irresistible sweetness

Chapter 5 Feng Qingyue, I Already Remember You

When Feng Qingyue walked out of the hospital again, it was already dark, and she felt very heavy, thinking of Dr. Li's words in her mind.

Advanced cancer cannot be cured. If you have to prepare more than 30 yuan for treatment, it may be extended for a few months.

She looked at the medicine in her hand again. Mrs. Lin bought enough painkillers for almost a month.

But this can only relieve the short-term pain, and cannot cure her illness.

30 is like an astronomical figure that makes people dare not even think about it. The first thing Feng Qingyue thought of was Zhang Meiyi, but she didn't know if Zhang Meiyi would pay 30 to treat Mrs. Lin's illness. She is not from the Lin family and has no position to go Find Zhang Meiyi.

The street lights on the street were dim, and there was still a slight warm wind blowing in the air. The clearer the wind, the more she wanted to save money, so she didn't take a car anymore and walked to the bus stop. She looked at the night sky and only hoped that God would keep Granny Lin with her Have the last new year.

"You bastard! She's still pregnant with Lao Tzu's child!"

A man's roar suddenly came from a distance, and Feng Qingyue came back to his senses.

I saw a black luxury car parked not far away. There were three people outside the car who seemed to be arguing. A woman wearing high heels and heavy make-up was crying and clutching her stomach. There was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and a teenager on the side.

The young man turned his back to her, and turned half of his face indifferently. After seeing it clearly, Feng Qing was so startled that he put on his glasses again, and took out the eyeliner pen that was always ready in his pocket, dabbed blindly on his face, hell, it's so late , she unexpectedly ran into Jiang Yuye near the hospital.

The boy's breath was bitter, and he sneered: "Son? Jiang Wang, this green hat is really tight."

"Bastard!" Jiang Wang was so angry that he couldn't hold back and slapped Jiang Yuye. He panted heavily and said viciously: "What I regret the most is that I didn't strangle you to death at the moment you were born, and gave birth to you like this!" Debt collection stuff."

Jiang Yuye's face was slapped sideways, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his dark eyes. He touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, spit bloody saliva on the ground, took out a handful of photos from his trouser pocket, and slammed Flicking it on Jiang Wang's face, a smile appeared on his lips: "Let's see what kind of slutty women you're hooking up with."

The large-scale photos fell on the ground like flowers from a goddess, and the woman with heavy makeup turned pale: "Mr. Jiang, listen to me, this child belongs to you. Your son framed me. This is your child."

Jiang Wang pushed her away angrily: "Go away."

Jiang Wang drove away in the car, the woman stomped her feet in anger, gave Jiang Yuye a hard look, took a taxi and quickly chased Jiang Wang away.

The farce in front of him did not cause any waves in Jiang Yuye's eyes, he turned around indifferently, his gaze paused, and he saw a sneaky figure hiding behind the stop sign not far away.

He narrowed his eyes and approached slowly.

Feng Qingyue hid in fright after seeing that slap on Jiang Yuye. In her previous life, she only knew that the relationship between Jiang Yuye and her family was not harmonious, but she never expected that it would be such a big fight on the street. , and the most puzzling thing is that Jiang Yuye didn't even hide, and received the slap abruptly.

If Jiang Yuye saw her and found out the moment when she saw him being beaten, would such a face-saving person kill her and keep her silent?
After all, Jiang Yuye attempted to kill someone in his previous life. Feng Qingyue didn't want to recall such a scene again. His fear of him was trembling from heart to body. He was a lunatic.

A shadow fell in front of her, and Jiang Yuye's indifferent voice sounded above her head: "Did you see it all?"

Feng Qingyue's body froze, her hands holding the bag tightened again and again, and finally she lowered her head and nervously whispered: "I didn't see your father beating you."

After finishing speaking, Feng Qing wanted to bite off her tongue, she was talking nonsense, so she took a few steps to the side in fear, away from Jiang Yuye.

"Heh." He sneered, his dark eyes fixed on Feng Qing's pale fingers that were getting more and more nervous: "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

Feng Qingyue took a small step back without any trace: "No..."

Jiang Yuye's eyes darkened, and his laughter became more pleasant: "Good student, you are not suitable for lying, your acting skills are too poor."

Only then did Feng Qingyue slowly raise his head to look at him. Jiang Yuye was tall, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and the slap marks on his cold white cheeks were eye-catching, but he tilted his head slightly indifferently, and spoke softly: "The one who was beaten out of embarrassment You saw the scene, what do you think I should do with you?"

Feng Qingyue's face turned pale with fright at these slightly threatening words, and she quickly waved her hands: "Student Jiang, don't worry, I won't say anything, I didn't see anything."

Seeing Jiang Yuye's gloomy gaze, Feng Qingyue raised his hand to swear, and looked at him sincerely, even though he was wearing a pair of big black frames and there were some black spots on his face, but Jiang Yuye somehow felt that she looked obedient, soft and cute .

He lazily leaned against the stop sign, as if mocking: "Are all you good students as timid as you and as big as a grain of rice?"

Knowing that he doesn't like good students who are timid and have good grades, Feng Qingyue pursed his red lips and carried out the character design to the end: "I have been timid since I was a child."

As expected, Jiang Yuye had no interest in her, and stood up straight: "If I heard a word about today's incident at school, I will not let you go." When he turned to leave, he stopped in his footsteps, and said with a smile : "Today is the third time, but three things, I already remember you."

He moved his eyes to the school badge that had not been taken off her chest, and paused every word: "Feng Qingyue."

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It was already eight o'clock when Feng Qingyue got home, there was the food left by Mrs. Lin on the table, still warm.

"Did Qingqing come back?" Mrs. Lin staggered out of the bedroom on the first floor, and walked to the rice cooker with her back bent: "Why have you been here for so long, come and eat the food first, you must be starving. Grandma's dumplings this afternoon were overcooked, and the bad grandma ate them, but you can eat the good ones, and they're still warm."

The dumplings made by Mrs. Lin were not good-looking. They were crooked and a lot of meat was leaking out. Feng Qing took a bite and couldn't stop crying when she saw Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin wiped her tears again: "What's the matter? Why are you crying again? My Qingqing is so beautiful, it won't look good if you cry again."

Feng Qingyue stretched out his hand to grab her warm palm, and put his face on it: "Grandma, Dr. Li has already told me about your advanced gastric cancer."

Mrs. Lin froze, and cursed angrily: "Doctor Li is not trustworthy, he won't tell me what he said, he lied to me, if he knew it, he wouldn't have asked you to help me get the medicine." Sensing that Feng Qingyue was depressed, She reached out to touch Feng Qingyue's hair: "Qingqing, grandma has lived enough, but she is a little worried about you, you are not yet 17 years old, if I die, who will protect you."

Feng Qingyue pulled her lips: "So grandma, let's go to treat your illness, I will definitely find a way to treat your illness."

"Even if it doesn't work, you can spend the last New Year with me, please grandma."

Seeing Feng Qingyue's tearful eyes, Mrs. Lin couldn't utter the words to refuse, she finally nodded her head with a kind voice: "Grandma will definitely accompany Qingqing to celebrate the New Year."

(End of this chapter)