The people in the hallway fell silent.

After a long time, Lu Zhenting sighed, "Okay, it's all gone." ”

He looked at Li Yao again, "Mr. Li stays." ”

Li Yao nodded, held Lu Zhiling's hand in the palm of his hand, then supported Lu Zhenting and slowly walked to the study on the other side. m.

Lu Zhenting made him a cup of tea, "In the past six months, in order to cooperate with the shallow, you have been trying your best to play the role of a stranger, although you have held a wedding, but fortunately, you have never had time to get the certificate, Mr. Li, you are a good child, and you have also been cultivated by Qing Shi, I never doubt his vision, but my child is like this now, she has liked Qing Shi since she was a child, I am worried that even if she is sober, it will be difficult to accept the reality, but you are still young, and your future should not be delayed." ”

Li Yao understood what he meant, clenched the teacup tightly, and replied firmly, "I won't leave her." ”

......

Jiang Qian hasn't been out of the room for ten days.

She hadn't eaten a grain of rice or drunk a sip of water.

But even if the nutrition injections and protein injections hung her breath, she couldn't resist her giving up on herself like this, and in just ten days, her whole person lost weight, her little face was not only pale and terrible, but her skin was sunken and even her bones could be seen.

But she knew she wasn't dead yet.

She just didn't want to move.

I don't understand why she has been sick for so many days, and Lu Qingshi hasn't come to see her.

He loves her so much and cares about her, in the past, when she was sick, Lu Qingshi would always guard her by her side, when she was uncomfortable, he would hold her in his arms and comfort her, when she was thirsty, he would pour water for her, feed her water with his own hands, and cook her whatever she wanted......

But why is it that now she is hungry and thirsty, and she wants his hugs and comfort, and he is gone?

Jiang Qian lay on the bed on her side, looking at the half-drawn navy blue curtains with empty eyes, the shallow sunlight leaked in from the branches of the plane tree outside the window, the light and shadow jumped in her godless eyes, she thought that she had really been waiting for a long, long time, she was about to die.

But why didn't my brother come to see her......

Under the pillow was the notebook in Lu Qingshi's office, and Jiang Qian had flipped through it several times.

In fact, there is nothing special, just a record of some important events of the company, drug research and development, factory inspections, and some of his important academic conferences, including the one that went to country M, but these things were recorded nine months ago.

She didn't know why Lu Qingshi didn't remember it later.

She carefully read every page in the notebook, for fear of missing a single word he had left, but she read them all and did not see a single word he had written about her. www.

In addition to work, it is still work.

Except, in the mezzanine of the last page of the notebook, there is a photo sandwiched.

Jiang Qian had seen that photo.

When he was in country M, in the study of his institute office.

In the photo, she is holding the one-year-old Lu Zhiling standing at the window, her eyebrows are gentle, the chubby little guy is stretching out his little fat hand in her arms, babbling something to her.

The picture is beautiful and warm.

But there is no him in the photo, no matter how warm he is, he is not there, just as pale and cold.

Jiang Qian didn't know how long he had kept this photo, whether he usually took it to look at it, if he also thought about her often, then why didn't he come to see her, she thought that tears would fall when she thought about it, wetting the corners of the photo, she quickly wiped it with her fingers, but accidentally flipped to the back of the photo.

Then she saw the line he had written on it.

He was drenched in snow with the court

This life is also considered a total of white heads

Jiang Qian's eyes were stunned, and she sat up from the bed all of a sudden, her hair was messy and covered half of her face, her red eyes looked at his vigorous and simple handwriting, and there was a line of handwriting below the poem, which was time and payment.

On the day of the ugly month of the year of the Emperor, noon.

The location is in country M.

Jiang Qian looked at the date and could know that it was nine months ago, but on that day, she couldn't remember what the exact date was.

But a picture suddenly appeared in her mind, it was a snowy day, it seemed to be a wedding scene, she actually saw herself wearing a white wedding dress, escorted and towed by John, slowly walked to the other end of the catwalk.

The wedding was an open-air wedding, and the cold sunlight shone on every corner of the courtyard as soon as the snow stopped in the courtyard, and the smiles on the faces of the guests were clearly illuminated.

Jiang Qian was taken aback by such a picture, she had obviously already held a wedding with Lu Qingshi, how could she have held another wedding in country M, the picture was blurry, she couldn't see the appearance of the man on the other end of the catwalk, but she didn't know why, she seemed to see Lu Qingshi sitting at the end of the flower arch from afar, sitting behind the guests, when she held John past, his eyes always followed her, and there was a gentle and blessed smile in those deep dark eyes.

The breeze blew through the courtyard, blowing the remnants of snowflakes from the branches of the treetops, and a thin layer of white snow fell on the shoulders of his black suit and the tips of his hair.

also fell on her white and beautiful veil.

Jiang Qian's heart suddenly tingled with a strong tingling pain when she thought of these pictures, and tears fell without warning, she felt that she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe, and that kind of discomfort made her unable to sleep peacefully, only to feel that the overwhelming despair surrounded her like a tide, leaving her with nowhere to escape, making her heart ache to suffocation.

She jerked herself up from the bed.

She is Lu Qingshi's wife, she is his woman, her body and heart belong to him alone from beginning to end.

How could she possibly marry another man?!

She didn't believe it!

The blood in Jiang Qian's brain was boiling sharply, she was like crazy, she looked down to find the fruit knife on the coffee table, she opened the drawer, and rummaged on the desk, but she didn't see the fruit knife, let alone the fruit knife, even the scissors were gone.

Her face was covered with long hair, her eyes were scarlet with tears, and her whole person looked as terrifying as a female ghost, she walked barefoot to the bathroom, suddenly picked up the small metal tray on the washstand, and smashed the mirror directly.

She didn't believe it, she had to ask him personally, she didn't believe that he didn't want to come to see her if she died!

The mirror shattered in front of her eyes, and the loud noise provoked the maid guarding the door to hurriedly come in to check, and then she was extremely shocked to see Jiang Qian sitting on the floor of the bathroom, her hands were full of blood, and she held a mirror fragment tightly in one hand, and cut it neatly and quickly towards her wrist.

The dripping blood fell quickly down her wrist, and a large cloud of blood snaked on the ground, and the servant was so frightened that he couldn't scream.