Chen Jing strode in, and everything in front of him was almost the same as what he had guessed and sketched in his mind.

He used the utmost restraint to keep himself standing still.

Yin Owl's eyes stared at him and said, "Cheng Jizhen, how does it feel to cuckold me?" ”

Tang Shuang's heart palpitated for a while, and the way he didn't smile was really scary.

Cheng Jizhen gently let go of Tang Shuang, "Chen Jingyou, don't talk about it." ”

Chen Jingyou sneered, "You stayed here for two months and eight days, I remember correctly, you really tried your best to rob my woman." ”

"Chen Jingyou," Tang Shuang looked at him, "you go out." ”

His attention was not on her, but when he heard her say this, he suddenly felt a great anger, like a volcano, which weighed heavily on his chest, and sprayed thinly.

"I'm going out," he took a deep breath, "why do this to me?" ”

"I don't want to be with you anymore." Tang Shuang didn't dare to look at him, especially those deep eyes, he didn't dare to look at him at all.

"You don't want to be with me," Chen Jingyou smiled deeply, cold and biting.

"She's not feeling well, please go out." Cheng Jizhen stood up.

"Uncomfortable, what's wrong?" His voice was still cold, but with a vague concern.

"Abortion surgery."

With only four words, Chen Jingyou was stunned.

After about half a minute, he was about to speak, but he heard Tang Shuang say resolutely, "It's Brother Ji Zhen's." ”

Chen Jingyou took a small step back as if he hadn't reacted at once, staring straight at her, "What do you say, say it again." ”

Tang Shuang was also courageous, and met his gaze, "I said, the child is Brother Ji Zhen's." ”

The air seemed to stop flowing, and the slender hand with distinct bones and fingers gently caressed the luger.

No one saw how he got it out.

Just listen to the bang, everything is quiet, how much past, how much love and hate, it seems that it has come to an end in this gunshot.

❤

The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night.

At the end of the year, the whole city and the whole country became busy, and everyone was on the road, and their hearts were like arrows.

A few days ago, the country fell heavy snowfall, traffic in many places was blocked, taxis were asking for prices, Cheng Jizhen announced that 10,000 new energy vehicles would be released across the country, free of charge for the Spring Festival people who did not buy tickets, a moment of uproar, set off a heated discussion.

Some people say that he put on a show, some people say that he made a big advertisement that is right for the people at the right time, but more of it is praise for the beauty, after all, this is indeed a feat for the benefit of the people.

The company's stock rose rubbly, and the congratulations rushed to him like a flowing stream, but was he happy?

Out of sorts.

All he cares about now is a person, whether she's awake or not.

At the end of the year, some people have passed the year, and some people have passed the pass.

The doctor told Cheng Jizhen that if Tang Shuang hadn't woken up this year, she might have fallen asleep forever.

He has been by her side for the last two days, from sunrise to sunset, reading daily news for her, reading love, talking about their past and even the future.

Outside is a fluttering snowflake, little by little, not big, falling on the evergreen tree covered with a thin layer of feathers, he remembered that the last time he and Tang Shuang saw the snow was six years ago, when she was still a minor, she was an innocent girl, he took her hand, carefully walked on the ice, she was interested for a while, and also performed a ballet on ice for him.

Six years later, they watched the snow fall again, but she lay here unconsciously, surrounded by cold instruments, and only Didi's voice reminded him that she was still alive.

"Xiaoshuang, it's snowing outside, do you want to get up and take a look?" He took her hand and pressed it against the left side of his face.

He looked deeply at her face, so small, so white, like a powdered goose egg, her eyebrows deep and curved like crescent moons, her lips were bloodless, revealing a dull gray, and how he wished it would come alive.

"Xiaoshuang, do you know, you shouldn't have blocked the bullet for me that day, if you didn't block it, the bullet would penetrate my shoulder at most, and I wouldn't be able to die at all, if you block it like that, it will fly into your head, and now I can't wake up, I'm better off dead."

He said calmly, and she listened calmly, so quiet that she didn't react at all.

I don't know how long I sat there, someone outside was shouting, "Mr. Cheng, Madame's phone." ”

Cheng Jizhen stood up, slowly let go of her hand, turned around and walked out, but didn't see that the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled slightly, like a newborn butterfly shaking its wings.

Nandu, Mid-Levels Villa.

Li Qiusi shouted at Zhong Xi, "Ask your brother to come out for dinner, how old is it, how long will you die, like a man!" ”

Zhong Xi didn't speak, and said in his heart that he was not to blame for this, "I'm not going, I'm going to you." ”

Li Qiusi hesitated for a moment, "Don't forget it, he will starve to death with him." ”

Zhong Xi sighed, "That's your son, not my son, I went fishing with my father." ”

Li Qiusi stood outside the door, thinking for a long time, he couldn't watch him sink like this, so he walked to the door and knocked lightly, "Son, open the door." ”

There was no sound inside, Li Qiusi beckoned to Wang Ma and motioned for her to take the key, Wang Ma handed the key over neatly, and Li Qiusi quickly opened the door.

There is a strong smell of smoke in the face, which can choke people to death.

"Chen Jingyou, are you crazy, you smoke so much, you don't want your lungs!"

There was still no sound, and if it weren't for the breathing, she wondered if the man was still there.

Pinching his nose and walking in, looking at his scruffy beard, it was heartache and anger, and then he looked at the soles of his feet, which were all bare cigarette butts, and he still had one in his hand, his eyes were almost out of focus, and he didn't know what was going on in his head.

"Chen Jingyou, that's all you need!" As he spoke, he took the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the water glass, "Do you still look like a man, make yourself look like this for a woman?" ”

He turned his head faintly, "Didn't you ask me to come back for the New Year?" ”

His gaze met hers, unusually cold, as if there was nothing in them, empty except despair.

Li Qiusi felt uncomfortable for a while, "I'm asking you to go home for the New Year, not playing a wreck here." ”

Laugh at!

He chuckled, "I just can't get out." ”

With that, he stood up and left the room quickly.

Li Qiusi stood in the room in a daze, and did not chase out, as if he remembered some heartfelt past......

"Mom, my brother is gone." Zhong Yi ran in and saw a pile of cigarette butts on the ground, and couldn't help but be stunned, "My brother was not lightly injured this time." ”

"Leave him alone! He will live or die, let him be. After Li Qiusi finished speaking, he exhaled heavily, thought about it and said, "I really don't know what I owe Leng Lu and Lian Xiang in my life, one tortures me, and the other tortures my son." ”

Speaking of this, she stopped and looked at Zhong Yi, "How is that demon girl?" ”

It can be seen that she is still a little worried, of course, not worried about her injury, but only worried about whether it will cause trouble for his son.

Zhong Yi shrugged, "I don't know." was hidden by Cheng Jizhen, and his whereabouts are unknown. ”

"Cheng Jizhen?"

"That's right."

"Why is Cheng Jizhen still ...... her, these young people, what kind of taste!"

"It's a taste with my brother."

Li Qiusi rolled her eyes, "I think, I have to talk to Leng Lu and beg her to let your brother go." ”

Zhong Yi sneered, "Mom, don't rush to the doctor, what's the use of you talking to her, Tang Shuang and my brother have always been a matter of the two of them, does it have anything to do with that What What Lu, besides, Tang Shuang is not what you think, she is very good." There must be some misunderstanding this time. ”

Li Qiusi, "Misunderstanding? What a misunderstanding, she just deliberately hurt your brother, you see what has become of him, is it a nest or not......"

In the upper city, the lights are brilliant, and the originally lively streets are empty at this time, but the lights of thousands of homes around have been lit.

Seeing that the lights in the president's office were still on, Ouyang stopped the car, and the woman next to him asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Ouyang looked at it for a while, "Mr. Chen is in the office." ”

The woman was unhappy, "This damn pervert won't let you work overtime again, Ouyang, I can tell you, you have to go home with me for the New Year this year, I told my parents and the baby, this year we want to take a family photo of the Republic of China..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ouyang had already gotten out of the car, walked through the underground passage, and walked into the towering building.

Walked to the seventieth floor, Ouyang gently pushed the door open, the corridor was quiet, and a row of small golden red lanterns hung overhead, looking joyful and full of New Year's flavor.

Chen Jing's office door was hidden, and there was a faint smell of smoke.

Near the door, I heard someone talking inside, it was the president's voice, a little dumb, probably smoking too much.

"How is she doing now...... Yes, I see, feel free to tell me if there is a situation......"

After a moment, he hung up the phone, and the huge place fell silent.

Ouyang hesitated to go in, so he heard inside, "What are you doing standing outside, come in." ”

After being stunned for two seconds, Ouyang pushed open the door and walked in gently.

Chen Jingyou was not surprised at all, looked at him lightly, lit a cigarette, and didn't ask him if he smoked, because he knew that Ouyang had been forced by his wife to quit smoking for two years, and he didn't want to impose his fearless emotions on others.

"Mr. Chen, it's the New Year tomorrow, aren't you going home yet?"

Chen Jingyou was silent, took two heavy breaths, and slowly spit out, "You want to go back?" ”

Well, Ouyang said this word.

Chen Jingyou flicked the cigarette ash, "How old is Yaya this year?" ”

Yaya is Ouyang's daughter, he thought for a while, "I will be three years old after the New Year." ”

Chen Jingyou was silent, and after a long while, he took out a card from the drawer, "This is the New Year's money for Yaya." And gifts, I'll have them sent directly to your home. ”

Ouyang looked at him and still took the card, "I thank Mr. Chen for Yaya." ”

Chen Jingyou smiled rarely, "Go back, don't let your wife scold me." ”

A little smile bloomed at the corner of Ouyang's mouth, but it quickly disappeared, and he saw Chen Jingyou stand up and put on his coat, as if he was leaving.

So he asked, "Mr. Chen, where are you going?" What do I need to prepare? ”

Chen Jingyou looked at him, "No." I'm going to the sea. ”