Ji Zhen lowered her head, and Jing Qingchen couldn't see what her expression was.

"Jing Qingchen, you haven't believed me until now, have you?"

Ji Zhen looked up at him.

At this time, the bewitching eyebrows and eyes looked very cold, and Ji Zhen's hands hidden under the table were also trembling.

"Vera, not ......"

Jing Qingchen just wanted to say something, but Ji Zhen in front of him had already dropped the photo on the table, hooked his lips mockingly, and turned his head to pick up the bag on the sofa.

"I didn't think it would believe me."

Ji Hao looked at him, and when she said this, she also felt an indescribable sense of irony.

Then, Ji Hao smiled in a low voice.

Going to leave.

Suddenly.

Jing Qingchen stretched out his hand and grabbed Ji Zhen, "I won't do this kind of thing, I know." ”

His voice was dry and hoarse.

Ji Hao didn't turn her head to look at him, but took a deep breath and turned her head to look at him calmly, "What are you doing?" ”

"In those days, didn't you just think I had done something I'd be sorry for?"

Jing Qingchen moved his thin lips slightly, but he didn't say anything in the end.

The light under his eyes also dimmed.

Nothing can be explained.

Ji Zhen sneered and tore his hand off again.

"Jing Qingchen, if you want any explanation, I can give it. Because everyone's explanation is for the most important people. When, can you give me a chance to explain? ”

After saying that, Ji Zhen left.

Jing Qingchen's pale eyes were even more dull at this time.

During this time, as soon as he closed his eyes, he would think of Ji Zhen.

Even dreaming, shouting Ji Zhen's name more and more times, even Secretary Qi has heard it a few times.

So he began to dare not sleep, for fear that as soon as he dreamed, he would dream of her again.

In fact, what I am afraid of is not seeing her in my dreams, but not seeing her when I wake up......

When Secretary Qi came in, Ji Hao had already left.

"Boss, where's the young lady?"

"Gone."

Jing Qingchen returned to his desk, tore up the photos one by one, and finally threw them into the paper basket.

"Gone??!"

Secretary Qi's eyes widened.

"Don't bother her."

Jing Qingchen said to him, "In the evening, let Dr. Song come over to Jing Zhai." ”

"Boss, isn't it ......?"

Jing Qingchen looked at Secretary Qi, his gaze became deeper and quieter, and Secretary Qi subconsciously shut up.

Night.

A man with a delicate and handsome face couldn't help but sink his face, and his voice was a few degrees higher, "Jing Qingchen, do you want to die??! Where did the medicine I was given go? ”

"Isn't the medicine given to me just for me to take?"

Jing Qingchen was indifferent.

"I gave a bottle, how many days have it been, and I'm done??"

Jing Qingchen's eyes became darker and darker, and he looked at Doctor Song again.

Dr. Song scratched the back of his head impatiently, "It's the first time I've encountered such a disobedient patient. ”

Jing Qingchen didn't refute, just sat on the sofa, his voice cold and flat, "Last time, I took medicine, but it still didn't work." ”

"What's wrong?"

Jing Qingchen recounted the matter in general terms, and Doctor Song sneered when he heard this, "The current emotions can't be stimulated at all." ”

There are still people who do such sneaky things in this era.

"I know, that photo was sent by the old man."

Jing Qingchen's words made Dr. Song pause.

Old Man Jing knew about Jing Qingchen's situation, and if he did this, Jing Qingchen was likely to lose his mind and never ...... again