After dealing with the official business at hand, Song Sichen stopped.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Song Silin looking at him, his eyes deep and unpredictable.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother," Song Silin chuckled and suddenly asked, "Will you get a divorce?" ”

Song Sichen's face changed suddenly.

After half a ring, Fang Cai said, "Mom told me the day before yesterday that the youngest daughter of the Tang family was going back to China, and asked you to take some time to meet." ”

The youngest daughter of the Tang family has liked Song Sichen since she was a child, and Lan Xing also likes this child very much, and wants her to marry Song Silin.

It's a pity that the goddess has intentions, and King Xiang has no intentions.

Song Sichen did it on purpose, he wanted to tell Song Silin in this way, telling him not to interfere in the affairs between him and Ji Qinghe.

They are all the same people who don't like others to interfere in their lives, especially emotional problems.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Silin smiled.

He said, "Do you know what I'm thinking? ”

Song Sichen did not speak.

"I'm thinking, if you lose Ji Qinghe, you will regret it after all."

Song Sichen's heart trembled, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, sarcastic and disdainful, "You think I will be rare?" ”

Song Silin's eyes were deep, and he seemed to sigh.

Big brother, he still doesn't understand!

He didn't understand that from the moment he injured Ji Qinghe's hand, there was no longer any possibility between them.

This love was cut off by Song Sichen himself.

It's that he doesn't want it anymore and doesn't cherish it.

Song Silin didn't plan to say this to Song Sichen for two reasons.

First, Song Sichen is the same as Ji Qinghe, confident and almost conceited, he only believes in himself and will not be swayed by others; The second is that the matter has come to this point, no matter how much it is, it is useless to say more, Song Sichen agreed to divorce, which is the best compensation for Ji Qinghe.

But seeing Song Sichen's expression, Song Silin still couldn't hold back after all.

He said, "Yes, you are not uncommon. ”

"So you ruined her hands and her only hope for the rest of her life, which can be regarded as revenge. From now on, don't say anything about how she owes Qin Qin her life, because everything she wants to pay back has already been paid back to you, not to mention that she doesn't owe you at all. ”

Song Sichen was stunned.

"What? Don't understand what I'm saying? ”

"What do you mean?" Song Sichen pursed his lips.

"Ji Qinghe's hand is seriously injured, that is, she has undergone surgery, and she will never be able to hold a paintbrush in the future, and her life will be ruined."

Song Silin turned to look at him and repeated, "Brother, you ruined her with your own hands. ”

"Are you satisfied?"

Although he himself didn't want to admit the cruelty of his eldest brother, Ji Qinghe's injury, except for Song Sichen, no one would be so ruthless to her.

When he heard Song Silin say that her hand was ruined, Song Sichen's heart tightened fiercely.

He really hated Ji Qinghe for lying to him and lied to him that he would no longer paint, but when he heard that her hand was ruined, his face was still full of astonishment.

He asked, "I didn't do anything to her at all, I just-"

She tried to hit him, but he just grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the table.

On the table was their broken glass, but he didn't notice it at the time.

Other words...... Song Sichen's face turned pale.

"Brother, if you really feel a little guilty about her, then divorce, let her go, and give yourself a way out."

It's better than torturing each other.

"Let go?" I don't know why, a voice in the bottom of my heart told him that he couldn't let go, he must not let go, otherwise he would never be able to recover, so he resolutely fought back, "Impossible!" ”

"I know you help Ji Qinghe, but please tell her that I, Song Sichen, will not divorce if I die. She can only be my Song Sichen's wife in this life and this life, even if she hates me to the core, I just want to keep her in this way, this is what she deserves! ”

Song Sichen didn't realize that what he said before was that he hated Ji Qinghe, but now it has become Ji Qinghe who hates him.

It seems that he himself knows that he is doing something wrong.

"Song Sichen!" Hearing this, Song Silin couldn't hold back any longer.

Angry and forbearing, if it weren't for the fact that Song Sichen is his eldest brother, I'm afraid he would have done it a long time ago.

"What? Do you want to do it with me? For an outsider? Seeing Song Silin like this, a wave of anger also rose in Song Sichen's heart.

Since middle school, there have been many boys who have stood up for Ji Qinghe.

Now even Song Silin is too, even if he knows that Song Silin is just a good friend of Ji Qinghe, he just can't help but be jealous!

Wait a minute...... Jealous?

Song Sichen broke out in a cold sweat.

He would feel like he was jealous!

Does he like Ji Qinghe?

How can it be! It's absolutely impossible!

Song Sichen's face changed a few times, and it was cloudy and uncertain.

Song Silin looked at him, and said half-loudly: "Song Sichen, if you really have a conscience, please let her go." ”

Song Sichen didn't seem to hear it, and he didn't even know when Song Silin left.

After a long time, he moved, a trace of confusion crossed his eyes, but he realized very clearly in his heart: he really ate Ji Qinghe's vinegar.

Song Sichen pulled his tie, he was irritable, he couldn't stay any longer, and rushed out of the company in the stunned eyes of his subordinates.

He went to the underground garage and drove out.

Wandering aimlessly on the streets, not knowing where to go.

When he came back to his senses, he was already at the entrance of the People's Hospital.

Song Sichen frowned slightly, but still drove the car in, parked it, and went to the inpatient department.

Ji Qinghe was injured and hospitalized, he really didn't know.

But her ward, as soon as you ask, will know where it is.

Thinking that Ji Qinghe would be hospitalized or he was the victim, Song Sichen felt a touch of bitterness in his heart.

When Song Sichen went, there was a commotion on the sixth floor, and the doctors and nurses rushed to the ward on the far edge of the sixth floor.

The sixth floor is the VIP ward of the People's Hospital, and the patients who can live here are either rich or expensive.

People are curious animals, no matter how noble you are, when you encounter such a big movement, it is inevitable that some people will want to know what is going on.

Looking at the doctors shuttling back and forth, Song Sichen's heart swelled with an ominous premonition.

If he was not mistaken, it was Ji Qinghe's ward.

Song Sichen didn't think about it, and ran forward in two steps.

The door was surrounded by people, and through the sound of their conversation, Song Sichen understood the situation.

It turned out that in order to estimate Ji Qinghe's mood, the Ji family concealed the truth about the abolition of her hand, and didn't want to be said to leak her mouth, she couldn't accept the blow at this time, and even the doctor was helpless.

Until many years later, Song Sichen couldn't forgive himself.

This scene will always appear in front of his eyes, and the grief-stricken Ji Qinghe threw himself into Liang Fenghua's arms, clutching the placket on her chest, crying like a child.

She questioned again and again, tearing her heart and lungs, and her liver and intestines were broken.

She cried, "What did I do wrong, that God wants to do this to me?" I just love Song Sichen too much, if it's wrong to love someone, then I admit my mistake, I apologize, I was wrong, please give me back my hand, okay? This is already my last hope, and I only have it...... I don't like Song Sichen anymore, I don't like him anymore, can you give me my hand back? Isn't that good...... This is forcing me to die......"

Isn't her retribution enough? What did she do wrong to do this to her?

Like an invisible hand, it grabbed her heart tightly, and then pulled it hard, and the blood and water, connected to the muscles and bones, uprooted, completely hollowed out her, took away her last hope, cut off her back road, and cut off her courage to continue living.

Word by word, crying blood.

smashed on Song Sichen's heart accurately, and his body and mind were destroyed.

Liang Fenghua looked at her crying daughter, and cried for the first time.

She is willing to suffer on her daughter's behalf, only that her hands will be good.

Xiaoqing is right, this is to completely cut off her life.

When he heard the last sentence, Liang Fenghua's face changed slightly, and the doctor on the side rushed forward, held Ji Qinghe, and gave her a dose of tranquilizer.

No one stopped it, and all that remained was grief.

At this moment, they knew very well in their hearts that when Ji Qinghe woke up again, the former Xiaoqing would be completely gone.

The one left behind, from now on, will close the door of his heart and live alone in his own world, lonely and lonely.

Perhaps, she will remember that they are her relatives.

Or perhaps, forget it all.

In August in Beicheng, the gold was scorched, and Ji Qinghe's heart was gloomy and cold, full of barrenness.

The questions forced Song Sichen to retreat again and again, his face turned pale, and he couldn't breathe.

For the first time, he realized, perhaps, that he had really done something wrong.

It doesn't matter whether Qin Qin's death has anything to do with her or not. The important thing is that he has always transferred the pain caused by Qin Qin's death to Ji Qinghe.

And use this as an excuse to take revenge on her and torture her.

The girl in front of him just loves him too much, he can not accept a person's love, but he can't trample on her so wantonly and drive her to a dead end.

At this moment, Song Sichen suddenly realized that he was really ruthless.

"Are you satisfied with this result?" His hoarse voice was full of suppressed pain.

Song Sichen raised his eyes, it was Ji Chunxian.

The sorrow and despair in his eyes were so obvious that he had nowhere to run.

Song Sichen's lips trembled, and he couldn't open his mouth.

"You hate her, you hate her, you take revenge on her, you want her to die. OK! The green tendons at the corners of Ji Chunxian's forehead burst out, and the hands hanging down at his side were clenched into fists, word by word, as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Please give her a good time, it's better than this, life is better than death." ”

Song Sichen's face turned pale, he wanted to say something, but found that his mind was blank.

No amount of explanation and apology can make up for the damage he has caused her.

Song Sichen has never felt like this for a moment, feeling sorry how high-sounding and hypocritical these three words are.

And how hurtful.

Ji Chunxian said: "What my sister has paid for you, you know better than me, now that she has become like this, I only hope that you will let her last way live." ”

"If you really feel that guilty about her, then get a divorce. She gave you all the best years of her life, and it's up to us to accompany her for the rest. ”

Looking at Ji Qinghe, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face and tears in the corners of his eyes, Song Sichen's heart was pinched fiercely.

He heard the last, and his breath tightened suddenly.

After a long time, Fang nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"I promise you, and her...... Divorce. ”

As the last two words came out, my heart was so distressed that I was numb, and the strength of my whole body seemed to be taken away.

There is something, which is losing little by little, and it can't be grasped.

Between them, it was finally broken.

From now on, it doesn't matter.

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