In the blink of an eye, ginger wine has been in Chicago for a month.

Wen Xili's attending doctor also agreed that he could go home for a week in a month.

On the same day, Wen Xili called Chu Ran over and took him out of the hospital.

I also took it back directly to the place where ginger wine lives now.

When ginger wine came out of the restaurant after eating and saw the man sitting on the sofa watching TV, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Chu Ran was sweating tiredly, and when he saw ginger wine coming out, he clapped his hands and said to her, "People will let you here." He stayed here for a week, and if something called the old professor, he would drive over to see him. ”

With that, he was leaving.

"Stop."

Ginger wine snorted coldly.

Chu Ran was stunned, glanced at Wen Xili who was sitting on the sofa, and then looked at Jiang Jiu.

The woman's pretty little face was expressionless, but she just walked over and looked at Wen Xili for a while before frowning, "He can be discharged from the hospital?" ”

"Oh......" Chu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "The professor said that his physical signs have stabilized in all aspects, and it doesn't matter if he goes home for a stay." ”

The woman raised her slender willow eyebrows, and her tone was not very pleasant: "Then what are you putting me here?" ”

"Ahem."

Wen Xili, who had been silent, coughed lightly.

It's too cruel to say this kind of thing in front of the person concerned, right?

Jiang Jiu turned around and gave him a cold look.

Wen Xili said to Chu Ran: "You go back first." ”

"Then I'll go first!"

Chu Ran didn't want to stay here as a light bulb either, and when he heard this, he immediately slipped out of the hall with oil on the soles of his feet.

Jiang Jiu glanced at his back, and then glanced at Wen Xili with a smile.

The man sat on a brown couch, thin, thin white shirt with pale collarbones exposed.

Sick and weak and weak.

Seeing her coming, he immediately raised his head and met her gaze, his dark eyes, calm and focused.

Jiang Jiu retracted his gaze without any expression, turned upstairs, and knocked on Jiang Ci's door.

"Xiao Ci, your dad is back."

Jiang Ci was mixing paint, and when he heard the sound of ginger wine, he immediately opened the door and poked his little head out of it.

Ginger wine: "He's downstairs now." ”

Jiang Ci put down the paintbrush in his hand and immediately ran down.

Jiang Jiu looked at his back and sighed helplessly.

Back downstairs, Jiang Xiaoci was already sitting on Wen Xili's lap, and the father and son were hugging each other to watch TV.

They look alike, they look like father and son, Jiang Jiu remembered that a long time ago, Wen Xili once told her that he wanted her to give birth to a child for him to raise......

If his identity wasn't so special, he was just an ordinary man, and maybe they would be much happier than they are now, right?

However, only if.

Jiang Jiu glanced at them a few times, but didn't go over again, turned around and went back upstairs to rest.

At night.

Jiang Jiu lay on the bed, staring at the man who pushed the door in, watching him shamelessly try to climb into her bed.

She kicked over: "Get out." ”

For the sake of his patient's face, letting him live with him has already given him face, and now he kicks his nose in the face, and wants to go to her bed.

Dream!

Probably because of the taboo on the fragile skeleton he looks like now, Jiang Jiu's kick didn't have much strength, and the man easily buckled his ankle and pinched it in the palm of his hand.

The man's fingers were warm, the texture of the skin was smooth, and the hospital made the pen cocoon and gun cocoon on his hand fade, his fingers crossed the center of her foot, and the ginger wine was itchy and wanted to take it back, and was pinched by the other party lightly and heavily.

"Let go."

She glared at him.

"Don't let go."

The man seemed to laugh.

Jiang Jiu glared at him, a little unhappy, and the posture of one foot being held by a man was very indecent, she was wearing a nightdress, and he looked at the bottom of her skirt!

She has nothing to do with him now, so don't show him in vain!

"Wen Xili!"

She called his name gloomily, suggesting that he knew a little.

The man pursed his lips slightly, restrained a smile, stared at her, lowered his head and kissed her toes with soft lips.

“！！”

Jiang Jiu itched and curled up his toes, subconsciously retracted his legs, and the man followed her strength, did not hide, and pounced on her.

With his arms at her sides, he lowered his head and looked at her face tenderly.

On ginger wine's snow-white face, a little blush appeared, like new snow falling plums, I couldn't tell whether I was angry or ashamed, my soft chest rose and fell, and between my breaths, I smelled the faint cold fragrance on the man's body.

He had the bitter smell of the drug, which made it impossible for her to use her hands to violence him.

He looked so fragile now, he felt like he could break a bone with a kick.

"You're sick like this, you don't want to do that kind of thing, do you?"

She was still convinced.

When the man heard this, he laughed, and he kissed her on the face and slowly took her into his arms.

"If you let me hold it for a while, I'll be satisfied."

"Only for a minute." Ginger wine is lukewarm.

"......" Wen Xili didn't speak, but tightened his arms and gathered her slender skeleton into his arms.

There are many things I want to say to her, but I feel that I can't say it when I am in my arms.

I miss you so much, every day, every minute, every second, I miss you.

I miss you, I miss Jiang Ci, I think about this life, and there is no chance to meet again.

I think about what will happen if I fail, what will happen if I die, I think about being afraid, I want to never see you again.

I want to leave everything behind and come to you.

For three years, she was under his eyes, unable to see each other, unable to relax, and every second was torment.

He was not afraid of death before, but now he is most afraid of death, afraid that if he is not there, someone will bully her again.

"Wine."

“……”

"I really like you."

Jiang Jiu closed his eyes, listening to Wen Xili's heartbeat behind him, and did not answer.

She felt Wen Xili kiss her neck, and then fell silent, hugging her and not saying anything more.

She opened her eyes, exhaled slowly, and raised her eyes to look at the cold moon outside the window.

It's a terrible thing to feel insecure.

Four years ago, she and Wen Xili did not have a definite relationship, Wen Fengmian stopped her in the front, and then there was a gambling agreement between her and Shen Yue, when she was with him, she also felt down-to-earth, and when the two of them hugged, they also felt real.

And now, no matter how much he says what he likes and how many times he explains the reason to her, she still feels empty.

It's empty, it's light, like the next foot will step on the air.

The relationship has reached this point, it is already in the air, she still loves Wen Xili, but she no longer has the courage to spend the rest of her life with him.

Without a sense of security, no matter how close the two people are, they only feel that there is a leakage.

Perhaps, she shouldn't have taken Jiang to resign, and it would have ended with such a relationship, it would have ended three years ago.

At least, she didn't feel sorry at the time.