Qiqi is just a child, and she hasn't done anything to hurt others.

"I'll transfer to Lele!"

"Whatever."

Then we went to school.

Two months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the time has entered autumn in a flash, and the weather has begun to cool down.

Ye Feiqing had a headache and didn't know why he always made it, it was more and more uncomfortable every time, and then he suddenly fainted, and the moment he fainted, I was so frightened that I felt that the whole world had collapsed.

Jian Mingchen's examination results were very bad, and the situation that he had clearly said would only appear in half a year appeared so quickly, less than a hundred days, a little earlier than expected.

That's just the beginning, he said.

It turned out that his head, which had not hurt for a long time, always began to ache frequently, which was actually a sign, a sign of physical deterioration.

My eyes were red, and Jian Mingchen suggested that he be hospitalized first.

He was still in a coma, and I felt that the hospital was too depressed, so I went back to get him a change of clothes and went out to breathe and digest this bad news.

When I got home, I took my clothes from the closet, but I accidentally found some photos in the bottom drawer of the closet, which were photos of me and Qiqi abroad.

I had already guessed that someone would report to him every day about my life with Qiqi, and at this time, these photos confirmed my guess, and my heart couldn't help but hurt.

I wonder what kind of longing and loneliness he felt when he used to look at these pictures.

My eyes were sour, I put the pictures down and took my clothes to the hospital.

But when I arrived at the hospital, I was faced with people going to empty wards, what happened? What about people?

I was a little panicked, I was really afraid that he would run away.

I went to find Jian Mingchen, and Jian Mingchen told me: "He said he didn't want to stay in the hospital, so he went to the company."

I'm a little sad, I can understand his feelings, he doesn't want to be in the hospital to do nothing, and he doesn't want to waste time in the hospital, so he doesn't want to stay in the hospital, but his current body is ......

I'm a little worried.

"I see."

After coming out of the hospital, I also went directly to the company, and I met Assistant Chen in the elevator, she nodded to me as a polite greeting, and I smiled at her.

After a moment of silence in the elevator, Assistant Chen asked, "...... young master?"

She spoke and then stopped, and I felt her choke.

Ye Shaohong is also an excellent man after all, Assistant Chen has been by his side for many years before, it must be difficult not to be impressed by such a man.

It's just that her crush is too deep and too painful, and now that Ye Shaohong is gone, only she knows her sadness and pain.

"I've always wanted to ask Miss Fu, did the eldest young master leave anything behind when he left? I think...... Save it for a thought. ”

"Why bother to see things and think about people?" It's just going to make yourself more miserable and uncomfortable.

Assistant Chen smiled bitterly: "I think Miss Fu can understand my feelings."

I fell silent.

After all, he has also lived abroad with Ye Shaohong, and he likes Qiqi so much, he often buys some gadgets for her, so he also has contacts, and he did leave some things, and I also brought those things back, which I originally planned to give to the old man of the Ye family.

"I'll give it to you another day." I say.

"Thank you." After a brief conversation, the elevator doors opened and she walked out.

I continued to go upstairs and walked to Ye Feiqing's office, but was stopped by the front desk secretary.

She looked at me with some embarrassment: "The president said that he didn't see anyone."

"Oh." I replied lightly, ignored it, and continued walking.

"Sister Fu......"

I patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it myself, and I won't burn you." ”

Manager Song, who was explaining something to the secretary on the side, sneered when he heard my words: "Let her in, I want to see how capable she is."

In the past two months of work, basically every time I meet with this manager Song, she will raise a few words with me, I am also used to it, and now I am not in the mood to fight with her here, I went to push the door of the office, but the door was locked, I frowned and worried.

"Ye Feiqing, you open the door for me."

I filmed for a while, but no one came to open the door for me, and Manager Song stood on the side to watch the show.

I frowned and called Ye Feiqing, but no one answered.

Faced with the closed door, I finally called Mr. Wang: "Can you find the spare key to the office?" If you can't find it, contact someone from the lock picking company for me. ”

After hanging up the phone, lawyer Wang quickly came up.

He asked me what was going on, and I tiredly said, "I'll talk about that later, open the door for me first."

Lawyer Wang found a spare key to open the door, and I went in.

I didn't see Ye Feiqing in the office, there is a lounge in his office, where there are bathrooms, beds, and cabinets.

When I opened the door to the lounge, I saw his lonely figure standing by the window.

The curtain was drawn, leaving only a small slit, through which his eyes looked numbly.

In the face of life and death and illness, I think no one can be calm, there will be an unacceptable process, and he is not hysterical, but it is already a good performance to face it calmly.

I walked over and hugged him from behind, I wanted to give him warmth, I wanted him to feel my presence, I wanted to use the hug to tell him that I was there, he was not alone, and I would always be with him.

He took my hand and suddenly turned around and hugged me.

I said, "Don't be sad, I will always be with you, you are not alone, you still have me and Qiqi."

He hugged my hand tightly, buried his head in my neck and took a deep breath, "A-Yao, I'm actually scared, I used to be in poor health, I don't think it matters whether I live or die, so I don't care much about my body, and I never respect the doctor's advice, now I really regret it...... I regret that I didn't listen to Jian Mingchen's words before. ”

"Now that I have you, I have Qiqi, I feel that I haven't lived enough, I can't bear you, when I think of if I'm gone, I feel reluctant to leave you and Qiqi, and I feel heartache and sadness......"

I pressed against his forehead and breathed with him, I held his handsome cheeks, a thousand words blocked in my heart and couldn't speak, and finally converged into a kiss, using the most direct behavior to vent the feelings in my heart.

My lips fell on his lips: "Qiqi and I will always be with you, always ......"

Even if he is not there in the end, Qiqi and I will always be with him, we will always be a family, and no one else will ever interfere.

He hugged me tightly, as if he was about to break my waist, and I knew that he wanted to rub me into his blood, and from then on we would never be separated, and the same was true for me, so I locked his lips deeply.

He responded to me with a surging voice, affectionate and gentle.

My eyes were red with sadness, and I couldn't hold back my tears.

I wish God wouldn't be so cruel, give us a little hope, and don't take him away from me.

Two months of happy life is too short, not enough, really not enough, I want to be with him for the rest of my life, in vain and old.

"Don't cry." He kissed away my tears and then sealed my lips, and I tasted the taste of my own tears, salty and astringent.

I unbuttoned his suit and pulled out the shirt he had tucked into his suit pants, and my hand reached in and landed on the curve of his stiff body.

At this moment, only this kind of substantive touch can express each other's feelings, and only the most direct catharsis can soothe the panic and fear in our hearts, and only this most direct emotional catharsis can perceive the existence of the other party.

I'm here, and he's there.

I took off his suit and white shirt, and I was bold again today and offered to help him untie his belt.

His kiss lingered along my features and down my neck, all the way down.

We fell on the bed in the lounge together, and my name whispered softly from his sexual AA voice: "A-Yao......"

I think it's the best sound I've ever heard, and because it's him, it's the best.

I kissed him and responded: "I'm ...... if it's not love"

The curtains in the lounge were brightly lit, and only the open door let in some bright colors of the day, and the room was dim and cloudy, but warm as if it was summer.

The breath is intertwined, full of ambiguous colors, and the hot temperature is rising.