Hidden Marriage President

She loves him, this is what she has insisted on since she knew love until today.Although she had all kinds of pain with him, she never regretted it.

Staring at him, no matter how painful the wound was, it was less than one ten-thousandth of the pain in my heart.

She and him are both lonely people, whether he loves him or not, they are the ones who stay close to each other for warmth when they are the loneliest.Without Lin'er, if she leaves again, he will be left alone.

Poor him, what should we do?

Gu Wangchuan looked at her with a complicated expression, held her hand tightly, and placed it on his cheek, "Stop talking, I'll be at the hospital soon..."

The ridiculous thing is that his comfort is limited to this.

"Wang Chuan... Wang Chuan... let me call you by your name more..."

She missed the days when he was by her side, instead of facing the four white walls of the hospital all day long.Now, she can finally lie in his arms wantonly, with her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

The rhythm of "Boom, Boom, Boom" is powerful, and unconsciously, I don't feel how painful the incision is.

She was so tired that she closed her eyes.

"Wang Chuan...no matter what I did or missed...don't hate me, okay?" Her voice was like a whispering pleading.

Gu Wangchuan only felt that his throat was tight and his eyes were astringent.

Holding her tightly and pressing his chin against her, he said, "Well, I don't hate anymore, I don't hate anymore..."

Yan Xiaojun smiled, just like how many years ago when he gave her the first bouquet of flowers, he smiled so happily and beautifully.

"It's nice..." she said.

She has long stopped paying attention to right and wrong, and no longer entangles with what mistakes she has made.It's just that she only cares about this man, she is so selfish that she doesn't want him to hate her.

If you talk about extravagant expectations, this is the only one.

"Is the air conditioner turned on in the car?" Her voice became lower and lower, her head drooped, unable to lift it up again, her voice seemed to be forced out of her chest: "I'm so cold..."

Gu Wangchuan's throat became tighter and tighter, even speaking he seemed choked up, "Turn off the air conditioner!"

The two bodyguards in front glanced at each other. Although they didn't turn on the air conditioner, they agreed in a tacit understanding that the gesture had been turned off.

He lowered his head again and chuckled lightly: "It's already closed."

"That's good, that's good..." Her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't move away anymore, she curled up in his arms, and her body began to twitch slightly.

"But I...is still so cold..."

Gu Wangchuan immediately hugged her tightly, held her hands, steamed, rubbed them back and forth, and coaxed her from time to time: "It's not cold anymore..."

Yan Xiaojun leaned against his chest, and when she heard the sound echoing in her chest, she raised her lips and pulled out an extremely weak and ethereal smile.

I really want to keep this moment in my heart forever...

The car drove quickly, and after going through several red lights in a row, it finally arrived at the entrance of the hospital.

"Master! We're here!"

Gu Wangchuan picked up Yan Xiaojun who was covered in blood, walked in hastily, and shouted, "Where is the doctor? Where is the doctor?!"

Someone stepped forward, saw this posture, and hurriedly said, "Go this way!"

Gu Wangchuan strode forward, lowering his head from time to time: "Xiaojun, don't sleep, we're at the hospital!"

The person in his arms was so thin that he couldn't feel any weight.She didn't open her eyes, she held his hands tightly, but didn't let go.The dry lips were slightly opened, and the overflowing voice was low and inaudible.

However, he still heard it... still heard it.

She said: "It's too cold to be alone...don't be alone..."

Suddenly, he stopped and stood there blankly.

The hands that were holding on to the hem of his shirt slowly slipped down little by little, and hung down powerlessly.

He lowered his head and looked at her, trying to laugh, but his vision was blurred.

He gently rubbed his cheek against her forehead, and said in a low voice, "I'm not alone...I still have you, don't I?"

She longed to hear this sentence, but could no longer give him any response.

As she said, she has done wrong things that are unacceptable in the eyes of outsiders, and she has paid an unbearable price for the mistakes she made.However, to be able to die in the arms of a beloved man is undoubtedly the greatest happiness.

The doctor who rushed over immediately pulled Yan Xiaojun out of his arms half-forcibly, put him on the cart, and pushed him into the emergency room.Gu Wangchuan was still standing where he was, his white shirt was mostly stained red.He leaned against the wall, watching her being pushed in... It was as if time had turned back, and he saw the scene when Lin'er was pushed in. She held his hand tightly, and she didn't even feel the tears on her face. Sleep.

Back then, at least, their hands were tightly intertwined.

Alone?

He raised his head and leaned against the wall. In this corridor, he became deserted.

Gradually, only the dazzling fluorescent lights above the head remained.

He narrowed his eyes, his vision becoming more and more blurred.

After a long time, the doctor came out and shook his head...

Gu Wangchuan walked in, and saw the person on the bed, with one hand hanging limply by the bed, and his long hair was a little messy.The blood on her face has been cleaned up, revealing her extremely thin cheeks.There are still some bruised lumps on it, which obviously have been treated violently.

He came to her side and stretched out his hand to smooth her hair.The skin under the fingertips still had a slight warmth, as if falling asleep, never having peace before.

"Master," someone approached behind him.

Jiaxi glanced at Yan Xiaojun, raised his eyes, and asked calmly: "A neighbor called the police, and JC has already rushed over. What should I do with that woman?"

"A mentally deranged woman, she just hurt herself." Gu Wangchuan slowly withdrew his hand, turned his head, his face was tense, his eyes were dark and bloodthirsty, "keep her out."

Jiaxi didn't ask the reason, just nodded, and then quietly retreated out.

Looking back, he glanced at the bed and the person on the bed again, and said softly: "I will bring Lin'er to you... let him stay by your side, and never be separated again."

After leaving the hospital, Jiaxi waited outside.

"Master," he opened the car door, and Gu Wangchuan got in, "Where is he?"

"It's been brought back."

Gu Wangchuan closed his eyes, "Let's drive."

Returning to the apartment, Tang Min shrank in the corner, the wounds on her body had been treated, and now she was quite awake, her face was ugly, and she opened a pair of big terrified eyes, staring at the direction of the door.

Gu Wangchuan walked in, her body trembled suddenly: "I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't do it on purpose..."

He said nothing and sat across from her.

Tang Min raised his head, got up tremblingly, walked towards him, and knelt down for him with a "plop".

"I, I don't know how it happened, I didn't mean it at all... My cousin, she, my cousin, she won't blame me..."

Indifferently, he asked, "What's the matter with the wound on her face?"

"W-what injury?" Tang Min began to avoid his eyes, not daring to look directly at it.

Gu Wangchuan leaned forward, staring at her coldly, "She's dead."

Tang Min's eyes widened, and he shook his head in a panic: "Impossible...Impossible..." Perhaps, he did not expect that he would become a murderer one day, so Tang Min was so frightened that he sat on the ground, his hands began to pull unconsciously again. Long hair, messy hair: "Cousin won't die... how can she die? If she dies, I will become a murderer..." The more I thought about it, the more afraid I became, Tang Min finally burst into tears, "She How can I die? I don’t want to go to jail!!” The last cry turned into a roar, even a curse.

"I knew that she was willing to kill me! From the very beginning she knew that I fell in love with you, she began to be jealous of me! So, she did not hesitate to use this trick to destroy me and get you forever!! I should have I know, I should have known it a long time ago!! This bad-hearted woman, it’s not enough for her to harm your daughter and son, now she’s coming to harm me—”

Suddenly, she froze.

The black muzzle of the gun was blocked in her mouth abruptly.

Tang Min stared at Gu Wangchuan with terrified eyes.At that moment, she felt that she was so close to death.

Gu Wangchuan's pitch-black eyes seemed to vent out the endless darkness in his heart, empty, harsh, and cold.

"It's not your turn to talk about her yet."

Not wanting to dirty the pistol, let alone get blood on it for her, he got up.

"You're talking so much nonsense, send her to the psychiatrist."

He didn't kill her, not because he was kind, but because there was a better punishment than killing her... Where he was going to send her, she would never want to leave again in this life.

He was about to leave, but Tang Min suddenly realized, screamed, and rushed to grab him, shouting: "I don't want it! I'm not sick!"

Before she could get close to Gu Wangchuan, she was stopped by the bodyguards and held her up.

Gu Wangchuan walked out without looking back.

Behind him, Tang Min screamed louder and louder.

Yan Xiaojun's funeral was very simple, and he was the only one present.

Looking at her tombstone, the woman in the photo smiled brightly and movingly.Next to her photo is their lovely son who is not yet one year old.Mother and son, together, will never be alone again.

Put her favorite flowers in front of her eyes, and put a car toy beside her.

"You are not the only one who made mistakes, but you are required to bear all the mistakes...it's not fair." He knelt down, caressing the brand-new tombstone, and said, "I don't blame you for a long time. Now, if you want to blame it, it’s also my own fault.”

That afternoon, he accompanied their mother and son and talked a lot.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't said so many words for a long time.

It's been too long alone.

He didn't leave the cemetery until the sun went down.

Jiaxi was driving the car, and glanced at the people behind him through the perspective mirror, "Master, do you want to go back to the company?"

Gu Wangchuan leaned on the car seat, closed his eyes tiredly, and blurted out naturally: "Go home."

Jiaxi understood and drove the car back to Gu's house.

Ever since Gu Changtian passed away, Gu's residence was extremely deserted, only Aunt Hua and a servant were here.

Seeing Gu Wangchuan, Aunt Hua was stunned for a moment, "Young Master..."

"Aunt Hua, I'm hungry, do you have something to eat?" He asked, but he was domineering, like a young man who has lost his way, somewhat helpless.