Although, she wanted to say loudly to him that she hadn't done anything, why should he be questioned so plainly and for no reason. Is this the difference between a man's pre-marital and post-marital life?

However, the current Lu Zhixing is fragile.

Even though he has been separated for seven years, Lin Qingyao knows more about his relatives than anyone else.

All she could do was this, silently stay by his side and give him a warm hug.

“…… Ah Xing ......"

Seven years ago, when the truck ran over his body and was on the verge of death, Lin Qingyao understood it thoroughly - a girl's strength does not necessarily have to be manifested in the fact that she is invincible alone, and when both people are strong, they will often only lose both.

At present, it is better to be good like water, and overcome rigidity with softness.

“…… Grandma's Affair...... I'm just as sad as you ......."

Tears, with the words, slowly slipped down.

It landed on the back of Lu Zhixing's hand, cold, very cold.

It was at this time that he suddenly came to his senses, what he was doing just now.

“…… Sorry ......"

These three words are heavy and weak.

Lu Zhixing let go of the restraints on Lin Qingyao and staggered, "...... I'm going out...... Be quiet......"

It's just that he's like this......

How can you calm down?

Lin Qingyao followed Lu Zhixing out of the ward, watching him follow the safe passage all the way to the rooftop.

Every year in northern Sichuan, in the hospital, those who have terminal illnesses and have no money for diagnosis and treatment will jump from this.

As a result, this rooftop of the Affiliated Hospital of North Sichuan University has become a holy place for suicide.

As soon as one foot stepped into the rooftop, Lin Qingyao couldn't open his eyes due to the fierce wind.

The man not far away took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and smoked viciously, as if venting some kind of emotion.

For a long time, I haven't seen Lu Zhixing like this.

The last time, maybe eight years ago, or nine years ago, in short, in Lingnan, the specific year, she can't remember.

At that time, Lu Zhixing still regarded himself as a younger sister.

The two young men and girls who ran away from home got together, and he said, "Fool, you go to school well, and Brother Ah Xing will support you in the future." ”

The coldness of life, which can be a warm statement in a few words, has had a very difficult time.

He was also smoking a cigarette as he is now.

Once, Lu Zhixing brought back a big fish from outside with a blue nose and swollen face, and rubbed her head: "Xiaoyou." Today, you have to make this fish for the master, treat me well. ”

When she walked out of the kitchen with a pot of delicious fish soup, Lu Zhixing only took a few sips, and was particularly dissatisfied: "It's so fishy." ”

Lin Qingyao thought that his cooking level was really bad, and then heard Lu Zhixing threaten: "Don't waste it, you have to drink it up if it's unpleasant." ”

"Oh."

Where it is hard to drink.

She drank up the fish soup angrily, and when she got up to go to the toilet that night because she was overwhelmed, she saw Lu Zhixing in the kitchen, sucking the fish head and tail that she didn't eat.

Tears fell on the spot, and before that, Lin Qingyao only thought that Lu Zhixing was picky about eating, and he complained about him for a while.

Later, Brother Qin inadvertently said that he leaked his mouth, and Lin Qingyao learned that Lu Zhixing's purchase of ingredients and the tuition money for her study were all beaten down in the black market with one punch.

He was always hurt, but he didn't say anything.

likes to smoke, like a little hooligan, but he doesn't know the pressure he bears behind him in order to provide for her to study and supplement the family.

Later, I went to the crew, and their lives were slightly better, but they were not as able to eat whatever they wanted and buy whatever they wanted.

He was stressed, and when he came back every night, he liked to lean on the balcony and take a big smoking, just like now.

Lin Qingyao was against the wind, and Lu Zhixing already had a lot of cigarette butts under his feet.

“…… Ah Xing ......"

She stuck in his arms, snatched a few puffs of cigarette from his hand, put it in her mouth and smoked it.

The result was self-evident, Lin Qingyao was choked, and tears welled up.

"Xiaoyu!"

Lu Zhixing stroked her thin back distressedly, her body was not well organized, the wind on the rooftop was so strong, she ran out with it, what should she do if she was sick again.

"What are you doing with you?"

Finally, Lin Qingyao came back to his senses, "If you want to be quiet, I will accompany you." If you want to smoke, I'll be with you. Anyway, we got the certificate, that is, to marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog, and become one husband and wife. ”

Looking at her serious appearance, Lu Zhixing suddenly felt a lot relieved of the sourness in his heart, everyone has a secret.

He treated her like that just now, not because he didn't trust her, but because all his emotions were piled up in one place, and there was nowhere to put them. However, it gave her a feeling of instability.

Lu Zhixing raised the corners of his lips lightly and smiled, "I can't imagine that my Mrs. Lu will be like a little laizi." ”

He rubbed her little head, and she angrily searched out the remaining packs of cigarettes from his pocket, and watched her puff up to herself: "No smoking!" ”

This cigarette quit a few days ago because I wanted to have a child with her.

Seeing that she was taking medicine and didn't want children, plus her grandmother's business, she smoked again.

"No children—"

Afraid that she would catch a cold, Lu Zhixing's whole body was wrapped around Lin Qingyao, lying in her ear, and there was a faint smell of tobacco, "There is no motivation." ”

Lin Qingyao pushed Lu Zhixing's chest vigorously, and deliberately said angrily: "Then I will smoke with you in the future, it is better than being poisoned by second-hand smoke." ”

I didn't think she would say that to herself.

Whenever it comes to children, Lin Qingyao always seems to have thousands of reasons to obstruct it.

He didn't ask anymore what she didn't want to say, as if he doubted her again.

"Listen to my wife." Lu Zhixing stopped his waist and hugged Lin Qingyao, "I won't smoke in the future." ”

Back in the ward, Lin Qingyao was put back into the quilt by Lu Zhixing, "Have a good rest." ”

"Ah Xing."

She stretched out her left hand and tugged at his arm, "Where are you going?" ”

"Grandma's funeral has not been dealt with yet."

"I'm with you—"

Before Lin Qingyao could finish speaking, he was kissed by him leaning over and gambling the rest of his words, "Xiaoyou." Be nice. Now is not the time. ”

"Your body is not neat yet, I'll deal with Ah Han and Lao Chu."

The man's generous palm rubbed her little head again, "I can't come back at noon, remember to eat on time, just call the nurse to come and deliver the meal." ”

"Obediently in the ward, don't run around, I'll be back in the evening."

This time, Lin Qingyao didn't chase out.

Lu Zhixing stood outside the door, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and a few unfinished cigarettes, but only lit a fire. Until the fire went out, shook his head, turned around and threw it in the trash.

Since she promised Xiaoyou's thing, even if she can't see it, she won't break her oath.

The phone suddenly vibrate, "Han." I'll go right over. ”

In the early morning in northern Sichuan, the wind blew my head in confusion.

Lin Qingyao, who had been warm in the quilt for a long time, relieved himself, and when he had nothing to do, he swiped a Weibo.

The red message covered with an ellipsis made the phone go black N times before entering.