She didn't expect Jin Zhuoqi to come over today.

Jin Zhuoqi didn't walk over, just stood at the door and watched from afar, the room was lit up, and he could clearly see Nie Zhao lying curled up in the bed, he knew that she hadn't fallen asleep, and she hadn't changed the password of the door.

He wanted to walk over, but he didn't know if the footsteps were too heavy, but he could clearly see the two steps he took towards her, which frightened the girl so much that she was trembling all over, and her whole body was shrinking into the quilt.

What are you afraid of?

Was it scary when he killed people that day?

Jin Zhuoqi stopped, pulled the corners of his mouth and said softly, "We are clear." ”

His flight to London came an hour and a half later and would not be back.

This time, it was he who left her.

Hearing his words, Nie Zhao shrank his neck, and the half of his head that came out of him was sunk into the quilt again, and his arms were also shrunk inside.

Blood was flowing under the quilt, and the kitten, who had never paid much attention to people, seemed to have a special sense of acuity, woke up from her kitten's nest, jumped on the bed past Jin Zhuoqi, and leaned over to lick her face as if flattering.

Nie Zhao tilted his head, his eyes staring at the shattered, and suddenly he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. I also wanted to raise my hand to touch it, but unfortunately she couldn't help it.

It turns out that Shatter also remembers her well, and that is enough.

After Jin Zhuoqi finished speaking, he didn't hear Nie Zhao's reply, and turned around a little self-deprecatingly, strode away from the apartment, and the second he stepped out of the apartment door, he was scratched by the little black cat who didn't know when he ran over, but unfortunately the force was too light, Jin Zhuoqi didn't notice it at all, and closed the door with his backhand without turning his head, leaving only the little black cat who was trying to pull the door open, scraping the door frantically with his paws.

It's raining outside, and the sound of the rain is disturbing.

Jin Zhuoqi held an umbrella, looked at the somewhat gloomy sky, walked out of the apartment, his finger bones tore off the red rope on his wrist, the rope was already thin, and it was easy to untie it, and he kneaded the wooden bead with his fingertips, and threw the red rope into the sewer casually.

The turbulent water washed by, and in less than two seconds, the red rope was dragged down.

It was probably raining, and he didn't even hear a sound, Jin Zhuoqi looked at the flowing water, the red rope disappeared in a second, he lowered his eyes, the clarity in his eyes faded a lot, turned around and strode into the car, and rushed to the airport.

In the apartment, Nie Zhao just resigned herself to lying on the bed with her eyes closed, feeling that all the strength in her body was being withdrawn, her breathing became weaker and weaker, and she opened her eyes to try to see out the window.

I was already thinking in my mind that maybe there would be a plane for Jin Zhuoqi in a while.

Summer is over.

This summer doesn't seem so good.

The peaches are ripe on the third day and begin to rot on the seventh day.

At the end of the summer, she finished, not knowing what time his flight was.

Chapter 45

Jin Zhuoqi has given himself two chances to save himself in his life, but both ended in failure.

The first time was when he gave Nie Zhao a tattoo, a bow and arrow, and every time he saw that tattoo, it seemed to remind him that the girl in front of him was not only beautiful, piercing, fascinating, but also full of thorns, dangerous and ruthless, very good at hiding, a good-looking liar, who would only hurt people to the point of bruising all over her body.

He knew best how when she was a child and how she used rhetoric to get him to hold a true heart in front of her, and he knew best how ruthless she was when she didn't say goodbye.

But the result was that he was willing to use himself as a bargaining chip and wanted her to live.

The second time was to buy a plane ticket to London and leave the place where he no longer had any nostalgia.

With the help of Huo Chengdu's power and connections, he easily entered the best university in London, and at the same time entered his company to help him do things, for a whole year and a half, he won numerous awards at the London Business School in the United Kingdom with the first beautiful score in each course major, from the lowest staff under Huo Chengdu's hands to grasp the lifeblood of the company within a year, and became a well-known existence in the whole company.

He doesn't like to talk much, he is resolute, decisive, ruthless, sharper and tougher than Huo Chengdu, and his long-term vision and high intelligence have allowed him to win beautiful and wonderful projects in some projects.

He was just a fledgling, and he spent a year and a half helping Huo Chengju create funds that could only be obtained in three years.

But as a result, he chose to return to China.

Give up everything he has carefully built and everything he has created.

His two chances to save himself were initiated and given up by him.

Huo Chengju felt a little laughed after hearing his choice, he never used indecisive people in his work, but these problems that would go wrong at work never happened to Jin Zhuoqi, he has always adhered to the principle of putting death and rejuvenation, like a gambler with a strong heart, and a gambler who can accurately calculate the consequences.

The only thing that kills him, and can always shake him, is the girl who is still in City A.

Age is here, Huo Chengju has also been crazy in love, but he knows better that the rights in his hands and the things he has paid for cannot be lost in the hands of a woman.

He has absolute sanity and sobriety, and he doesn't care which woman his heart will really put on him, and when he is in a good mood, he will be willing to talk to which woman he has a romantic love, take all his rights to help another girl cross the ranks, and get physical and mental pleasure since pampering her, and show her his little affection without hesitation.

When you touch the bottom line, sooner or later, you can easily take it back, and these are just fun under the pressure of work.

He was at ease, so he laughed at Jin Zhuoqi's choice.

"Zhuo, what's so good about her?" Huo Chengju sat on the office chair and raised his eyebrows and asked.

Let Jin Zhuoqi know that she has been in the hospital all year long, so she did not hesitate to put down what she had in her hand and choose to return to China.

Jin Zhuoqi shook his head and said, "She's not good." ”

Huo Chengju suddenly stopped talking.

Just because he knows her good, he also knows her bad, so this choice is the result of Jin Zhuoqi's careful consideration, even if Jin Zhuoqi follows him to do things, but his character is too hard, it is a hard bone that he can't even gnaw, Huo Chengju can't shake his choice.

"I never give my men such a precedent, but you can."

Huo Chengju said coldly: "If you want to come back, the company will have your place at any time." ”

On the day Jin Zhuoqi returned to China, it was winter, but it was sunny for several days in City A.

He didn't have anything with him, but he got off the plane alone in a black tweed coat and a long scarf around his neck.

He was very busy with his studies and work abroad, and he needed to learn endless things every day, and he rarely had time for entertainment, let alone caring about domestic affairs.

He knew that Nie Zhao was sick, or because he accidentally swiped a set of photos on IG.

Later, when he clicked into that account, he revealed some familiar fingers, which gave him a judgment.

When I clicked in, I found that the latest set of photos was from the previous summer.

It was a day he was familiar with, the day he was released from prison and left the country.

He clicked into the comments to find out that some fans said that his wife was sick, and he didn't know if he was better now.

Even if he decided to return to China, Jin Zhuoqi didn't know how serious Nie Zhao's illness was, but he probably knew what kind of illness he had.

She rarely posts anything, and only uploads one image at a time.

The only time I posted a text was in the winter of the year before last, and it was only visible to fans.

Fragments: Do you think it's colder in prison than outside, and does he hurt too?

The picture shows a snowy wall, the gray walls are tall and hard, the ground is weedy, and the walls are as wide as if they were endless.

The first comment at the bottom asks her: Is it someone you like?

She replied: "It's a very important person for me."

The next one was that she posted in the comment area: Gone.

There was a full twelve hours apart.

She stood there and watched for a day, but she did not dare to go in to visit.

Jin Zhuoqi disarmed and surrendered in an instant.

He didn't seem to have any natural resistance to her, and as long as he gave her a little nourishment, he would still come to her and wagging his tail and beg for mercy.

That night, he had no intention of working or studying, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window watching the snow fall all night in London, and smoked all night long.

It was only then that he suddenly discovered that his hidden thoughts were like spring vines, growing wildly in the winter season, until he was tied to his whole being.

found out the hospital where she was, Jin Zhuoqi refused to have dinner with friends, and took a taxi to see her as soon as he got off the plane.

Perhaps because the sunny days of winter are precious, a doctor is pulling Nie Zhao to bask in the sun in the garden downstairs of the hospital.

The small garden of the hospital is not very big, and there are some fitness equipment next to it, there are a few grandfathers and grandmothers working out, and the rest are some disabled people practicing walking, and children are frolicking.

She sat in a rocking chair, wearing a thick cotton jacket and a book over her eyes to bask in the sun, and the atmosphere was peaceful and natural.

The snow was white, the sun did not melt all the snow that remained on the ground, and the cold wind was blowing in his face, and Jin Zhuoqi just stood far away, cold air poured in, and his breath was emitting white smoke.

Even though he was far away, his whole attention was fixed on her, watching her cut her hair short to her shoulders, her hair hanging down, swaying as her body swayed.

There were a few children playing next to her, but she was the only one half-lying there, not knowing whether she was asleep or didn't want to talk, it was very quiet.

A little boy next to him pushed Nie Zhao, Jin Zhuoqi subconsciously wanted to step forward, and saw Nie Zhao put down the book in his hand, turned his back to him and slowly sat up, lowered his head and talked to the little boy, Jin Zhuoqi realized that they knew each other.

The boy approached Nie Zhao, quietly peeping at the tall man standing in the snow in the distance, and said to Nie Zhao, "Sister, there is an elder brother over there watching you." ”

Nie Zhao thought it was Zhaorui, pursed his lower lip, looked at the ground with lost eyes, and said to the boy, "Then you tell him not to come." ”

Nie Zhao was found by Zhaorui that night and sent to the hospital, and it took three or four days to save his life, and since then the little black cat's tattoo has a hideous, red and swollen scar that will never fade away.

She lay down for another week, and when she woke up, she found that she couldn't see, and Zhao Rui said that he wanted to take her away.

Nie Zhao shook his head and refused.

Zhao Rui's voice was low and forbearing: "Nie Zhao, do you see who you can find to take care of you now?" The doctor said that it is difficult for your eyes to recover, you can't take care of yourself like this, can you lie in the hospital for the rest of your life? ”

Nie Zhao just looked at the dark place in front of him, as if he didn't react, and only said after a long time: "Zhaorui, you don't like me that much." ”

Before Zhao Rui could speak, he heard Nie Zhao say coldly:

"Do you want a girlfriend who can only live by clinging to you? Impossible. ”

"You know I don't want to be like that."

After that, Zhaorui would still come, and Nie Zhao had already prepared to go through the discharge procedures recently, she had been in the hospital for too long, and the money on hand was almost gone, and she couldn't see it, and she hadn't figured out how to eat together.

She also felt that she was too tired.

Every day was dark, and occasionally the little nurses, who were already a little bored, complained in private that she would be sent to a psychiatric hospital sooner or later.

No one can stand her regular suicides, like schizophrenia, and no one can protect her life 24 hours a day like her bodyguard.

She thinks so, too, but why has she survived to this point?

She didn't know if the hospital was too responsible, or if she still wanted to live deep down.

The little boy obediently ran to the tall brother in the distance, tilted his head and said in a crisp voice: "Brother, my sister told you not to come in the future, do you know your sister?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi squatted down, rested his elbows on his knees, looked at the little boy and nodded.

"Yes, is she sick?"