kissed her lips fiercely, and crossed the water into her mouth.

She was forced to swallow the water in her mouth. As soon as she took a sip, Zhan Qi kissed her again and fed water into her mouth again.

Several times in a row, his movements were fast and fierce, Song Qingge only felt that he couldn't breathe, put his hands on his chest, pushed him away hard, wiped a handful on his mouth with shame and anger, and said angrily: "Are you crazy?" Neuropathy? ”

Zhan Qi looked at him with a cold face and scolded: "Drink it yourself or let me feed you, choose!" ”

His actions only made her feel humiliated, probably because sick people are always extremely vulnerable, Song Qingge looked up at him for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth turned down, and his eyes quickly gathered mist, and the next second Douda's tears snapped down, and then he covered his face with the quilt and sobbed quietly.

Zhan Qi has always been a person who eats soft and not hard, if she was as heroic as she was just now, he could still be harder than her, but now she cries when she says she will cry, but it makes him suddenly a little panicked.

He placed the cup on the bedside table and reached for her. The tone was a little helpless, "I didn't treat you again?" What are you crying about? ”

Song Qingge couldn't listen to his words at all, and still cried to himself.

As soon as she cried like this, Zhan Qi's head became bigger, and she stroked her forehead and said, "I said Song Qingge, what the hell are you doing?" Don't cry, put your head up! ”

"Don't cry, do you hear? If you cry again, I'll ......" he gritted his teeth, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out what he was going to do, so he had to say weakly: "Are you still finished?" Let others see what it's like, as if I'm bullying you. ”

Song Qingge still ignored him, and Zhan Qi saw that no matter what he said, it was useless, so he had to come up with a killer idea. Said in a vicious voice: "I'll say it again in the end, if you dare to shed a tear again, Lao Tzu will be on you directly here, I don't care if you are sick or not." ”

As soon as he said this, Song Qingge finally restrained himself a little, raised his head and looked at him in a daze, the appearance of wanting to cry but not daring to cry was really funny.

Zhan Qi looked at her tears hanging on the edge of her eyes and crumbling, most of the previous anger suddenly dissipated, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes, and whispered a little spoiled and helpless: "People who are almost thirty years old are still crying like a child." Knowing that you are not as fragile as you, is it a shame to be ashamed? ”

Song Qingge pursed his mouth and didn't speak, Zhan Qi thought about it, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, clicked it on the screen a few times and threw it in front of her, and said angrily: "Look! ”

She stubbornly turned her face away, just didn't look at his phone. Seeing this, Zhan Qi had no choice but to put the phone directly in front of her eyes, "Yao Rou's matter...... I've already solved it, and she won't appear in front of you again. ”

Song Qingge then shifted her gaze to his mobile phone screen, and only glanced at the title and photo, she saw that Yao Rou was tall. Tide face. I instantly felt extremely disgusted, and I turned my face away in disgust.

Zhan Qi pursed his lips and asked her tentatively, "What, you're not happy?" ”

She then turned to look at him and sneered, "Then do you think I should be happy?" ”

"I have already punished Yao Rou, and I have also found out what she slandered and slandered you, and she can be regarded as getting the end she deserves." Zhan Qi couldn't figure it out, sinners have evil retribution, and he also avenged her with an arrow, why can't she be happy at all?

Song Qingge shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You are always like this, you think that your mistakes are someone else's, so you punish everyone around you, but you only ignore yourself." You probably forgot that the initiator of the incident was not Yao Rou from the beginning, but you. To put it bluntly, it was you who didn't believe me at all and fell into her trap. Yao Rou is certainly hateful, but if you can have your own judgment, things won't turn out like this. ”

Zhan Qi pursed his lips and looked at her, his eyes became colder and colder, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Qingge said again: "This matter is the same as Bai Ling's death, it is precisely because you can't see the reality clearly, that's why it's like this." In the end, Bai Ling died, and I became the target of your anger, only you were the most innocent, and you became the most injured person, as if the whole world was sorry for you! ”

He would never understand how uncomfortable it would be to be misunderstood by someone he loved, but she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Zhan Qi's side face was tense, his face was gloomy and scary, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth, "You mean, I listen to slander and use it for myself, right?" ”

Song Qingge didn't answer his words, but just said in a low voice: "If you want to understand it like this, then it's up to you." ”

"What the hell do you want from me?" Zhan Qi seemed to have exploded in an instant, and suddenly raised his voice, "I have already given Yao Rou the end she deserves, and it can be regarded as redressing your grievances, are you still not satisfied?" ”

"The fault of this matter is not all Yao Rou alone, not to mention that some mistakes can't be made up, just like the cut lotus, it can't live anymore."

Zhan Qi was a little unconvinced, "That lotus is not cut off from the root, as long as the root is still there, it will still bloom in the future." ”

It suddenly occurred to him that this was like her affection for him, and as long as that friendship remained, he would one day make her fall in love with him again, so he thought. His heart was suddenly much more settled.

They were two people destined to be entangled for the rest of their lives, how could he let her go so easily?

Song Qingge frowned and glanced at him, and shook his head a little helplessly, "Forget it, I don't want to continue this problem with you anymore, it makes no sense at all." ”

Zhan Qi saw that her face was not very good, and he also knew that she had just subsided and was very weak, so he stopped arguing with her, and just rang the bell to call the doctor and nurse.

*

Because of the Taocheng Power Plant project, Zhan Yi has always been in a good mood since he came back, and he sat in the office that day. He suddenly remembered what Zhan Qi had told him before.

Feng Zhiyu met that woman, and even told his parents that they didn't have a round room, since she wanted to go to his bed so much, then he should naturally fulfill her.

Thinking so, Zhan Yi took out Feng Zhiyu's phone number from his mobile phone.

In fact, he has never saved her number, and the reason why he stayed was because when he was in the Feng family, Feng's father insisted that he keep it, so he had to stay.

Feng Zhiyu's number is a little weird, the tail number is 4444, in the eyes of Chinese. This should be a very unlucky phone number.

But it's nothing, she's so gloomy and gloomy anyway, it's not very strange to use such a strange number.

Zhan Yi hesitated for a moment, but finally dialed the phone.

Feng Zhiyu over there answered quickly, almost the first sound didn't finish, she immediately picked up the phone, and asked in a whisper of some surprise and disbelief: "Ah Yi?" ”

Her voice was so weak, she was completely flattered, Zhan Yi listened to her restrained voice, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

He didn't speak, and Feng Zhiyu over there shouted tentatively, "Ah Yi? Is that you? ”

There seemed to be her friend next to her, and then Zhan Yi heard a girl laughing: "Hang up, it's definitely not your Zhan Yi's phone, if he can take the initiative to call you, I can eat some light bulbs live." ”

Feng Zhiyu laughed dryly, and said sneeringly: "Yes, how could he call me......

Her sigh of disappointment came from the earpiece, and just as Feng Zhiyu was about to hang up the phone, Zhan Yi finally spoke: "It's me." ”

"Ah Yi? Is it really you? Feng Zhiyu raised his voice a little overjoyed, and it took a long time to calm down and say, "You...... You call me, what's the matter? ”

"Hmm. I'm going home tonight, will you cook? I want to go home and eat. ”

"You want to eat what I cooked?" Feng Zhiyu's voice was surprised and delighted, and even trembled a little, and then he said repeatedly: "I will do it, I will do it, what do you want to eat?" I'll make it for you. ”

Her excited voice made Zhan Yi feel a little weird, since he was a child, Feng Zhiyu was still the first person who attached so much importance to him, and he would be happy because of his phone call, and he didn't know what to do with a word, even Feng Zhiwei had never been so enthusiastic about him.

He involuntarily slowed down his voice, "I can eat anything, you can watch and do it." ”

"Well, okay, then I'll get off work early today, you can wait until about half past seven and then go home, I must have cooked at that time, otherwise you will have to wait too early to come back, blame the trouble."

At that moment, Zhan Yi suddenly thought, can he think about him in every detail like this, is there really only Feng Zhiyu in the world?

He was suddenly a little curious, why did Feng Zhi love him so much?