Chapter 411: This Fool!
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Jing Qingge's tears fell out all of a sudden, she had endured it since just now, but when she heard his murmuring, she couldn't hold back anymore.
What a fool, it's obviously not his fault, he's just sick, no one wants to get sick, these days when she was guarding him, she was thinking, in the past ten years, he has endured all this silently alone, even if he has strong psychological endurance, he will feel lonely and sad.
She remembered that he had said before that with her by his side, he rarely had nightmares, and she didn't care about it at the time, and she didn't figure it out until the past few days, so he, like her, for a long, long time in the past, he couldn't sleep at night, couldn't sleep deeply, afraid that he would suddenly get sick, afraid that he would hurt the people close to him......
This idiot!
Don't say anything to her!
……
Jing Qingge gently raised his hand and covered his red cheeks, the moisture in his eyes became even stronger, and hot tears fell one after another, smashing on the back of his hand, almost burning the back of his hand.
Ji Yicheng's shoulders trembled slightly, and his moist eyes were dyed with sadness, like a little boy who had done something wrong, but with a little grievance, he only showed her the grievances.
The corners of Jing Tingge's mouth softened, and he wanted to smile at him, but he found that he was laughing a little bitterly, maybe laughing more ugly than crying, so he stopped laughing.
"Ji Yicheng, why don't you tell me, you're sick......"
"I'm ......" Ji Yicheng's throat moved suddenly, but he was a little dumbfounded.
"Do you remember what I told you last time, people who love each other are meant to share weal and pain, I have promised to be your wife, and for a long, long time in the future, I will go down with you, laugh at what you laugh at, and sorrow what you grieve."
Jing Tingge's voice choked, his eyes fanned lightly, and a tear stained down, "If you hadn't been ill that night, wouldn't you have planned to keep telling me?" ”
"Hmm." Ji Yicheng looked at her directly, if he could, he would rather she never know for the rest of his life.
"Why?"
"I'm afraid ......" Ji Yicheng also choked his voice, and even shook his head a little indifferently, he was afraid of everything unknown, afraid that he would bring her harm, afraid that she would leave......
A broken gap in the depths of the heart ached faintly, a dull pain, and this pain spread wildly every night before.
……
Jing Tingge couldn't understand his eyes at the moment, but she seemed to understand, she had always known his uneasiness, and she was arrogant and cold about everything, but she only had gains and losses in their love.
"Ji Yicheng, I said that I won't leave you." Jing Tingge pursed the corners of his lips slightly, his eyes firm, "Now that I know that you are sick, I will not leave." ”
Ji Yicheng was sour, he once thought that he would never cry in this life, let alone shed tears for women, but the girl named Jing Qinge in front of him made him cry for a while.
"Dump Bao'er, you said it." Ji Yicheng's eyes shone with a thin light.
"I don't seem to have told you that the wish I made that day in Piazza Milan was to hold the hand of my son and grow old with my son."
Jing Tingge clasped his big hand tightly, the ten fingers overlapping together, and the two diamond rings that reflected each other, all remembered the promise of loving each other for a lifetime at this moment.
Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.