When Ji Qingsang rushed to the hospital, Xiaoxiao was talking to Mei Juan.

Xiaoxiao turned around and saw Ji Qingsang, and happily pounced on him and shouted, "Sangsang." ”

Ji Qingsang hugged her directly and asked gently, "Are you obedient?" ”

Xiao nodded heavily, pointed to Mei Juan who was lying on the hospital bed and said, "Grandma is sick, and my uncle took me to see her." ”

"Hmm." Ji Qingsang walked towards Mei Juan and said softly, "Mrs. Ji, are you better?" ”

"Sangsang ......" Mei Juan opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say, taking what happened in the past, in fact, she owed Ji Qingsang a lot.

"Xiaoxiao has also seen Mrs. Ji, if there is nothing wrong, we should go back." Ji Qingsang always spoke very lightly, and his facial expression was not turbulent.

"Sangsang, do you want to take Xiaoxiao away?" It's only been a morning, and Mei Juan has actually fallen in love with Xiaoxiao.

A lively and cute little girl who looks beautiful is easy to make people happy.

"Hmm." Ji Qingsang pursed her lips and smiled, "She has to go back to France tomorrow, so she has to go back and pack her things today." ”

"Xiaoxiao, say goodbye to grandma." Ji Qingsang asked Xiaoxiao to say goodbye to Mei Juan, put her on the ground, and Xiaoxiao ran to Mei Juan's side and whispered.

As soon as Ji Qingsang straightened up, he grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

It wasn't until her back was pressed against the cold wall that she looked up at the man with a dark eye.

"Mr. Ji, if you have anything to say, don't always do it." Ji Qingsang smiled lightly, and the curvature of the side face was intellectual and elegant.

"You recognize the Mu family as Sheng Boxi's thread, right?" Ji Hesheng opened his mouth, and his voice was suppressed.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." Ji Qingsang replied.

The cold and indifferent face looked at Ji Qingsang with an inquiring face, as if he wanted to see some different emotions in her eyes, but he was destined to be disappointed.

As said at the beginning, Ji Qingsang has no feelings for him, so he can hurt him so unscrupulously!

"I don't care about the things you've done, but I'm still the same, you stay with Xiaoxiao." Ji Hesheng said in a deep voice, and the big palm on her waist pulled her closer to her body.

"Wait, what do you mean, what have I done?"

With only a thin layer of clothing between her hot chest, she could clearly feel the beating of her heart.

He raised his hand to remove the shackled big hand, but the man's strength was a little heavier.

"You've been using me since the beginning, haven't you?" After saying this, Ji Hesheng couldn't ignore the stinging pain in his heart.

It was all too coincidental for him not to think so.

"Invite me to dinner, deliberately let Ji Ying see it, and then attack Song Yu, and then expose Ji Ying's identity to let her mother know, you just want to take revenge on me."

Ji Qingsang's crimson lips opened a light smile, and a cool mockery immediately sounded, "Ji Hesheng, you can't help but think too highly of yourself, are you that important?" ”

"Am I not important?"

Wanting an answer, he asked the question he longed for the most, stubbornly and paranoid staring at Ji Qingsang like a child.

"You listen well," Ji Qingsang spit out lightly, word by word, "You Ji Hesheng-in my heart--not at all-"

Without waiting for Ji Qingsang to say the rest of the words, the man with a sad aura suddenly lowered his head, his handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of him, and then the warm and soft lips fell on her lips.

He swallowed the rest of her words, as if that would stop the bad ones.

The thin waist was held by a big hand, and Ji Qingsang's whole person was fixed on the wall like this. The lips that had been invaded were crushed fiercely, and then turned into a gentle touch.

She was stunned until her tongue was pried open, and the strength of her grip on her waist gradually increased.

The sound of the heartbeat in the mouth, mixed with the sudden breeze, actually seems a little beautiful.

Those that had been, more raging beats in front of her, she was deeply trapped in such a kiss and couldn't extricate herself.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Hesheng removed his lips, and saw Ji Qingsang's cheeks dyed red, and he was a little shy for no reason.

"You still feel for me, I can feel it."

Raising his hand and caressing her cheek, he opened his mouth lightly, and his voice was hoarse.

The lips, tongue and breath that left suddenly did not change her thoughts, but instead made a mess of the heart lake.

Ji Qingsang hated his own infirmity, especially on the issue of treating Ji Hesheng.

However, it was not a life-and-death situation between them, but she couldn't let go of it alone.

"Sangsang, can't you stay for me?" Ji Hesheng hugged Ji Qingsang, burying his head in her neck and being unexpectedly fragile.

"Ji Hesheng, from the past to the present, have you ...... Like me? Ji Qingsang was silent, and it took a long time to find his voice.

"I don't like you." Ji Hesheng opened his mouth, with a smile in his voice.

Really.

The corners of Ji Qingsang's lips were bitter, and this man's words made her heart ache beyond measure.

It turned out that she was really like Sister Luo Rou and they said, and she still liked Ji Hesheng. Even if he had done so many things to be sorry for her, she still couldn't completely uproot him from the bottom of her heart.

Ji Hesheng tightened his arms and tied her in his arms more tightly, "But I love you." ”

But I love you.

Five words, the strokes are simple, and it is not difficult to pronounce.

But it just warms people's hearts.

Ji Qingsang didn't know how she got out of the hospital, and by the time she reacted, she was already standing on the crowded street.

It wasn't until she woke up many years later that she realized that only love in the world was unpredictable, and she fell for a Gu named Ji Hesheng, the poison was him, and the antidote was also him.

She was fascinated for a while, and was blinded by Ji Hesheng's rhetoric, and left a little one.

didn't bring Xiaoxiao back, and after going back, he would definitely be told by Mu Siyue, so Ji Qingsang simply went to the coffee shop.

The sun was shining at noon, Luo Rou sat on the sofa and didn't know what she was thinking, and she didn't even react when Ji Qingsang stood beside her.

"Sister Luo Rou?" Ji Qingsang shouted, reaching out and waving in front of her.

"Ah, Harumi." Luo Rou looked up at her and gave her a seat to sit down.

"You seem to be a little absent-minded today." Ji Qingsang said, and sighed again, why shouldn't he be!

Luo Rou's mind still echoed what she had heard from Liang Chennan in the morning, which made her unable to figure it out anyway.

If Liang Chennan never liked Yi Wei from beginning to end, why did he have a relationship with her? Is it really an accident as Liang Chennan said?

What about Yi Wei? Coveted the man who belonged to her from the beginning, and finally gave her a fatal blow?

Shaking her head, Luo Rou's closed eyes opened, and she found Ji Qingsang looking at her strangely.

"Qingsang, why are you looking at me like this?" Luo Rou touched her face and asked suspiciously.

Could it be that the slap mark that was beaten by Yi Wei in the morning is still there, so she is looking at her like this?

"Sister Luo Rou, did something happen to you?" Ji Qingsang asked, leaning closer.

"Nope." Luo Rou replied, and suddenly said in a tangled voice, "Qingsang, if, I mean if, Liang Chennan didn't mean to betray me back then, then should I forgive him?" ”

Ji Qingsang took Luo Rou's hand and said very sincerely, "Sister Luo Rou, in fact, I wanted to say it a long time ago, the matter between you and Liang Chennan back then was not so simple, do you want to try to investigate, if everything is a misunderstanding, the five years you missed will be too much to lose." ”

"However, he and Yi Wei are already married, and if I intervene again, it will be tantamount to ruining their marriage." Luo Rou was still a little hesitant.

"That was originally Yi Wei's stolen marriage." Ji Qingsang patted her hand and lowered her voice, "Even if you don't have such a mind and won't be with Liang Chennan, then you have to figure it out about your affairs." ”

Luo Rou nodded, and her mood relaxed a little.

"By the way, did you come to me for something?" Luo Rou remembered that Ji Qingsang didn't seem to have a good face just now.

Ji Qingsang heard Luo Rou's question, and then slowly spoke, "Sister Luo Rou, Ji Hesheng said that he ......"

Ji Qingsang couldn't say the next words anyway, but that sentence was like a spell, and it kept spinning in her mind.

Seeing that her face seemed to be dyed with a layer of redness, Luo Rou raised her lips and guessed, "Did he say he liked you?" ”

Ji Qingsang nodded, wringing his fingers tightly.

In fact, when he was with Ji Hesheng five years ago, he also said such things, but after going through so many things, she doubted his love for her. But when I heard it again many years later, no one knew how much she would be touched.

Women are emotional, and sometimes they are distracted by someone's words and actions.

She even suspected that Ji Hesheng's existence was undoubtedly to restrain her.

"Qingsang, you might as well think about yourself when you persuade me." Luo Rou looked at her, her lips pulled into a gentle smile, "You should still have feelings for Ji Hesheng, this is a fact that you can't erase." So you might as well observe it for a while, if Ji Hesheng shows his sincerity to you, you try to accept him again, after all, there is still a little between you. ”

Xiaoxiao really connects the two of them.

Ji Qingsang raised her hand to wrap her hand around Luo Rou's shoulder, her eyes rolled slightly, "Sister Luo Rou, I always feel that we are very similar." ”

"It's the experience is very similar but the circumstances are different, maybe it's like life, you always have to go through something to grow." Luo Rou fanned her eyelashes, and her thoughts became clear in an instant.

Following her words, Ji Qingsang remembered another Buddhist saying: Everything has a way, like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such.

The same is true of love, ever-changing and unpredictable.

Feelings that are bound and suppressed will grow like crazy, and instead of restraining yourself, it is better to face them truthfully in order to seek liberation.