Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 178
"Bastard, did you time travel from a history book? You're so feudal, get out!"

Jin Ziqi's eyelids moved, and the man who was still poking his nose and screaming stopped.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a large area of ​​white. Then she turned her head and saw Song Qiyan in pajamas and another old man in a white coat.

Almost seeing her open her eyelids, Song Qiyan sat on the edge of the bed, hugged her tightly, with a guardian attitude, and then gently took a pillow to cushion her back and let her sit up.

"Cough, I'll go out. Miss Jin has a good rest. As for the headache, I'll ask the nurse to bring over the medicine." After speaking, Song Qiyan glared at him and hurried away.

Jin Ziqi's face was still pale and bloodless, she found that Song Qiyan's spirit was not good, his eyes were bloodshot, maybe because he didn't sleep well all night taking care of her.

The fragments that I thought of last night have completely disappeared in my mind, and I can't remember them clearly anymore, just like a dream.

Undoubtedly, when she was helplessly floating in the vast ocean, she only had Song Qiyan as a driftwood.

No matter what happened in the past, she is now Jin Ziqi, Song Qiyan's wife.

The raised hand was held by him, Song Qiyan circled her soft body, and put his forehead against hers, as if he was taking this to measure her temperature, those deep black eyes stared straight at her: "Xiao Qi, Do you remember?"

Jin Ziqi closed her eyes, still feeling tired. She leaned on his shoulder and spoke with difficulty: "It's just some vague fragments, but I can't remember them after waking up."

"If it's going to be this painful to remember those memories, I'd rather have nothing at all."

She buried her face in front of his chest and murmured softly, "You are right, the present and the future are the most important things."

Song Qiyan didn't ask any further questions, but just stroked her back comfortingly, "Then don't think about it anymore."

The worry on his face has long been replaced by calmness, and it seems that he has become the man with a calm mind.

He loses his temper like this, but it always makes her see clearly.

Is she not smart enough, or is Song Qiyan too good at hiding his emotions?
In the past, if he hadn't been willing, wouldn't she have been able to see Song Qiyan in that child's heart?
Thinking about it, it should be the same. A person of his status can always handle expressions and attitudes very well.

Jin Ziqi's heart has not yet successfully crawled out of those chaotic memories.

Song Qiyan helped her to lie down again, and covered her with the quilt, "I've asked for leave for you, now go to sleep well, if you're at home, don't worry, I'll tell mom that you have a cold."

Jin Ziqi blinked his eyes heavily, seeing him standing up, he seemed to be about to turn around and leave.

Subconsciously, she stretched out her hand to hold him, with a hint of pleading.

It seemed that she was used to his company, and now she dared not face those terrible memories alone.

Song Qiyan was stunned for a moment, then lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed with a natural expression.

On the narrow hospital bed, the tall man huddled into a ball, put one arm around her waist, and kept the other hand still held by her, whispering softly, "Sleep, I'm here."

Even though there are various emotions in my heart, but lying in his arms, the emotions that were originally suspended will slowly fall back.

It was already sunny and clear outside, and the warm sunshine poured down on the side of the hospital bed, making it feel warm and peaceful.

Jin Ziqi hugged her back and leaned against him, unable to say a word.

She never realized that her dependence on him had reached an irreparable point.

Lun's words began to echo in his ears again, the boy in his memory who was holding her hand...

Jin Ziqi raised his eyes and looked into Song Qiyan's black eyes, wanting to explore the emotions inside.

No matter what her past was like, at least leaning in his arms at this moment, she believed in her inner drive——

This may not be the best outcome, but it won't be the worst development either.

"Go to sleep." Song Qiyan tucked the quilt around her shoulders, and said in a bewitching voice.

His palms were dry and warm, in his arms, smelling the faint scent of tobacco on his body, Jin Ziqi put aside his chaotic thoughts, closed his eyes, and gradually fell asleep with a little tiredness.

After staying in the hospital until evening, Song Qiyan made sure that she was in good health before going through the discharge procedures.

Jin Ziqi was also in pajamas, so it was a little awkward standing in the corridor.

There is also a pair of slippers that Song Qiyan got on his feet, the size is a bit too big.

Her long hair was disheveled over her shoulders, resembling a lost girl who had been discarded by her parents.

Then, her parents appeared in her sight holding a stack of payment slips.

Song Qiyan was also wearing black pajamas and slippers, walking over amidst many strange eyes.

He didn't seem to mind other people's strange eyes at all, he just focused on where she was standing.

"Let's go home together now." The voice became extraordinarily gentle.

Before Jin Ziqi came back to his senses, he had already picked her up by the waist and pulled her into his arms.

Tall and thin Jin Ziqi, in his princess's arms, seems to have become extraordinarily small.

Jin Ziqi wrapped his hands around his neck subconsciously, but his eyes were slightly puzzled and embarrassed.

In front of so many people...

"You can't be too tired when you're sick, I'll carry you down." It should be a gentleman's demeanor.

Jin Ziqi raised his chin to look at him——

Song Qiyan seemed to be very happy, and he didn't hide it. He was so happy that he seemed to be turning into a wisp of green smoke and drifting away.

Standing in the crowd waiting for the elevator, he smiled a little funny, but fortunately his teeth were white enough.

Jin Ziqi didn't know whether he should struggle or not.

But with such warmth in her arms, she also felt at ease and comfortable.

Want to rely on him, at least at this moment, can't help thinking.

So in the end, she leaned close to his chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and closed her eyes.

After returning to Jin's house, before entering the villa, I heard a woman's joyful and exaggerated laughter coming from inside.

Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan glanced at each other, it seems that there is no such a bold and unrestrained No. [-] person in the family, right?

With this curiosity, as soon as the two of them entered the house, Aunt Hong greeted them, and said with a beaming face: "Miss and uncle, you are back, we have guests at home today."

Jin Ziqi looked in the direction pointed by Aunt Hong——

Then I saw a middle-aged woman who was somewhat similar to Su Ningxue also happened to look over.

She was wearing Chanel's latest late autumn mohair wool gold thread jacquard suit, and an exquisitely carved necklace around her neck. Her long brown hair was pulled up high, like a noble lady.

(End of this chapter)