The national actor has a crush on me

Chapter 209 I want to live!

Yu Qianfan looked at her helplessly.

He thought he would see a smiling Li Jin, because according to his prediction, she would be in a good mood after reconciling with Mr. Pei today.

But after he waited downstairs for half an hour, a little girl came with a food box from another woman.

Yu Qianfan didn't even want to talk to her.

"To eat at your house or at my house?"

Yu Qianfan asked with a sullen face.

Li Jin felt relieved, isn't she angry?

"Go to your house to eat!" Li Jin really likes the black and white and gray design of Yu Qianfan's house. Her uncle has turned her house into a girly look, which doesn't look generous at all.

And Yu Qianfan has a cleanliness habit, so the house is very clean.

Unlike her home, it looks like a doghouse when viewed horizontally and vertically.

Li Jin opened the food box, and there were really...eight dishes!

"This is a full banquet for me." Li Jin sighed.

Yu Qianfan didn't care about these dishes, he looked into Li Jin's box.

"What are these paintings?" Yu Qianfan always felt that the style of this painting looked familiar.

"This is my mother's painting." Li Jin said casually while setting up the bowls and chopsticks: "I lost it before, but now I finally found it."

Yu Qianfan paused as he stroked the frame with his fingers.

"Come and eat!"

Li Jin had already digested the contents of her stomach, and she actually saw a whole roast chicken.

"You want to lose weight, right? I'll give you the chicken neck? I'll eat chicken wings and drumsticks." Li Jin tentatively discussed with Yu Qianfan.

Yu Qianfan: "...." You might as well eat it all yourself.

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

Li Jin immediately grabbed a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yu Qianfan walked across from her and watched her cheeks bulge.

Yu Qianfan ate a chopstick of green vegetables, fried... better than his cooking!

Yu Qianfan suddenly lost his appetite, he put down his chopsticks, and asked Li Jin unhappy: "When did you and Cheng Yi from the Cheng family become so close?"

Li Jin raised her eyebrows, she couldn't say that they had a fate in a previous life.

"That's how we got to know each other so naturally, I see her right now!"

Li Jin said vaguely.

Yu Qianfan was originally drinking water, but when he heard this, he suddenly put the water glass on the table with a bang, and Li Jin was so frightened that he almost crushed the bones of the chicken.

"You can't use the word right." Yu Qianfan stretched out his hand and pulled the plate of chicken over.

"You are not allowed to eat this."

Li Jin was stunned.

"No! It was given to me by someone else. Take it away if you say so?" Li Jin didn't understand Yu Qianfan's operation this time, "It's kind of unreasonable for you to do this."

Yu Qianfan had a half-smile, "Did you reason with me when you came over for lunch at noon every day of rest?"

Li Jin: "..." Looking back on old accounts!
Yu Qianfan broke the chicken head with a chopstick, "You brought Su Bao to me and asked me to change his wet pants, and you slept like a piglet, did you reason with me?"

Li Jin: "..."

Yu Qianfan put down his chopsticks calmly.

"You eat and drink at my house and never clean up the garbage left behind. Are you and I reasoning?"

Li Jin: "...I'm sorry Dad, I was wrong, this chicken is for you!"

Yu Qianfan raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and stopped talking.

He only picked some vegetarian dishes to eat, which were as elegant as Li Jin's, and the same as the noble sons who came out of ancient times.

The hands holding the silver chopsticks are slender and beautiful like works of art.

Li Jin said while complaining in her heart.

The supper was eaten quickly, Li Jin shamelessly pretended to have forgotten the food box, and left the bowls and chopsticks with Yu Qianfan.

Tomorrow, as long as she pretends to stop at the door.

Her dear neighbor is sure to send out clean dishes!

Li Jin picked up the big box with picture frames. In addition to her mother's paintings, there were also paintings that Su Haoqing taught her and Su Bao gave her before leaving.

It painted her, Su Bao and Yu Qianfan.

Li Jin was going to go back to her home to watch again.

Yu Qianfan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly at the table full of dishes.

……

In the hospital, Cheng Yi stared blankly at the doctor in front of him.

"Doctor... what did you say?"

Cheng Yi began to tremble all over.

What is...maybe...possibly lung cancer?

"It is recommended to do a detailed examination." The doctor saw the expression of a terminally ill person, and she said in the most professional manner: "Only after the test will you know whether it is early, middle, or late."

"Come with your family next time." The doctor looked at the little girl's case.

Muscle atrophy, lung cancer….

She sighed deeply in her heart.

"You said I...lung cancer?" Cheng Yi couldn't help covering her mouth!
Why can't the damn world be gentle with her?
It was as if her nerves were suddenly crushed, and she suddenly felt nauseous!
Cheng Yi didn't even know how she pushed the wheelchair out. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital was the smell she hated the most.

All kinds of people walked around, some laughed, some cried, some lost their souls.

Cheng Yi took out her mobile phone, but for a moment she didn't know who to call.

She stopped in the middle of the corridor, and the patients walked around her, and no one gave her a second look.

Everyone who appeared in the hospital was overwhelmed.

……

Li Jin put all the paintings on the ground, and she looked at them one by one, her smile became more and more gentle.

She picked up the last painting left by her mother before her death.

It was a flower field in full bloom, and in the flower field stood a child wearing a hat.

That child was her as a child.

This is the last picture my mother drew for her.

Warm tones, that's a large field of lush tulips.

Mom hasn't named this painting yet, no, it should be said that the last few paintings she painted during her lifetime did not have a name.

"This was drawn by Su Bao, right?" Li Jin picked up Su Bao's words.

However, the corners seemed to be stained with some kind of oil, and the painting was scratched out from his palm and fell to the ground.

The picture frame shattered, Li Jin frowned, and she picked out the childlike painting inside.

A few crooked lines were seen on the back.

Also drew two little hearts.

Li Jin smiled, remembering that when he was painting in the past, he also liked to leave a sentence or two on the back of the painting, perhaps it was his impression of this painting.

The moment this thought flashed, the smile on Li Jin's face froze suddenly.

The next moment, she rushed towards the words left by her mother on the ground.

She was the first to take apart the painting and left the painting last. Her fingers kept trembling the moment she pulled out the paper.

She hoped that there would be words behind, but she was afraid that there would be words behind!
What if her mother really left behind...will it be a clue for her to find out the cause of her mother's death?
Li Jin opened the drawing paper with trembling hands.

The drawing paper was turned upside down, and Li Jin felt as if all her strength had been taken off her body. Her legs became weak and she sat on the ground.

The next moment, she covered her mouth, her crying was choked in her mouth, and tears fell down one after another.

"What should I do!" Li Jin's vision was all blurred, "What should I do, Mom..."

The back of the drawing paper is densely written with words.

I want to die!
I want to die!
I want to die I want to die I want to die!
I want to die!

Li Jin tremblingly pointed at each word and read it, even if it was just one sentence!
Even if it's just one sentence!
Li Jin wanted to find what she wanted to see.

But no!

On the back of such a warm painting, the scars my mother suffered back then are engraved.

Li Jin couldn't help trembling all over.

The wind whimpered outside the window, like crying.

The phone rang at this moment, and Li Jin's lips turned pale.

Cheng Yi sent a voice, her voice was crying.

It seemed to come from far away.

"Li Jin...I...I don't want to die."

"I want to live! I just want to live!"

The phone fell from her palm and hit the ground.

Even if it's just one sentence... She just wanted to see such a sentence in her mother's message.

It's not that I want to die, go die.

But... I want to live.

help me.

(End of this chapter)