The people around her slept with their backs to her, so quiet that they seemed to be asleep, Leng Qinghe suddenly opened her eyes, and she was used to being woken up at the slightest movement.

It was as if a new patient had moved in, and there was a cacophony of footsteps in the hallway.

Leng Qinghe got up and got out of bed, walked barefoot for a few steps, returned to the bedside and put on slippers, glanced at the person sleeping sideways, and gently opened the door.

Someone squatted in the corner and cried, probably not wanting to get in the way of others, covering his mouth with his hands, but his shoulders twitched violently.

Suddenly I remembered a similar scene.

It's just that the difference is that at that time she was waiting outside the rescue room, but there were no tears, and the word death was still too rusty for a girl who was still alive in the fairy tale world.

She always believed that her father, who was lying on the bed in the emergency room, did not die.

A few days later, when the tragedy happened again, she still didn't cry, with the experience of the past, she knew that her mother would be like her father, she couldn't get out of this rescue room, her spirit had already collapsed, and she forgot to cry.

She knows better than anyone what it is like to lose the most precious thing, the feeling of having no branches to rely on, being lonely and helpless, and almost breaking down, which can make people lose the courage to live.

Someone approached behind him, without any surprise, Leng Qinghe always stood dumbfounded.

The arm was grabbed, and he took a step back, then fell into his solid chest, and the open door was closed again, and the extreme tenderness sounded in his ears: "Nothing to see, go back to bed." ”

He was always like this, talking to himself, as if he were taking care of her like a child.

Raising her eyes to look at the gentle man, those clear black eyes made her temporarily let down her guard, Uncle Jiang is right, sometimes choosing to trust a person and occasionally confide in it is not a bad thing.

"Ji Qianheng."

"Huh?" This kind of call has a feeling of being lost for a long time, and it is a pity that there is less excitement at the beginning.

"What does it feel like to die?"

Ji Qianheng was stunned, and couldn't answer such a question for a while.

"It should hurt, right?" The expression of distraction fell into a kind of emptiness: "When I saw my parents leaving, my expression seemed to be very painful, it must be very painful." ”

"Qinghe......" Ji Qianheng felt something strange and carefully observed her expression.

A wry smile: "Mom should love Dad very much, it hurts so much, she dares to go to him, I can't, I don't dare to die, you say, is it because I don't love them?" ”

Ji Qianheng listened, and his heart was uncomfortable.

At that time, he only knew to avoid her, but he didn't know that so many things had happened to her, which was enough to destroy her will.

If he had cared a little more about her, he wouldn't have regretted it as much as he does now.

The world is unpredictable, who would have thought that a flower-like innocent and lovely little girl, to experience such a change, she is a little princess who grew up under the care of everyone, to accept such a reality, the process must be very difficult.

"You love them very much, and your uncle and aunt just want you to live well." Although he couldn't empathize, those cold and desperate eyes made his heart hurt terribly.

It turns out that caring about a person can reach this level of heart-to-heart connection.

"Although uncles and aunts are gone, there are still many people who will love you and protect you instead of them, just like Uncle Jiang, like ......"

muttered to himself as if he couldn't hear him: "Sometimes I miss the time when my father was there, the house was always very lively, and after he left, the house was suddenly deserted, so that even when he left, he was lonely." ”

"My mother took my hand and knelt down to beg them for help, but they wouldn't do it for fear of getting into trouble, huh...... Those uncles and uncles who revolve around my father on weekdays and say good things......"

Self-talk without tears is enough to suffocate people.

He didn't know why she was suddenly like this, as if she had become a different person, which caught people off guard.

Reached out and stroked her back, gently took her into his arms, and patted her gently: "Qinghe, it's all over." ”

I only hate myself for not being able to say more appropriate words to comfort, if I don't have a personal experience, how can I comfort such an encounter?

The self-asserted embrace was not pushed away, his hands were down, his eyes were glazed like a puppet, and he was too quiet to be unusually.

"Qinghe?" He called in a low voice.

"I hated Uncle Jiang." The topic continues, still sad: "If it weren't for them, my dad wouldn't have made a mistake, and if he hadn't made a mistake, they wouldn't have left me ......"

Ji Qianheng listened quietly and hugged the person tighter.

"But later, I don't hate anymore, I scolded myself for being a white-eyed wolf, Uncle Jiang is so good to me, how can I hate him......" whispered like a cry, beating his restless soul in the dark: "He is the only one who is good to me......"

"And me."

"You?" The person in his arms broke free, his expression was so incredulous.

"yes, me."

She just looked at it like that, without blinking, for a long time, and burst into a sad smile: "Ji Qianheng, do you think I'm pitiful?" ”

"I seem to be more pitiful than you." Seeing that her mood was slowly recovering, Ji Qianheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately teased, trying to make the atmosphere lighter.

"Where are you pitiful?"

"Being rejected again and again by the person you like, the person I like doesn't like me, don't you say it's pitiful?"

The jade hand was against his chest, pushing him away from him, Leng Qinghe was at a loss for his easy gaffe in front of him: "You said that we are just friends." ”

"Yes, I did." The smile was as accommodating as a pampering, and he didn't want to tell her that he was talking about it, even if it was a friend.

He wanted more than his friends.

Leng Qinghe got into the quilt, pulled the quilt to cover his head, and there was no more sound.

Ji Qianheng walked over, pulled the quilt down again, and said softly: "Sleep well, I'll be by your side." ”

Just when he thought she was asleep, a cold voice suddenly came.

"Ji Qianheng, don't waste time on me."

Ji Qianheng didn't speak, and he couldn't do anything but be silent about her refusal.

"Thank you...... Listen to me. ”

distance, again pulled away......

The next day, as if nothing had happened, Ji Qianheng went out to buy breakfast normally.

When Leng Qinghe woke up, because of the good quality of sleep, he was in good spirits, but he always felt that he vaguely seemed to have a dream.

In the dream, there is her, and there is him.

I can't remember what he said in the dream, but he held her face, smiled the most beautifully, and then dropped a kiss on her forehead, very light and long......

It is enough to prove that after staying with this man for a long time, something will always happen that is not under his control.

This dream is caused by this culprit......

This kind of dream, just like the things he did when he was young and ignorant, was the same humiliating, Leng Qinghe gritted his teeth and despised himself.

Whether it is a dream or reality, I am afraid that only the person concerned knows......

"The discharge procedures have been completed, pay attention to rest after going back, and don't overuse your eyes."

"Don't eat irritating things."

"Don't stay up late."

"If you feel unwell, come to the hospital for a check-up in time."

"You can call me anytime."

Leng Qinghe listened to the noisy advice, like an old mother, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, but he would rather hurt his ears than hear it.

The two walked out of the hospital side by side, and watched from a distance as Jiang Xing also stood straight by the car door, like a pine tree that couldn't blow down.

"I mean what I say, as long as you are discharged from the hospital in good health, I won't bother you for the time being." Ji Qianheng glanced at the man who was walking quickly, and spoke softly to show gentleness.

Leng Qinghe thought carefully about what he had said, but unfortunately he said too much, and he couldn't remember clearly, what he promised at that time would not bother, whether there was a temporary word.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if there is one, the important thing is that if you say goodbye today, you don't have to face the man who almost disturbed her heart.

"Boss." Jiang Xing also restrained his emotions and was as respectful as ever.

"Let's go." Leng Qinghe walked away without looking back.

Jiang Xing also took the things in Ji Qianheng's hand, and said expressionlessly: "Thank you." ”

Ji Qianheng was silent, only looking at the backs of the people who had gone away, and every time it was like fleeing, wishing that there was wind under his feet.

Farewell, probably for many days will not see you again.

He should be busy for the rest of the year, and she should be happy not to see him.

And his mood is diametrically opposed.

These two days are not single-handed, but he didn't expect Uncle Jiang to create opportunities for him intentionally or unintentionally, he is very grateful to Uncle Jiang, and he is glad that he has no opposing opinions, otherwise, he really can't see where the hope is on this road.

"Has anything tricky happened in the past two days?" The car started, Leng Qinghe didn't want to look back, even if he saw the man in the mirror, he was still standing in place.

"Nope." There are no tricky things, but there are things that make him want to curse.

A touch made Jiang Xing irritable for a long time, and he was even more embarrassed to say it.

"Hoshiya." After a moment of silence, Leng Qinghe spoke again.

"Yes."

"Are you a little more ruthless?" Uncle Jiang asked him to dispose of the man by himself, with her meaning, just scare and scare, but I didn't expect it......

When Lin Zhixu told her, she was probably shocked, and even she would not have thought that the young man who was very restrained in his words and deeds at the beginning turned into a ruthless person.

You know, a few years ago, he closed his eyes even when he saw blood.

"He brought it on himself." The tone was as normal as if an ant had just been trampled to death.

"Why didn't you consult with me beforehand?"

"Uncle Jiang agreed."

The rare retort made Leng Qinghe stunned for a moment, accustomed to his usual obedience, and he was really not used to such rebellion.

Jiang Xing also quickly realized that his attitude was wrong, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry boss, I shouldn't have said that just now, I just felt ......"

"Think he hurt me, damn it?"

"Yes." Whoever hurt her is an unforgivable sin.

"He deserves to die."

She didn't sympathize with that man, she just hoped that she was hands-on, not Xingya.

She hoped that he was still the same as before, untainted by the deceit of this world.

But who can go back in time? I can still remember my original intention.

Just like between her and that man, even if she releases her previous suspicions, she has long been unrecognizable and destined to be strangers.

So if you like him, just listen to it, and treat him as an impulsive mistake.

A call came in, and Jiang Xing also pressed the hands-free button.