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Chapter 94 The ring on the ring finger (2)
He hugged her: "Xiachu, Xiachu...you should answer me."

Calling her, pushing her, she didn't respond, lost her soul, and fell into a state of despair.He was just holding a plain white ring in his hand, looking at it endlessly day and night.

"Chu Xia." Without a response, he reached out and snatched the ring from her hand.

She just froze for a moment, and then rushed forward like crazy, her voice was hoarse after she hadn't spoken for a long time, but she shouted: "Give it to me, give it back to me."

Like a mad beast, she hit him and bit him, keeping her eyes on the ring.

He sneered, and let go helplessly. She held the ring in her palm as if she had found a treasure, and kept muttering: "This is Xia Chu's necklace. When she grows up, I will put it on her ring finger."

He hugged the distraught girl heavily in his arms, and shouted at her trembling: "Listen up, Chu Xia, the ring on your ring finger can only be worn by me."

She didn't understand what he said, but she shook her head reflexively, and then murmured: "No, I'm Qiancheng, the favorite Qiancheng in Xiachu."

At that time, she was insane, crazy, and didn't remember who she was, the only thing she remembered was Xia Chu, Qiancheng, and the ring.

That year, Jiang Xiachu was 17 years old, suffered from hysteria for a year, lost his memory, and became Ji Qiancheng.

Stretching out his hand, Zuo Cheng rubbed the center of his brows, put those memories behind him, walked to the window sill, and buried the ring in his hand into the soil in the flowerpot.

"Only I can put a ring on you." He muttered to himself, got up, and put the flower pot on the guardrail of the roof, and the thorn sunflower in the flower pot was gently swaying against the wind.

It rained at night, and the early morning was drowsy, and the rain was about to fall. This summer, there are especially many rainy days.When she woke up, it was already nine o'clock, but the sky was still too dark to see the light.

I don't know if it was intentional or not, usually at this time, Zuo Cheng is always away, today is an exception, Zuo Cheng is waiting in the living room, Jiang Xiachu will not think it is accidental.

Walking over: "Waiting for me." Without stopping, he walked around Zuocheng, leaving only one sentence, "But I want to go out."

"Early summer."

Zuo Cheng grabbed her wrist and stood beside her, feeling a little chilly, he just called her name without saying anything.

Stretching out his hand, brushing Zuo Cheng's fingertips away, his lips were a bit cold: "If you are worried, you can have someone follow you."

"Today is the weekend." Zuo Cheng replied in this way, and the cool air hit the empty palms, slowly hanging down.

Jiang Xiachu said coldly: There is really nothing he doesn't know.

"So?" Then he looked into Zuo Cheng's eyes and asked back.

"I'll accompany you." There seemed to be a little caution hidden in the tone that could not be refused.

Jiang Xiachu refused without hesitation: "No need."

With a slightly cold tone, he insisted: "I don't worry."

"It's up to you." After throwing two words, Jiang Xiachu turned around first, with a cold look on his lips.

Along the way, Jiang Xiachu was familiar with the way, walking in front, and behind, Zuo Cheng looked at her back in a daze.

On the 38th floor of BBMG World Trade Center, there is a dedicated psychotherapy room. The aisle is especially quiet. There are no passers-by. They keep a close distance, one in front of the other.

Jiang Xiachu suddenly slowed down, looked ahead, and asked Zuo Cheng behind him: "Zuo Cheng, do you know what the disease is?" Five years of psychotherapy is not a pathology, and a psychological disease is even more terrifying.

Zuo Cheng was taken aback by the sudden inquiry, and replied: "Don't think too much about it."

She walked unhurriedly, her face with her back turned to Zuo Cheng was covered with gloom: "I wasn't sure at first, but I couldn't explain your arrangement. For example, now, for example, those medicines in the drawer that you tampered with." .” She’s not a fool, she’s just too lazy to speculate.

"You know." Zuo Cheng couldn't deny it, there were always so many surprises for this woman.

Pausing in her tracks, she turned around and looked at Zuo Cheng: "The medicine on the bottom of my bedside table has been changed since the first day I moved into Zuo's house. You probably don't know that I have been taking medicine for five years, and my sense of taste has long been extraordinary. Yes. Also, you acquiesced to Dr. Qin's treatment, there is absolutely a reason, so, I guessed right, didn't I?"

What kind of disease would make Zuo Cheng helpless until now, and Jiang Xiachu was too lazy to speculate on things, but he has begun to wonder.

Zuo Cheng pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment.

"You always have to remember, I just want you to be well." He walked up to her, bent down, his eyes were at level, the reflection of her in his eyes was extraordinarily soft, even though her side face was as cold as dark.

Jiang Xiachu looked away, in Zuocheng's eyes, she turned around as if she had done it countless times, with her back to Zuocheng, her tone was casual and indifferent: "I threw away those medicines."

Zuo Cheng never gives for nothing, if he gives, don't take it for granted, Zuo Cheng, who adheres to equal value exchange, will never suffer, so she will not be so stupid as to take risks to accept things from Zuo Cheng.

Another point, never try to lie to Zuo Cheng, because what he wants to know, there are thousands of ways, without showing any trace, without making a show, all of them are held in his palm.

Therefore, he was not surprised by Jiang Xiachu's answer: "I know. Don't use yourself to disobey me, and don't throw away the medicine. I have many ways to make you take it."

It's not a threat, it's just a statement, and it's not just talking nonsense. Zuo Cheng has such an ability, and there are definitely various ways to do what he wants, both imaginable and unexpected.

This is Zuocheng, such a Zuocheng is terrifying, and people have nowhere to look for it.Only Jiang Xiachu, who would be indifferent and expressionless, replied: "Okay. Anyway, it won't get better, and it's been five years. I'm just curious, is this disease related to you? It seems that something has changed since you appeared. , can I imagine that you are the source of the disease." Looking back, he looked into Zuo Cheng's eyes, that kind of staring stare, very much like Zuo Cheng.

Qi Yichen said that Jiang Xiachu doesn't like to speculate, if it's true, she is definitely a master of all kinds.That's a precise statement.

This woman is so smart that Zuo Cheng has nothing to do.

How should I answer?yes?no?Neither is good, speechless.Silently, he strode up to her, stretched out his hand, and held her shoulder. He only said, "You will be fine."

An ambiguous answer, unexpectedly, Zuo Cheng would also run away.

The source of the disease is really him, then she must be hopeless, Jiang Xiachu is so sure, he dare not feel lucky about Zuo Cheng.

Now it's alright, Zuo Cheng is a lunatic, she is sick, the distance seems to be closer, I really don't like it!A flash of disgust flashed in Jiang Xiachu's eyes, and he raised his hand and brushed Zuo Cheng's away: "There are four things in the world that you can't control. Birth, old age, sickness and death. So those 'you will be fine', 'I won't let you Don't say anything like 'something'."

(End of this chapter)