Shi Jingran was like a drop of ink in her blank life. Little by little, it is rendered and leaves an indelible mark.

If you have to remove it, then you can only cut off the color that Shi Jingran rendered to her, otherwise, it can't be erased at all.

No cut, pain; It hurts to cut it off. It may be more painful......

And she doesn't seem to be able to let go of her feelings for him at all.

He intruded into her life in a grand manner, left a deep imprint, and then left.

And Si Jingcheng has always stayed by her side with a protective attitude, taking care of her and protecting her.

Why wasn't she moved? But there are already people in her heart, and she can't accommodate anything else.

Even if that person had lost her, she couldn't hate him. Love is so humble, even humble to the dust.

If she had a next life, she would definitely choose to avoid Shi Jingran and be with Si Jingcheng.

The years are quiet, no injuries and no tears.

Fu Qiqi gently closed his eyes, and there was another line of tears.

It's getting overcast, and it's getting dark. The rain slid down, and I don't know whose heart it wetted.

Si Jingcheng stood up and wanted to close the window. Fu Qiqi said softly: "Don't close ...... tightly"

Si Jingcheng's body was stunned, but after all, it was not tight. A big gap was left.

"You can rest a little longer." Realizing that the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward, Si Jingcheng said in a low voice: "I'll go out first, if you're hungry, call me." ”

Fu Qiqi nodded and lay on the bed. Feeling the cold and lonely breeze outside the window, I had a lot of thoughts.

Shi Jingran may be watching this cold drizzle at this time, although they can't be together, at least they can enjoy the same weather.

At the full moon, the same full moon can be seen. When it rains, you can feel the same cold touch......

The rain was all over the sky, and Shi Jingran was not as Fu Qiqi thought after all, enjoying the autumn drizzle with her.

His brow furrowed, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He writhed uncomfortably on the bed, his lips chapped.

"How can it be so hot?!" Lan Qianruo put her hand on Shi Jingran's forehead to test the temperature, and as soon as she touched Shi Jingran's forehead, she felt the hot temperature. "What are you still doing?! Hurry up and call Dr. Wang over! ”

Lan Qianruo roared angrily at the subordinates standing aside. The servant hurriedly handed over the ice cube in his hand, and ran out to call the private doctor over with a smoke.

The personal doctor examined Shi Jingran and said: "This may be the fever caused by the cold last night, and the temperature on his body should be lowered quickly, otherwise it will cause wound infection." ”

Although Lan Qianruo doesn't understand medicine, she also knows the seriousness of the wound infection. She said anxiously, "So what now?" Say it quickly! ”

The doctor thought for a moment and said, "You wipe his wrists and forehead with alcohol, and I'll just hang up the bottle for him." ”

Lan Qianruo breathed a sigh of relief at this time. She was about to go out to get alcohol when she heard a very faint, but clear and audible voice: "Qiqi......"

Lan Qianruo immediately couldn't move, she looked back at Shi Jingran, who was still in a coma, and couldn't help but feel angry in her heart.

Now it's me who takes care of you! It's not Fu Qiqi!

Lan Qianruo roared angrily in his heart.

Shi Jingran, who was on the bed, didn't know what he said at all, and was still frowning impatiently, looking very painful.

"Qiqi, I will definitely protect your ......" His voice was unusually hoarse, but it was not magnetic.

The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and everyone saw Lan Qianruo's gloomy face on the verge of going berserk, and they didn't dare to say a word, eager to become transparent.

Suddenly, Lan Qianruo laughed, her smile was firm and full of confidence.

"But Fu Qiqi doesn't need your protection." She smiled and walked out.

The few people left in the room looked at each other, as if they knew something they shouldn't know, but as if they didn't know anything.

After a while, the private doctor took the lead in leaving and went to dispense medicine to Shi Jingran, as if nothing had happened.

The others also hurried away, and went their own way.

Soon, Lan Qianruo came over with alcohol, and first used a warm towel to help Shi Jingran wipe off the sweat on his face and palms. Then I used an alcohol-soaked cotton wool to wipe his temples, wrists and other places that are prone to heat.

Gentle movements, like a good wife and mother in ancient times.

It is impossible to compare her now with her who was on the verge of going berserk just now.

"Even if you have her in your heart, what can you do?" Lan Qianruo said softly while wiping it.

It was as if she was talking about trivial matters at home now, but when she came down, the hearts of those who heard her were shocked.

"Because, she's about to become someone else's wife."

Shi Jingran in the dream seemed to have a feeling, and his brows furrowed even tighter. Although the alcohol cooled down, the sweat on his face still came out layer by layer.

After checking Shi Jingran's condition, the private doctor said with some concern: "Miss Lan, don't talk about this matter, Mr. Shi's condition is not very good, and it is better to recuperate." ”

Lan Qianruo's face froze and sank slightly. She looked down at Shi Jingran, but still nodded.

After the private doctor hung up the water quickly, the private doctor walked out.

"Qiqi," Shi Jingran's voice became clearer when Lan Qianruo was left alone in the room, "Don't go......"

Shi Jingran today, as if he was going to say all the things that he didn't usually say to Fu Qiqi.

Lan Qianruo's hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, she gritted her teeth and looked at Shi Jingran, who was still muttering to herself, and quickly got up and walked out.

He gave the butler the cotton wool stuffed with alcohol in his hand and said, "You go and wipe him, and I'll go out." ”

As soon as the housekeeper approached the house, he heard Shi Jingran say, "Qiqi, you are mine!" ”

Although the voice is weak, it is full of power.

However, he seems to be the only one who thinks so.

The rain gradually became heavier, hitting the window, rendering the street lamp outside the window into a faint oil painting.

Fu Jingxin stared quietly at the street lamp outside the window, watching the cold rain wind down from the window stained by the street lamp, crooked, just like her tangled mood at the moment.

And her father, who was sitting across from her, was also very uneasy at the moment.

After Fu Jingxin went to the company today, he asked the assistant to investigate the "contract". When she learned the truth, she was also shocked.

She couldn't wait to rush out and slap Lan Qianruo twice, but years of crawling in the mall let her know that it was just a waste of time and useless at all.

It happened that this afternoon, she received a call from Fu Feng and knew that he had come back early.

The two of them did not go home, but found a more remote café to sit down.

After Fu Feng learned the truth of the matter, he also fell silent.

"Then let Qiqi marry Jingcheng." After a long time, Fu Feng said it, his voice was heavy, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to say this sentence.

"Dad......" Fu Jingxin's hand unconsciously grasped the tablecloth and looked at Fu Feng with a tangled gaze.

She knew Fu Qiqi, and her only sister liked Shi Jingran. It's not that she hasn't loved someone, and she knows how painful it can be to marry someone she doesn't love.

"Jing Xin," Fu Feng let out a long sigh, "If you love someone, you don't have to be with him......"

Fu Feng was halfway through speaking, and suddenly couldn't go on.

"To marry someone you like, it's better to choose someone who loves you." Before Fu Feng could speak, Fu Jingxin inadvertently said this sentence.

"Sometimes, you will find that the person you love may not be suitable for you," Fu Feng's old eyes seemed to contain infinite vicissitudes of life, "but Si Jingcheng is the one who can take care of Qiqi for a lifetime and can entrust Qiqi for life." ”

"Dad," Fu Jingxin suddenly looked up at Fu Feng, and stopped talking. But in the end, she couldn't help it and asked: "At the beginning, the Xu family could cooperate with Shi Jingran and get married, why didn't the Dijing Group have the intention of marrying our family?" ”

She paused, licked her dry lips with her tongue, and said, "If we had married in the first place, Qiqi would not have suffered like that...... Our family, is there any holiday with the Shi family? ”

Fu Feng didn't look at Fu Jingxin again, but turned his head to look out the window.

After a long time, Fu Jingxin felt that he would not answer his question anymore. But I heard Fu Feng's voice like a sigh: "Jing Xin, do you remember what your father said to you when you took over the Fu Group?" ”

Fu Jingxin's heart trembled heavily and said, "Dad, I ......"

She bit her lower lip and said word by word: "I haven't forgotten that at that time, my father told me not to touch the affairs of the Shi family, and not to investigate what the reason is." “

Fu Feng nodded, his voice tired and heavy. The two didn't say anything more, just sat quietly.

It's raining tonight, and the café is especially less crowded, making it even quieter. And Fu Jingxin and Fu Feng are quiet, almost melting into the soft, quiet lighting of the café.

"Now, the best solution is to let Qiqi marry Si Jingcheng." After taking the last sip of coffee, Fu Feng repeated his decision again.

Fu Jingxin didn't refute again, just nodded slightly, signaling that she agreed with Fu Feng's words.

As soon as I left the café, a cold and wet mist hit my face. Fu Feng's voice also reached Fu Jingxin's ears along the mist.

"Qiqi's stubborn temperament," a day of flying seemed to make him very tired, and his voice was slightly hoarse and dull, "Tell her directly, she will definitely not agree." ”

Fu Jingxin looked at Fu Feng, and she didn't know how to answer this question.

Qiqi looks weak on the surface, but in her heart, how deep her attachment to dreams and love is immeasurable.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have given up on being with Si Jingcheng a long time ago. But she didn't, she still stuck to the barren love in her heart.

Even if it is barren, she is still determined. In the wilderness of endless years, she has never changed the decision of her heart.

She is so stubborn, but she is so persistently so cute.

Thinking of this, Fu Jingxin couldn't help but blush. Now she has to work with her father to find a way to destroy Qiqi's attachment......

"We're here for the good of Qiqi." Fu Feng seemed to comfort himself, emphasizing that this was for Fu Qiqi's good.

Fu Jingxin's reason told her that Fu Feng's approach was right.

But her emotions are constantly refuting, is this really good for Qiqi? Have you ever wondered if she feels comfortable when she is forced to do this?

Will she really feel good? Fu Jingxin asked herself again, and her lips were almost verbose.

Just when the car was about to arrive at home, Fu Feng whispered in Fu Jingxin's ear and said his own way.