Chapter 45

"Is this still called 'don't hate me'?"

Listening to her words, it was as if something had already taken root in her heart, but it was suddenly withdrawn, which made Qing Muye's throat tighten, and an indescribable feeling hit her heart.

Meng Jingwei leaned on the head of the bed, her face had not yet recovered her blood, and her body was still weak.

She looked back at Qing Muye, her heart was like water, "You are the richest man in Lancheng and enjoy life every day, and I, desperately earning money, just to survive." People who are two parallel lines should not have any intersection. ”

Meng Jingwei slowly lowered her head, her fingertips scraping on the futon at a loss, "When I recover, I will go to Shengde Hospital to discharge my parents." ”

After he finished speaking, Qing Muye's eyebrows frowning slightly from his sideburns, and he was silent.

She then said: "I am like an ant, the most insignificant existence in the vast sea of people, I hope that Master Qing can leave me a way to live." Because, I have to support not only myself, but also my parents. ”

"That's all, isn't it all about trying my best to make you and Xiao Cheng fulfill?"

Since meeting Meng Jingwei, this is the only time she has had such a serious and heavy conversation with him.

For a moment, Qing Muye even believed it.

"Master Qing, I said that the only connection between me and you is the child who has not yet taken shape, and now that the child is gone, we are no longer involved. Got it?"

In the last three words, Meng Jingwei raised her decibels, raised her eyelids slightly, glared at Qing Muye angrily, and finally pulled her pale lips, "Is Qing Ye trying to force me to death? In this case, why did you save me yesterday, hehe......"

In the end, Qing Muye just stared at her with deep and cold eyes, wanting to penetrate her mind through her clear eyes.

But they didn't 'see' anything.

He didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

......

At the same time, Xiao Cheng, who was an alcoholic last night, woke up and rubbed his aching head, "I drank too much again." ”

He lay on the bed for a while, and suddenly remembered that Meng Jingwei called him a few times yesterday, so he dialed the phone back.

As a result, no one answered.

Xiao Cheng glanced at the time when Meng Jingwei called him, and the latest call was already eleven o'clock.

Isn't there really something wrong with it at such a late hour?

He couldn't help but be a little worried, got up immediately, washed up, and drove straight to Fairview Garden.

hurriedly went up to the 8th floor, and when he walked to the door of Meng Jingwei's apartment, he saw that the door of the living room was half-covered, and the door lock was broken.

He reached out and pushed the door open, walked in, and found a red blood stain on the ground.

Xiao Cheng's heart suddenly hung up, "Xiao Weiwei, Meng Jingwei, Meng Jingwei?"

He walked from the living room to the bedroom, and then to the bathroom, and there was no one at all.

I made another call, heard the bell ringing in the living room, and when I came out to look, I saw the phone on the sofa.

"What the hell is going on?"

Xiao Cheng panicked, and the whole person was impatient.

I haven't felt this feeling since my mother's death.

He looked at the medicine on the table, and there was an invoice for the purchase in the medicine bag, and the time was half past eleven last night. And that box of pills has four plates, and the pills with two plates have been broken out.

She ...... What is she doing with so many pills?"

Suicide?!

A thought popped up in Xiao Cheng's mind, which scared his whole spine.

immediately rushed out of the apartment, and while going downstairs, he called people to investigate which hospital took Meng Jingwei in yesterday.

Ten minutes later, when I got the results, I realized that I was in the Second People's Hospital of the city.

Xiao Cheng drove all the way to the Second People's Hospital, and when he entered Meng Jingwei's ward, he found that she had fallen asleep on the hospital bed.

Seeing that Meng Jingwei was still alive, his hanging heart finally fell.

With his hands propped up on the bedside table, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his frightened heart gradually calmed down, but he was still frightened by Meng Jingwei's action.