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Chapter 867 Long time no see, old friend has changed

Shang Shaocheng is free recently, so he has been pushing Cen Qinghe to go out to play. Cen Qinghe has just taken care of the sales department and is thinking about where to go. She will not really throw dice at the world map. As soon as she was thrown in Africa, wouldn't she go to make a fuss.

Seeing that she hadn't made a decision for several days, Shang Shaocheng couldn't help saying, "Let's go to the Middle East."

Cen Qinghe said: "What fun is there in the Middle East? Do you want to take me to dig for oil?"

Shang Shaocheng rolled her eyes and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to see lions and tigers, there are plenty of them over there."

Cen Qinghe suddenly remembered, his eyes lit up, "That's right, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, so which city shall we go to?"

"Dubai," he said.

Cen Qinghe had never been there before, and nodded happily in agreement, and did not forget to complain about Shang Shaocheng when he was done, "Just tell me if you want to go to Dubai, and let me think about it for so long, how do I know what you are thinking?"

What does it mean for the villain to file a complaint first?Shang Shaocheng wished he could turn into a black fur monster and slap her to death.

She lingered on something that hadn't been settled for a week, but Shang Shaocheng made it within three minutes. He called Yu Chunan and asked her to book a plane ticket and a hotel.

Cen Qinghe found the suitcase and went to the cloakroom to collect the clothes. During this period, her mobile phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. It seemed that it was not from China.

Some surprises, but she still answered, "Hello?"

The phone was very quiet, and it took a few seconds before a male voice came, "Hello."

With only one word, Cen Qinghe couldn't tell his identity, so he couldn't help asking: "You are?"

"Qinghe, it's me."

As soon as this remark came out, Cen Qinghe was not too surprised. She stared, almost in disbelief.

Cheng Jiahe?
She held the phone without saying a word, and the man on the phone said: "I haven't contacted you for a long time, how are you doing recently?"

His voice was still the same, but it was a little hoarse and deep. After Cen Qinghe was stunned, he replied aloud: "I don't think we need to contact again in the future." Her voice was cold, but she couldn't be direct Hang up the phone, because her feelings for Cheng Jiahe are a bit indescribable, not angry and angry, but unreasonable after being too unexpected.

Cheng Jiahe was not surprised, he was silent for a moment, and said calmly, "Qinghe, I'm sorry."

Cen Qinghe said: "It's been so long, I don't need your apology. From now on, everyone will go their own way, and don't call me again."

This time she really wanted to hang up the phone, but Cheng Jiahe suddenly said, "I have done so much, but I still haven't been able to change my fate."

Cen Qinghe's hand that was about to press the red button paused for a moment, and then he heard his hoarse voice, "I have esophageal cancer."

Cen Qinghe's pupils shrank immediately, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak. It happened that Shang Shaocheng walked in from the outside. Seeing her holding the phone in a daze, he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Cen Qinghe looked at Shangshang Shaocheng, but still felt that his mind was blank.

"Qinghe, can I see you?"

When Cheng Jiahe's voice came out, Shang Shaocheng immediately frowned and walked to her side. He took her mobile phone and said coldly, "Are you looking for death?"

Cheng Jiahe was not surprised or anxious when he ran into Shang Shaocheng, but calmly replied, "You don't need to do anything."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Why, terminally ill?"

Cheng Jiahe was not irritated, he was still as gentle as ever, he let out a 'hmm', and said, "Are you happy?"

Shang Shaocheng still said with a cold face: "It doesn't matter to us whether you die or not? If you want to die, die far away, and still have the strength to make a phone call. It seems that you are not dying."

Cheng Jiahe chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely meet Qing He before I die."

Shang Shaocheng was offended, "Then you want to die early."

The two quarreled on the phone. Cen Qinghe was stunned for a while, took the initiative to take the phone back, and asked, "Where are you?"

Cheng Jiahe's voice became gentle again, and he replied, "Singapore."

Cen Qinghe said: "Cheng Jiahe, do you have any conspiracy?"

Cheng Jiahe said: "Qinghe, when a person is about to die, his words are kind. I'm just afraid of missing the chance to meet you for the last time. I have something to say to you face to face."

His voice really became hoarse as he heard it. Cen Qinghe hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "You send the exact location to my mobile phone, and I will go there as soon as possible."

"I'm waiting for you."

After Cen Qinghe hung up the phone, Shang Shaocheng beside him frowned and said, "Are you going to find him?"

Cen Qinghe replied with a panicked expression: "He said he had esophageal cancer and is now in Singapore."

Shang Shaocheng frowned even more when he heard the words, and said after a few seconds: "Do you still believe what he said?"

Cen Qinghe replied: "I just don't believe it, so I went to see it with my own eyes." After speaking, she asked him again, "Are you busy tomorrow?"

Shang Shaocheng didn't answer but instead asked: "Can I ask you to go by yourself if I have something to do?"

He didn't dare either, who knew Cheng Jiahe would do something stupid when he appeared suddenly after disappearing for so long.

Cen Qinghe's cell phone rang, and it was a text message with Cheng Jiahe's specific address in Singapore. It was indeed a private hospital.

Shang Shaocheng first called Yu Chunan and asked her to change the flight ticket to Singapore temporarily, and then called Ding Siming and asked him to check Cheng Jiahe's situation in Singapore.

After finishing everything, the two of them sat on the sofa in the living room, both preoccupied.

Cen Qinghe muttered to himself, "No wonder there has been no news of him in China for so long, so he is really not in China."

Seeing her like this, Shang Shaocheng couldn't help but say, "Don't think about it, go and have a look tomorrow and you'll find out."

Cen Qinghe suddenly asked with panic in his eyes: "What if he really has cancer?"

Shang Shaocheng frowned slightly, "What should I do? He has done too many immoral things, retribution, and you still want to scold God for being unfair?"

Cen Qinghe frowned and said, "If he really has cancer, does that prove that Master Pu Shan's divination for him was accurate?"

Shang Shaocheng was at a loss for words for a while, and he said slowly: "What does it have to do with that old magic stick? Don't think about it, don't you believe in karma the most? Personal blessings and misfortunes are accumulated by one's own. Prison disaster, she ran away long ago, how can she sit there and wait for us to raid her house?"

Cen Qinghe felt that Shang Shaocheng was right, but...

Shang Shaocheng didn't give her a chance to frighten herself, and interrupted directly: "Don't get confused whenever there is a disturbance, I just praised you for being a bit airy recently, or that sentence, no matter what the old magic stick said, it doesn't matter if it's true or not. Anyway, I don’t believe it. Just talking about this matter, if others say that we are not allowed to be together, we will not be together? Why are your ears so soft? "

Cen Qinghe's eyes turned red instantly, and he couldn't tell whether it was anxiety or grievance, and she shed tears while talking, "But I'm afraid you have something to do."

As soon as the golden lump fell off, Shang Shaocheng immediately raised his hand to wipe it off for her, and said distressedly: "If you have something to say, why are you crying?"

Cen Qinghe choked up and said, "What if there is a bloody disaster?"

She cried to Shang Shaocheng, he frowned lightly, and replied in a deep voice: "Okay, don't cry, I will help you find a dozen old magic sticks when I come back, and let them sit here and give us one by one." If the calculation is good, it goes without saying, if the calculation is not good, let’s pay for the disaster, what’s the big deal?”

Cen Qinghe's mind was full of a picture, a dozen old men and old ladies sat in a row, fortune-telling for her and Shang Shaocheng one by one, she couldn't hold back any of them, bursting into laughter.

Seeing this, Shang Shaocheng sighed and said, "I call you Zuzu, and you will come out as soon as you think about it."

Cen Qinghe took out a tissue and blew his nose, and replied with a smile: "You said to find someone to re-fortune, and I stopped a long time ago."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Those old men and old ladies spit at the stars when they speak, why do you believe them? I'm afraid that they will finish you today, and they may not recognize you tomorrow if you change your clothes and put on makeup."

Cen Qinghe was poked at the point of laughter one after another, laughing so hard that he was not so scared anymore.

As long as Shang Shaocheng is around, he can always make her sad for no more than 3 minutes.

The next day, the two took a plane from Night City to Singapore at [-] p.m., and it was already ten o'clock at night when they arrived there. Cen Qinghe didn't want to go to the hotel, so he took a taxi directly to the hospital.

Cheng Jiahe didn't send out the specific room number. When he arrived at the hospital gate, Cen Qinghe called him. The phone was still in the process of being connected, but Shang Shaocheng took it away.

He put the phone to his ear, and it rang a few times and was connected. It was Cheng Jiahe's voice, "Qinghe?"

Shang Shaocheng's expression was cold, and his voice was even worse, "The room number."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiahe asked, "Are you here?"

Shang Shaocheng was silent, Cheng Jiahe immediately said the room number, Shang Shaocheng hung up without saying anything, and did not return the phone to Cen Qinghe.

Cen Qinghe took the initiative to hold his hand, looked up at him and said, "Why are you so stingy?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Go in and take a look to see if he is really going to die. If he is pretending, don't stop me."

Cen Qinghe said: "Don't worry, if he still dares to lie, you can watch the door for me, and you don't need to take action."

Walking all the way in, the atmosphere was quite relaxed. Cheng Jiahe could only let the door pass, so the two of them could pass without hindrance.

Finally, when he reached the door of the ward, Cen Qinghe started to feel a little nervous. He hadn't seen Cheng Jiahe for a long time, and he never thought that the goodbye would be on such an occasion.

Shang Shaocheng didn't care at all, he pushed the door and walked in, the ward was a big suite, the two of them walked through the corridor and the living room, only to see a closed door in the innermost room.

Shang Shaocheng held Cen Qinghe's hand, making her feel that no matter what she saw when she opened the door, she would not be afraid.

The door was pushed open, and the first thing that came into view was a hospital bed. At this time, there was a person lying on the bed. He was wearing a light blue hospital gown, and his face was very strange.

In an instant, Cen Qinghe was about to lose his temper, secretly thinking that Cheng Jiahe lied to her again, until the strange face pointed at her, and shouted in a familiar voice: "You are here."

It was Cheng Jiahe's voice.

Cen Qinghe was extremely surprised, and couldn't help but look at the thin face that was almost unrecognizable again. If it wasn't for Shang Shaocheng who was beside him, he would also be a little surprised. Cen Qinghe almost thought that this strange face was just related to Cheng Jiahe. Two points of resemblance, he just has a very similar voice to Cheng Jiahe.

But Shang Shaocheng's reaction told her that this man, the ridiculously thin man in front of him, was Cheng Jiahe.

(End of this chapter)