In front of the emergency room, after eight hours of tormented waiting, Qianqian was finally rescued from the ghost gate.

Bi Xi didn't rush to visit Qianqian, but called Uncle Bi to come to the balcony of the hospital.

She sat on the balcony, overlooking the front, and the high-rise platforms were all in sight, dense and oppressive.

"Do you know why I called you up?" Bi Xi said lightly, expressionless.

Uncle Bi lowered his eyebrows slightly, hiding his strange gaze, and asked, "Is it because of Miss Qianqian?" ”

Bi Xi shook his head, "No, I've thought about it for a long time, I've thought about it since the day I was shot, but I've been making excuses for myself because of selfishness." For example, today, I said to myself, today is the day you are discharged from the hospital, it should be a happy day, I can't say, but ......"

Bi Xi paused, his expression became stunned, and his black charming eyes were foggy, "You know what? I've always been very envious of Qianqian. She has a cheerful and chic personality, has many friends who are willing to stick a knife in her ribs, and has a grandfather who loves her like life, and a man who has always been unswerving to her. It can be said that family, love, and friendship, the three most beautiful feelings in the world she has and owned.

As for me, in terms of family affection, my mother died when I was very young, my father never hurt me, and my only sister never gave me warmth. In terms of love, the person who wants to love can't hug, and when you don't want to love, another person appears. As for friendship, my friends have always been Qianqian. ”

Bi Xi's self-deprecation and wry smile stung Uncle Bi deeply.

"Miss, you are not alone, you still have me and Xiao Zhuo."

"Yes, I used to think so, but ......" Bi Xi put away his surprise and looked straight at Uncle Bi, with a hint of indifference and ruthlessness: "Guess who I saw when I was shot on the golf course?" ”

Uncle Bi's face changed slightly, and he said stubbornly: "Who?" ”

Bi Xi smiled sarcastically and said, "Who is it, I believe Uncle Bi, you know very well in your heart." I don't want to say it right now, because ...... I'm still willing to believe in you. ”

"Miss." Uncle Bi's head was pressed even lower, and his eyes were slightly red at an angle that Bi Xi couldn't see.

"You don't have to be grateful to me, I want to know more about Zhuo, Tian, Hao, and who are they than this?"

As Zhuo Tianhao's three words fell, Uncle Bi's face immediately changed, as if his true identity was exposed, and he felt indescribable guilt.

"Uncle Bi, it's you." Bi Xi's eyes were like torches, and he said with great certainty.

After a long time, Uncle Bi let out a long sigh and said, "Xi'er, when did you know?" ”

Uncle Bi's words undoubtedly admitted Bi Xi's guess, and Bi Xi's eyes suddenly turned red, "Why?" ”

Uncle Bi was a little panicked: "Miss, I'm ......"

"Don't call me Miss, I'm not your Miss." Bi Xi said coldly.

"Xi'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you."

Uncle Bi, or Zhuo Tianhao as it should be called now, sighed deeply, and seemed to be a few years older in an instant.

After a full minute, he explained, "I was tasked with leaving your mother, and it was five and a half years since I left. When I finally returned, I heard the sad news that your mother had died. I didn't believe that your mother really died of illness, so I came to Bi's house.

At first, I didn't know that you were Xin'er's daughter for me, I just thought Bi Song's attitude towards you was very strange, but I didn't find anything wrong with you along the date of your birth, until you were fifteen years old, I accidentally saw Bi Song and your paternity test, and I knew that you were not his daughter, but Xin'er and me.

After learning the truth, I wanted to tell you, but at that time, you were bent on winning Bi Song's father's love, and I couldn't bear to let you fall into pain, so I endured it and didn't say it, and then when I wanted to say it, I found that I couldn't say it. ”

"Can't tell?" Bi Xi laughed, "Uncle Bi, this is the real reason why Bi Song killed my mother." ”

Seeing Uncle Bi acquiesce, Bi Xi turned to face him and continued: "You have long known that Bi Song was a very possessive person before his death, especially for women, after knowing that his woman's heart already belongs, anything can happen in a fit of anger. At the same time, he is also a person who wants to save face, and he doesn't want others to know that his former favorite woman gave him a green hat, so he didn't say it until he died. ”

"Xi'er, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's because ......"

"Uncle Bi." Bi Xi interrupted Uncle Bi's words, "You don't have to explain, I don't want to listen to it anymore." Since you have called me Miss for more than 20 years, from now on, you will still call me Miss, as if Zhuo Tianhao has never appeared. ”

After Bi Xi finished speaking, she pushed the wheelchair and left, indifferent and resolute, leaving behind her a place of pain.

After a long time, Uncle Bi lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, miss." ”

In the ward, Wen Yu looked at Bai Qianqian infatuatedly, and gently dropped a kiss on her closed eyes. Only then did he dare to touch her and kiss her.

When Bi Xi pushed the door in, he was holding Bai Qianqian's hand and whispering in a low voice.

Seeing him come over, Bi Xi motioned to Xiao Zhuo to give Wen Yu the fast food he bought, and said, "You haven't eaten for a day, eat some." ”

Wen Yu lightly put down Bai Qianqian's hand, pressed the quilt, got up to take the food handed to Xiao Zhuo, and said solemnly: "Qianqian, please help me take care of it." ”

Bi Xi fixed his eyes on him: "What?" Don't wait for her to wake up? ”

Wen Yu shook her head: "No, Qianqian shouldn't want to see me." She's still hurt, and I don't want her to get hurt even more, so please. ”

"Why?" Bi Xi was puzzled.

Wen Yu was stunned and didn't speak.

Bi Xi continued: "Wen Yu, now it's not just Qianqian who wants to know why, I also want to know, why did you cancel the marriage contract with her when you like her so much?" Why hasn't there been even a single explanation so far? What exactly are you waiting for? ”

Wen Yu wanted to speak and stopped, bowed deeply, and raised his foot to leave.

When he walked to the door, Bi Xi said: "Don't wait for no flowers and empty branches, only empty sadness." ”