deliberate kiss

Chapter 100 The Only Solace (Monthly Pass Plus Changes)
He said in a good voice: "Why do you take your own body against me? What do you want, I will give it to you when you recover? Xuansu, I have been waiting for so many years, and you are finally willing to wake up Come and see me, you don't know how happy I am."

"I don't want to see you, I wish you would die!" Lin Xuansu said mercilessly, it was almost something hard to hear.

Zhou Jingwei raised his hand to lift the curtain, and also interrupted what Zhou Bingquan was about to say.

The woman on the hospital bed was weak and beautiful, with a graceful face typical of Jiangnan women, but with a little more sickness, and a complexion that was too pale due to prolonged illness in bed.

Her jet-black hair was scattered all over her body, and she looked like a ghost for a few moments.

Zhou Jingwei even felt that her waking up might just be a dream of her own.

"Jingwei, you're back." Lin Xuansu looked at Zhou Jingwei who suddenly appeared, the tears in his eyes flowed more violently, across his thin chin, and dripped on the bedding, smearing the dark wet water.

The only person she cares about in the Zhou family is probably Zhou Jingwei.

This is the child she gave birth to after she was pregnant in October and experienced the pain of childbirth. It is her heart and soul.

At the beginning
She was really crazy at first.

"Mom." Zhou Jingwei stood by Zhou Bingquan's side, his tone dull.

Lin Xuansu's heart ached when he called his mother.

She tremblingly said: "Can you... can you come closer and let mom take a good look at you."

Zhou Jingwei did not refuse.

He sat down on the side of the bed.

Zhou Bingquan, who was never allowed to approach him, had an indescribably complicated expression on his face.

Does she hate herself so much, does she hate herself so much?

And Lin Xuansu had already regarded Zhou Bingquan as air, she just held Zhou Jingwei's hand tightly, her voice choked up, mixed with sadness and joy: "I thought they lied to me, I thought you were gone."

This is a hidden disease that cannot be touched.

Zhou Jingwei looked at Zhou Bingquan, who was getting more and more emotionally complicated, and said lightly: "Dad, you go out first, and I will have a good talk with Mom."

Zhou Bingquan opened his mouth, but he couldn't think of any reason to refuse. After all, he followed Zhou Jingwei's words and left the dead and silent room.

When the door was closed, Zhou Jingwei took a small bowl from the side, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Lin Xuansu's lips: "Eat something first, we can talk when you have strength."

"Okay. I'll listen to you." Lin Xuansu felt ashamed, looked at her son eagerly, agreed hastily, and drank the porridge that was handed to her lips.

Zhou Jingwei watched her cautiously curry favor with him, and his heart was inevitably touched.

He whispered: "You don't have to do this, I don't blame you."

"Jingwei." Lin Xuansu was at a loss for words for a moment, her lips were murmured, and she said anxiously: "Mom really knows that I was wrong, and Mom will never do such a thing again."

"I just said, I don't blame you." Zhou Jingwei paused, then emphasized again: "I really don't blame you."

Lin Xuansu has everything in her heart.

Later, Lin Xuansu drank the whole bowl of porridge, and her mood calmed down a lot.

Before she fell asleep, she held Zhou Jingwei's hand tightly and murmured sorry many times.

Zhou Jingwei knew that what she needed was not her own answer.

What she can't get over is her own demons.

Zhou Bingquan stood outside for as long as he stayed in Lin Xuansu's room.

Zhou Jingwei pushed the door out of the room, and saw Zhou Bingquan standing not far away, smoking.

"Has she eaten?" Zhou Bingquan looked haggard.

It's true to think about it, since I haven't rested for so long, I can't think of a way to look good on my face.

"I ate a little," Zhou Jingwei paused, and added, "I fell asleep just now."

"Just sleep, tomorrow" Zhou Bingquan looked at Zhou Jingwei's cold face, suddenly lost his confidence: "Will you come to see Xuansu tomorrow?"

"That's my mother, of course I'll come and see."

"Jing Wei, don't blame her"

"You're joking. I don't blame her. I should blame you for this matter."

Zhou Bingquan's face instantly became ugly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"You were the instigator of everything that happened back then, weren't you?"

Zhou Jingwei was so calm as if he was talking about other people's affairs: "I don't blame you for weighing the pros and cons of the Zhou family and sacrificing the glory of my mother's family, but since you have done this, you should at least protect my mother, right? ?”

"Do you think I didn't protect her well?" Zhou Bingquan's eyes twitched, angry: "If it wasn't for that damn tuberculosis ghost, nothing would have happened! It's all his fault!"

Everyone has their own standpoint and point of view. Obviously, it is not speculative.

Zhou Jingwei felt that this time, there was indeed nothing to say.

He nodded, he was too lazy to argue with Zhou Bingquan, and his tone was casual: "The sun is so hot, I'll go to rest first, Dad, you should also go to rest, when Mom wakes up from her afternoon nap, you can still come and accompany her."

Zhou Bingquan looked at Zhou Jingwei's leaving back, feeling ashamed and sad.

It's ridiculous that he should be blamed by his own son for pointing his nose!
When Zhou Jingwei walked to the door, his phone vibrated suddenly.

He turned on his phone and saw that it was a text message from Cheng Weiyue, a very simple one.

She said, "I'm going back to work this afternoon, and I ate spicy chicken cooked by Lawyer Cai himself for lunch!"

He looked at it, and suddenly felt that the manicness and crampedness just now had suddenly dissipated.

A little smile couldn't help but hang on the corners of her lips, and she replied: "Does Yueyue like spicy food?"

The chat box showed that it was typing, and after a while, Zhou Jingwei saw a pop-up message.

"like!"

As a result, the smile on the corners of his lips had a tendency to expand.

He was very patient, and responded word by word: "I'll make it for you when you come back."

"Can I order food by myself?"

"can."

Zhou Jingwei smiled lightly. After sending the message, he put his phone in his pocket and opened the car door.

At this point, that kid Zhao Ximo should be very empty.

In the past, he asked him to find Yulian's famous chef and teach him two dishes.

When this thought fell, those manic and depressed emotions completely dissipated.

Those things in the past are already in the past
Qiao Jingxue sat in the reception room and took the tea from the studio staff.

"Mr. Qiao, I'm sorry to have waited so long. Teacher Chu suddenly had a few very important clients coming over today, so I didn't come to see you immediately."

Only ghosts will believe this.

They are all good people who have been in the showbiz for many years. How could Qiao Jingxue not be able to tell whether they are going to show off or are really not free.

But on the surface, she still smiled and said, "It's okay, I can wait, let Teacher Chu take it easy."

(End of this chapter)