Feng Jin looked at the doctors surrounding her in great panic, there were four or five of them, wearing white coats, holding various medical appliances in their hands, everyone's faces were not good-looking, she hated the feeling of being surrounded by people the most, the inferiority complex in her bones had not been removed for so many years, when everyone looked at her, she would feel extremely suffocated, so ugly that she didn't dare to face herself.

The depression and dullness that she wanted to break free from didn't take long to dissipate, she leaned her back against the wall and breathed heavily, they retreated from the side of the bed, passed in front of Ji Rongke, and the last doctor who went out said, "Mr. Ji took a step to speak." ”

Ji Rongke retracted the gaze that fell on Feng Jin's face, he told the servant to take care of her, and followed her out with a frown, the maid did not close the door, she saw that Feng Jin's eyes always followed Ji Rongke, she looked cautious, seemed to be very scared, and wanted to get close to him, the maid asked her tentatively, "Madame, do you remember sir." ”

Feng Jin looked at her vigilantly, making sure that she didn't know the strange woman in front of her, she ignored it, and directly curled up to hide at the base of the wall, covering her face with a pillow.

Ji Rongke followed the doctor to the living room, he couldn't wait to know the result, but the doctor was secretive, he took off the stethoscope in his ear, shook his head and said, "The blood congestion in Madame's brain has recovered very well, and it has basically healed, except for the excessive thinness caused by mild malnutrition, the comprehensive value in other aspects is very stable, if we must say that she is unhealthy, we have no basis." ”

"But she doesn't know who I am, her only memory is of her and another man, but that man also came into contact with her after me, did she choose to forget me? Don't tell me that there is a theory in medicine that you don't watch too many soap operas. ”

Ji Rongke felt that he couldn't communicate with this group of old scholars and antiques, he ripped off his bow tie arrogantly and anxiously, and took out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke, he has been very tired these days, and even a little unlike life, he is often too busy to take care of his hair, and he has to squeeze time to go to the toilet, he can't wait to rush home to accompany Feng Jin immediately, twenty minutes of eating one meal a day is a luxury, and the cigarettes in his pocket are all back to moisture because he has no time to change clothes, and the smoke he inhales is very unpleasant, He choked and coughed a few times, and threw it away again in great anger, just throwing it on the feet of one of the doctors, the doctor's trouser leg was ignited with a flame, he quickly took off his white coat to extinguish the flame, "Mr. Ji, it's not that we didn't do our best, we all occupy a place among domestic brain experts, with Mr. Ji's ability and prestige, it is naturally impossible to hire shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but the results we have checked are very healthy, why would she selectively forget, we also have to analyze according to the situation, and we don't have this situation at present." ”

"Could it be so?" A doctor next to him suddenly interrupted him, "Madame has no pathological problems, and she doesn't know Mr. Ji." ”

The interrupted doctor was clearly not convinced by the ridiculous excuse, he could not accept that his medical authority was being questioned, and for such a funny reason, "You are saying that Madame clearly knows, she just did it on purpose. ”

The doctor asked, "What's not to do?" That's for Mr. Ji. ”

All the doctors shifted their eyes to Ji Rongke, and they also knew a little about the few love histories of the man who existed like the omnipotent king in front of them, and they all knew that the woman lying in the house was not his original wife, but she gave birth to a daughter for him, and she was imprisoned for eight years without a name, and she came out and was taken to his residence and cherished like a treasure. It is the only reason to explain that Feng Jin remembers everything but doesn't know Ji Rongke.

The doctor saw that Ji Rongke's face was getting heavier and heavier, and he said with deep meaning, "Medicine is the most helpless for postpartum depression, because it can be avoided, but it is difficult, after all, the degree of regulation of a person's mood is not so easy to control, Mrs. has spent eight years in prison, she instinctively resists everything in the outside world, because she is already very unfamiliar with the crowd except for the two identities of prison guards and female prisoners, people can adapt to loneliness in prosperity, but it is difficult to adapt to prosperity in loneliness, She is used to being dominated by group life, used to suppressing and paralyzing herself, she has a big psychological problem, and the consciousness she left before she was imprisoned will also become the key to trapping her, Mr. Ji should think about whether her relationship with you is not strong, she has experienced a lot of things that are very bad for her, people's minds can be dominated by their own thoughts and thus closed, she doesn't want to think about it, so naturally she can't think of it. Mrs. subconsciously has a large degree of inferiority, even inferiority complex that we normal people can't understand. ”

Ji Rongke's back was silent against the wall, there was no expression on his face, he seemed to be listening to these words, but he didn't. The doctor did not stay for a long time, they had already expressed their powerlessness to treat Feng Jin's heart disease, the companion was like a tiger, Ji Rongke's brutal methods were ruthless, and the money was not so easy to earn, so they found He Yichi to resign from Feng Jin's position as a personal doctor.

Ji Rongke walked back to the room quietly, he didn't push the door in immediately, but stood outside the door and hesitated for a long time, he saw Feng Jin sitting on the bed through the glass above the door, lying at the end of the bed one by one, the atmosphere was very harmonious, they looked at each other, Feng Jin smiled lovingly, her thin lips moved slightly, she didn't know what she was talking about, she was full of attachment, she was rarely so well-behaved and quiet, and it was rare to smile, she seemed to be fascinated, and there was only Feng Jin in her eyes.

Ji Rongke feels that she is okay like this, she is no longer smart and capable, no longer rational and almost cruel, she can finally take off her guard and be a simple and transparent woman, laughing warmly, crying wantonly, loving the people she loves, hating the people she hates, plain and bright, the sun is moving, there is no need to hide anything, just need to be simple to the end, can laugh and make trouble, willful and timid, he is willing to be her big tree and her ocean.

Ji Rongke pushed the door in with a smile, turned her head when she heard the voice, and when she saw that it was him, she immediately jumped off the bed with a smile, ran to him barefoot and looked up and said, "Mom said that she knew that my name was Yiyi, and this is the name she gave me." ”

She smiled so excitedly, her face was flushed, revealing two tiger teeth, and her long eyelashes fluttered like Feng Jin who flickered past the moat and looked at the lantern, which was Ji Rongke's most unforgettable appearance.

He squatted down and pinched Yiyi's nose, "Do you like Mom." ”

A little bit, she smiled a little shyly, Ji Rongke still wanted to blame Feng Jin one by one, hate her, ignore her, and resist her, but all his ideas became worthless and pale under the powerful truth that the blood of mother-daughter family is thicker than water.

One by one turned around and wanted to run over to get close to Feng Jin, but Ji Rongke pulled him from behind, he hugged one by one and pressed her ears red from excitement, "Go out one by one, Dad and Mom will talk for a while, and you will come in later to accompany Mom, okay." ”

One by one pouting and not really wanting to leave, she has never been in contact with Feng Jin for so many years since she was born, in her eyes Feng Jin's existence is like a beautiful dress, a princess-like dream, precious to the point of incomparability, she can't describe Feng Jin's appearance shocked and surprised her, that is the value that no beautiful toy can match, she once made a wish, if her mother can come back, she is willing to burn all her beloved things, never ask for it again, in exchange for a mother. Now that the dream has come true, Yiyi is afraid that she will go out and come back, and her mother will be gone again.

She pulled Ji Rongke's finger and asked him cautiously, "Is she still leaving?" ”

Ji Rongke's heart suddenly hurt, he kissed Yiyi's chubby face, "Of course I won't leave, my mother will stay at home with Yiyi in the future, and I won't go anywhere." ”

A hint of joy flashed on Yiyi's face, she couldn't help but smile and looked at Feng Jin who was sitting on the bed, and thought for a long time before reluctantly saying, "Okay, I'll give you the time first." Is one minute enough? ”

Ji Rongke smiled helplessly, "Is it okay to give Dad a little more time?" ”

One by one blinked, "Those ten minutes really can't be any longer." ”

Ji Rongke's heart was cold, as if he had seen her secretly how many times in the past eight years, didn't he wait until today. I still wanted to wait for Feng Jin to overturn the fattening point and eat it all to relieve his hunger, after all, he had held it for so long, he was not bloody, but the man impulse he should have was still there, he owed her, he still owed him, she owed him, didn't she have to pay it back, the debts in this world, it was easy to borrow and repay, it was not difficult to borrow again, he could spoil her and obey everything, but he couldn't get used to Feng Jin's stinky problem of not paying off his debts.

Ji Rongke stretched out two fingers to one by one, "Twenty minutes." ”

One by one shook his head, "You're too greedy, too." ”

He was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

Didn't they all say that his daughter was a caring little padded jacket, why didn't his daughter even have torn pants.

Ji Rongke didn't bother to discuss with her again, he directly picked up the struggling and writhing ones one by one, opened the door and threw them out, threw them into the arms of the bodyguard, and told her to take care of her and not to come out to make trouble.

One by one, his eyes widened unwillingly in the arms of the bodyguard, he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and he gritted his teeth on his shoulder and called him by his name, "Ji Rongke, I curse you." ”

Ji Rongke snorted without being salty, "Go back to your own room and curse slowly." ”

He slammed the door shut, and the woman who howled as bravely as Mulan outside was finally carried away. The world is really quiet, Ji Rongke closed his eyes with satisfaction, is it okay to raise a daughter, who said this, take them away one by one and raise them for two days, and see that he doesn't bite his tongue and kill himself.

He pulled out the folds that had been pulled out one by one just now, slowly turned around, and stared at Feng Jin, who was sitting on the bed with his knees overwhelmed, her hasty and innocent appearance made Ji Rongke's heart itch, pity and unbearable, he really can't talk now, too thin, feed more food, and get fat to toss, if you are careless and fall apart, you won't pick up the roof one by one.

Ji Rongke's mind suddenly appeared in his mind the soul-shattering scene many years ago, his heart was burning suddenly, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly, as if he was stuffing some bad idea, men are not serious, the older they are, the more improper, Ji Rongke has hidden his thoughts for half his life, and now he doesn't want to hide it, the ruffian on his face, he knows at a glance that he is going to fall into his trap.

Feng Jin opened her mouth, she wanted to ask He Qu, but she didn't dare to ask, this concern has nothing to do with Spring and Autumn and Fengyue, no love, hatred and hatred, just simply thinking about He Qu, wondering if he is alive or not.

She is indeed a little confused, she can't remember a lot of things, she is so inferior that she doesn't dare to look in the mirror, she didn't think it was so complicated, but when she really saw Ji Rongke, she knew that although he had white sideburns and wrinkles, he still didn't look old, his temperament was so good, how could he be a sharp edge that could be covered by a little wind and frost. He still makes women swoon like that, but she is not, she feels that she has aged a lot in the past eight years, she doesn't know how such a haggard and dilapidated self deserves to stand next to him, whether he will be ridiculed, whether he will be embarrassed.

She instinctively resisted his approach and smile, and she kept curling up and moving back, dodging his increasingly strong breath and clearer face.

Until she finally had no way to retreat, he was forced into a dead corner, he blocked her way, the wall blocked her back road, she was a little helpless and collapsed, she wanted to cry, but the sourness of her crying had not exploded to the extreme, he pressed one of his fingers on her lips.

The fingertips were hot, and the fingertips seemed to be slightly cold.

The skin is soft, and the skin is hard as iron.

She didn't move, all the struggles and panic froze at this moment, she stared at him blankly, through the misty waves, he suddenly pointed to the right under her gaze, "Look. ”

Feng Jin didn't know what he was talking about, she couldn't help but look in the direction of his finger, it was a mirror erected in front of the window frame, very clear, it seemed to be wiped many times, she saw herself inside, she was so thin that it was so white that there was no blood, the corners of her eyes were crawling with fine lines, her skin was no longer so fair and clear, she had thick bags under her eyes, she felt that the short hair looked so messy and hasty.

She couldn't accept such an ugly and mediocre self, she covered her face and screamed, how bitter she was in her heart, how miserable her screams were.

When Ji Rongke collapsed and was about to jump off the building, he hugged her and held her in his arms, she was on the verge of going crazy, and he was already heartbroken.

After all these years, he finally hugged her again, what a luxurious dream it became, who would tell him that it was real, it was real.

Her body was no longer so soft, it was all bone, chrome was on his chest, and he felt so painful, all over his body.

He shouted her name, so gentle that he pinched out the water, but she was crazy, she couldn't hear it, she only had her nightmarish face in front of her, how did she become like this, the aging that women fear most, why she was only thirty-two years old, but that face was as vicissitudes as fifty-two years old.

The dark years of the prison have consumed the last youth in her bones, she can't bask in the sun, she can't see the white dove, she has lost her freedom and happiness, she has no direction and motivation, and the days have passed day by day, and she is no longer the skin that a woman of this age should have.

She covered her face tightly, she was afraid that Ji Rongke would see it, but he just ripped her hand away, she was so frightened that she trembled, she turned her head away, and tried everything to prevent him from looking, he finally had no choice but to hold her face with his hand, forcing her to face himself, he shouted her name, "Feng Jin!" You look at me. ”

She was finally tired, tired of tossing, she was no longer struggling and crazy, her heart was like ashes.

Ji Rongke's eyes were red, his fingertips swept tenderly over each of her fine wrinkles, wanting to smooth her and send her a trace of warmth, when his hand finally brushed over her thin and narrow face, he stared at her eyes, her eyes were full of despair, sadness and decadence, he also choked, "I'm old too, Feng Jin." To love someone is to love the wrinkles on her face. I don't dislike it, those flat and smooth faces are not more beautiful than you. Because I love, I will see you at the age of thirty-two as you are twenty-two. You don't know how beautiful you are. ”