In the case that there is no guarantee that Zhao Jin has no room to turn over, this thing is poked out, which is easy to make the other party's dog jump off the wall to the extreme.

There are some situations that are suitable for secretly accumulating power, and then taking it by surprise.

Sometimes it is more important to pay attention to the gradual progress, the gradual disintegration, and finally the fatal blow.

Cheng Yuesheng asked with interest, "Why didn't you take it out before?"

「…… How dare I before?" Gu Yingqing said honestly.

When there is no one to help and there is no way out, maybe that thing will not play its proper role, and she will be killed by Zhao Jin.

That's why she can only wait until she finds the person who "dares".

Gu Yingqing said briefly: "And I just gave Xu Anrong after returning from the southwest, and you asked me to negotiate with her."

After all, Cheng Yuesheng didn't say that he wanted to help her deal with Zhao Jin at that time, but only said that he would ensure her personal safety, so in Zhao Jin's matter, she pinned her hopes on Xu Anrong.

Speaking of Southwest, after being in the hotel at the time, she thought that this was the end of her life with him.

One who said don't look for her again, the other who said don't hold him responsible, is now lying under the covers and talking about the future.

Cheng Yuesheng was also silent, I don't know if I thought of it with her.

But he was quite calm, and quickly broke the silence, and chuckled in a lazy nasal voice, "You're quite obedient."

"What do you mean?" Gu Yingqing couldn't hear whether he was praising or derogating what he said, and his tone was slightly condensed.

"Literally." Cheng Yuesheng said, "Why are you so sensitive?"

Gu Yingqing glanced at him.

Who made him speak ugly, can't she PTSD?

It's just that Gu Yingqing feels that it is not a relationship with him that is going over old accounts, and there is no need to look back at the past, nor do you need to think about the future.

But she couldn't help but think, what kind of arrangements would he have in the future? Will Shen Shujun suddenly agree to be with him? When will Zhao Jin come on the day of his end?

It stands to reason that it was the day she should leave.

Thinking of this, Gu Yingqing felt strange in his heart, both sour and panicked, and as if he had been stabbed.

She knew why.

The body was held by his strong arms, and there was still some skin under the quilt, but his heart was becoming more and more empty.

Gu Yingqing stuck to his left side, listening to his steady heartbeat, and gradually felt heavy eyelids and sleepiness.

In late May, the bedroom already needed air conditioning to sleep peacefully, Gu Yingqing rested his arms outside and felt cold, and retracted his hands into the quilt in a drowsiness.

After a while, she noticed that Cheng Yuesheng got up, thinking that he was gone, and when she was about to fall asleep, he came back to bed with water vapor and pasted it from behind, which was warm and simmered her more relaxed.

A moment before she fell asleep completely, she noticed that someone was rubbing her neck, tickling.

Early the next morning, Gu Yingqing was woken up by the sound of Cheng Yuesheng answering the phone.

His hoarse voice with sleepiness came from beside him, and his tone was slightly low and vague: "Building 9, 303...... Who? Missing...... Who cares about him, I will talk about it when I have time...... Hmm."

The ears were quiet again.

Gu Yingqing's eyes opened a slit, a few thin rays of light penetrated through the dark heavy curtains, and the indoor vision was dim, and he could see his side face when he was lying flat in a blur.

Still sleepy, she put the quilt on her head and turned her back to him.

Someone deliberately didn't let her continue to sleep, and she moved her hands and feet, so that she was awake.

Cheng Yuesheng had something to leave, Li Fangchang sent clothes over, the person was already downstairs, he didn't plan to do anything, and quickly stopped.

He said, "I'll send Cheng Zhiyan over in the evening."

The person in front of him was visibly stiff.

Gu Yingqing said, "But I want to go back to my hometown."

"Forget it," he said, "when are you leaving?"

"Afternoon."

Cheng Yuesheng didn't say anything more, and after a while, someone knocked on the door, he got up and picked up his trousers from the ground and put them on casually, took his clothes in after washing, and threw the changed clothes to the side at will.

Gu Yingqing saw it

He said, "What are you throwing on the ground? You can put it on a chair."

There was a single sofa in the corner by the window, and next to it stood a floor-to-ceiling lamp, where she would sometimes read a book or draw something on a tablet.

He didn't care, looked at her and said, "Gone."

Leave her a chic back.

Gu Yingqing's heart was blocked, he turned over and slept on his side, and saw traces of him lying next to him.

She reached out and touched it, but it was already out of temperature.

Gu Yingqing took the train back to his hometown in the afternoon, first went to the nursing home, and after dinner, he went back to his home in the old town of Yongxi Town.

This house is a multi-storey commercial residence for some years, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, which was bought by Gu Yingqing's grandfather before he retired, and the second elder lived here for a long time after retirement, until the nursing home opened.

Gu Yingqing didn't come back for the Chinese New Year this year, and she didn't do a big cleaning, until she returned to Yongxi after Jin Yuyin's mother's birthday, and then found time to ask the cleaner to clean inside and out.

After Zhao Jin gradually became unable to control this side, she also came back more diligently, and recently followed her to the hospital to accompany her grandfather to do dialysis a few times.

Even if he was already familiar with the process, Gu Yingqing was still extremely tormented during the hours he sat and waited in the hospital every time.

Every time she undergoes dialysis, she feels as if the vitality of the old man has passed a little more.

And little by little, and little by little, until it is exhausted.

When I was doing dialysis on Sunday, the doctor specially called Gu Yingqing over, saying that the indicators were not very good and that the number of dialysis should be increased.

"Also," the doctor paused, looking at her and said euphemistically, "you family members may have to be prepared."

Gu Yingqing immediately understood, and inevitably the blood flowed backwards, resulting in a moment of dizziness, and nodded sneeringly with the doctor.

The doctor lifted his glasses and said in a solemn tone: "Your grandfather's age and physical condition are not suitable for kidney transplantation, I told you before that although the cancer cells have not spread in the past two years, kidney failure is irreversible, and the final outcome of this disease is multi-organ failure."

It was not difficult for him to see from Gu Yingqing's face the sluggishness after being hit by this news, he had seen it on the faces of every family member, he was accustomed to it, but he still couldn't bear it.

He said, "Our doctors and your families have done their best, and the old man has survived for so long, and there are no regrets. If that happens, there's no need to force it."

Gu Yingqing was not in a state, and said politely and mechanically, "Thank you, I know, hard work Doctor Xu."

After coming out of the doctor and returning to the dialysis room, grandma asked Gu Yingqing, "Qingqing, what did the doctor say?"

Gu Yingqing pulled her lower lip with difficulty, and wanted to say something comforting easily, but as soon as she said, "It's okay......" His throat choked, and a sour feeling rose to his nose and eye sockets without warning, and his vision blurred in an instant.

Grandma immediately understood, her eyes turned red, and the mother-in-law and grandson leaned on the bench in the corridor, hugged each other, and silently shed tears.

When Gu Zhongmin came out of the dialysis room, he was a little quiet, leaning weakly on the wheelchair, Gu Yingqing called him twice, and then he slowly raised his head, looked at her with cloudy eyes, and said.