In the darkness of the night, Shi Sui's whole body was attached to the water pipe in front of him.

Perhaps because it is so hidden and easy to be missed when construction starts, the water pipe is a bit crumbling.

So Shi Sui took a very careful step to the side, and it was this step that she accidentally stepped on a piece of debris that was sitting on the eaves of the window downstairs, and made a squeak.

Shi Sui held his breath and stared.

The person who can make Jiang Yan come to see so mysteriously must not be a simple character.

She ...... today

The cold eyes fell, and Shi Sui raised his eyes and slammed into the deep sea.

At the end of his sight, Jiang Yan seemed to be startled.

Someone came over beside him, and Jiang Yan closed the window.

Through the glass, Shi Sui heard Lin Wan ask, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yan said, "It's nothing, there's a bird's nest."

"How can there be a bird's nest in a place like this?" Lin Wan's tone was half-convinced, but she didn't dare to continue questioning.

The topic seemed to be torn apart, and Shi Sui's left chest was still hit hard.

Just now, did Jiang Yan save her?

But this belated redemption was too cheap for her.

"Mr. Smith, we are very relieved to hear that Miss Smith is much better now, and the doctor says that Miss Smith may be discharged from the hospital this year." Lin Wan's sweet voice rang out, and the words were full of flattery.

"Thanks to Mr. Jiang, if Mr. Jiang hadn't helped me find the transplant five years ago, I'm afraid my daughter wouldn't have seen the sun today."

「......」

It's fun inside and the atmosphere is excellent.

Outside, the cold wind was blowing, and Shi Sui's nails were red and painful in the corners of the wall.

He Shisui occasionally questioned the truth of the events of the year, but at this moment, Shisui felt that the only ignited spark was extinguished by the downpour.

It turned out that everything was true.

The hatred burned at that time, and the left chest burned and ached.

There was laughter in the ward, and the words that came out were more and more smiling.

The hose that came up again when the years were up again, little by little.

Approaching the ground, Shi Sui jumped down, and the moment she fell into the greenery, she met those eyes again when she looked up to the sky.

Jiang Yan stared at her, too far away for Shi Sui to see his eyes clearly.

Quickly got up on the ground, and walked away quickly.

In the dark night, Shi Sui rushed into it, and walked faster and faster.

The fire of hatred burned a grassland in her heart, and this hatred will never be extinguished.

When I got home, the villa's living room was crowded with rows of expensive and luxurious dresses.

Twisting his eyebrows and walking in, Shi Sui looked at Shi Nian who was standing in front of the TV comparing styles.

"What is this?"

Hearing the voice, Shi Nian came over, "It is said that the company has the intention of developing the entertainment industry, and I invite you to participate in the party with Mr. Chi tomorrow night."

No wonder, the beauties in the entertainment industry are more beautiful than flowers, and as capital, they do have to wear more luxurious and distinct when they are old.

She nodded, her face a little tired, "I don't have to worry about you doing things, just pick it out and hang it on my door."

Accurately captured the tiredness between Shi Sui's eyebrows and eyes, Shi Nian asked, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little tiring to talk about business and play golf."

"Isn't there no itinerary today?"

After asking this, Shi Nian understood.

He looked at Shi Sui, and there were a few big words written on the other party's face.

She didn't want to say.

So Shi Nian didn't ask anymore, and said carefully, "The kitchen has heated your favorite sweet and sour short ribs, as well as brown rice."

"Thank you."

After changing into pajamas, Shi Sui went downstairs and sat in the dining room and began to eat slowly.

The table is very simple, with a small plate of delicate pork ribs and brown rice sprinkled with sesame seeds, which is about the size of a fist.

On one side, Shi Sui took a copy

Fashion magazines, spread out on it.

Tomorrow she is going to see the exhibition of this brand, so naturally she has to mention it.

The restaurant is quiet, only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding and chewing.

Suddenly, Shi Sui felt that the sweet and sour short ribs were a little dry, so he picked up the drink on one side and took a sip.

It's watermelon juice.

It was the watermelon juice that Wang Yulan would make for her in the past.

At that time, Shi Sui's family still lived in the countryside, and Shi Sui always listened to his classmates tell him that when he went to the town, there were interesting things, and at that time, Shi Sui knew that the precious watermelon could be juiced.

On her birthday that year, she noisily asked Wang Yulan to take her to the town to drink watermelon juice.

The two walked halfway to the road, and the car ran out of power, so Wang Yulan accompanied her to push the car to the township.

The weather was not beautiful, it actually rained halfway, and the owner of the juice shop also got off work early.

After returning home in the rain, Shi Sui stuffed himself in the house.

She didn't blame her mother, she was just a little unhappy.

Before going to bed, when Shi Sui came back from washing, he caught a glimpse of the refreshing drink on his table.

It's red, tender, and has a bit of a sweet taste.

It was the watermelon juice that Wang Yulan hammered out little by little, a little sour, and there were even many pomaces that had not been sifted clean, but Shi Sui felt that she had never drunk such a refreshing watermelon juice again.

The memory was pulled back to the past, and Shi Sui tightened his fingertips and carefully put down the watermelon juice.

This kind of memory is really beautiful, it is really luxurious.

It's already a luxury that she can't reach now.

"Eating?"

A man's voice suddenly sounded in front of him, and Shi Sui raised his eyes to look, but he didn't know when Jiang Chi had already sat in front of her.

"Isn't it obvious?"

It seemed that he was used to Shi Sui's tone, Jiang Chi smiled, "Father asked us to go to the show together tomorrow, you know?"

"With so many clothes in the living room, it's hard not to know."

Shi Sui's tone was mercilessly choking.

"Tomorrow we may be more loving."

"I'll play my own part."

The last piece of sweet and sour chops entered the mouth, Shi Sui got up, and looked at Jiang Chi quietly with side eyes, "I'm going up, Mr. Chi."

The two only said a few words, and then disappeared in front of Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi stood in place, with a habitual but indescribable sense of depression.

It's hard to talk to her.

But fortunately, the two are about to get engaged, and maybe he can be accepted again by Shi Lao in the future.

Here, Jiang Chiman's mind was full of things about watching the show tomorrow, and when he returned to the room, he took out a folder from the drawer.

She took out the black and white letters inside, and there would be red handwriting on them, which was left by Shi Sui when he had carefully analyzed it before.

Here are all Miss Smith's medical records, as well as some information about her life and how far her condition has progressed.

She has a strange disease, which cannot be cured by the current level of medicine, and can only delay the time of death indefinitely.

What no one knows is that when Shi Sui once stuffed himself in the dark, he invented a special medicine that could be cured.

Bai Nen's little hand took out the pill that was sandwiched in the document, and Shi Sui slowly raised it in front of his eyes.

Jiang Yan, the cure you are seeking now is in my hands, if I want to treat others in the same way, what should you do?