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His eyes suddenly stared. In an instant, the blood all over his body seemed to freeze. The blood color on Ji Qianyu's face also faded cleanly:

Feng... Feng Yiting?

At this time, he turned slowly, his face was exquisite and impeccably cold, and his face was also a little clear. Under the soft light and shadow, the face, lazy posture and noble breath of the divine residence often familiar to people's hearts and souls, but more strongly, it was the chilling cold that came out of his bones.

The sight is fluttering in confusion. The top suites and high-end equipment are even filled with a clear smell of disinfectant unique to the hospital. However, Ji Qianyu is clearly aware of the fact that this is a top-level intensive care unit, but there is no smell and trace of patients' admission.

It's so clean and tidy. In addition, the man standing in front of him thinks that no one stopped him when he entered. All this only shows one point:

This room is for her!

She shrunk her shoulders, Ji Qianyu's mouth was wide open, and her lips were blue. She unconsciously took a step back. She stumbled and turned around, and ran to the door. She knocked all her suitcases over on the ground in a hurry. She staggered and got up. For the first time, she rushed directly to the door like a cub driven out by a wolf, pulled the handle, and the door clanged, But even if the thread doesn't move, it can't be pulled open:

"What's going on?"

Why can't this door open?

Just flustered, the familiar and unfamiliar cold sycophant voice behind came: "where else do you want to escape?"

Suddenly turned around, he saw that the dark shadow had walked out of the screen. At this time, he was standing in front of her a few steps away, with an elegant posture. He was still not in a hurry. He held his breath, Ji Qianyu's eyes were full, and a heart was also mentioned to his throat.

Although she had made all the psychological preparations and even spent nearly half a year digesting all this, suddenly facing him, Ji Qianyu found that whether it was a back, a look or a light breath, she would turn into a thousand sharp blades and stab them in her heart. Just looking at him, she felt pain, and her whole body hurt as if she was about to die.

No, barely fooling, she can muddle along.

When Ji Qianyu saw him, he found that he was the thorn growing on the tip of his heart. He couldn't pull it out at all. He had to pull it out unless he gouged out the whole heart.

Coincidentally, Feng Yiting's heart and lungs are no less torn than her. However, in addition to pain, Feng Yiting also has another feeling - hate, strong hate, especially after seeing someone's actions that are not only fat, but also eager to escape, his heart's hatred is like the flood of river tide, which can't be controlled at all.

How comfortable is she that she can gain weight obviously in half a year?

But for hundreds of days and nights, he missed her and couldn't sleep at night.

This heartless, damn woman!

In her hatred, Feng Yiting naturally won't distinguish the difference between fat and puffiness, and won't consider the reason why she looks ugly. Ji Qianyu is fat, but she is obviously unhealthy puffiness. In the past six months, she has been doing charity in poor areas. She doesn't eat well and sleep well, but in fact, not all the poor are skinny, and all the rich are oily, She can't eat well, sleep well, and even often doesn't have vegetables. She can only eat steamed bread, eat pickles or taste steamed bread dipped in sugar. She really grows horizontally.

But if you look closely, you will find that this kind of fat is not rosy and fat, but a haggard and depressed edema, with an unhealthy pallor from the inside to the outside.

In the past six months, both of them had a hard time, but their state was quite different. At this time, compared with himself who had lost a circle, Ji Qianyu's state was like sprinkling salt on Feng Yiting's wound - let him deeply experience once again how she didn't care about him!

The sinister eyes fixed on her, like a proud cat playing with the little mouse under its palm. Step by step, Feng Yiting walked over, and his low voice was like a wind - the wind of hell blowing from the underworld:

"Where do you think you can escape? Yuer, I've been waiting for you for a long time! "

She stopped, looked at her, raised her hand and gently pulled down the slightly wrinkled cuffs. Feng Yiting's hand gently stroked the wedding ring on her hand. The gentle action seemed to touch her favorite baby, but it was also like playing with the things in her hand. Each time, she stirred Ji Qianyu's nerves. Unconsciously, she swallowed her saliva:

"One... One thunder?"

"You called Yiting, too?"

Ji Qianyu choked with fear. Instinctively, he looked up at him and responded to her with a gloomy and extreme light, with a biting evil and cruel, bottomless eyes, just like the first sight.

The heart ran up and down with anxiety. No matter how dull, Ji Qianyu also understood his emotion: he hated her!

Yeah!

After she left such a letter and almost left him in a deceptive way, if he had no mood, he would not be like him! In fact, she would have done that. She also hoped that he could completely break the relationship between them because he hated her, because only in this way, it might be better for him and their family!

He doesn't know anything, so he doesn't have to experience the same entanglement, depression and pain as her. As long as he hates, he can let go and find his own happiness.

This is Ji Qianyu's original intention. Thinking of such a disgraceful thing and such a mistake that can't be turned back, let her bear it silently, blame herself and regret. It's also good to be happy without interference, but I didn't expect that the two will see each other so soon, and it's clear that he intends to stop her!

After all, after such a long time, if she can't see his mind clearly, she really loves this scene in vain:

He hated her so much that he left everything to block her in person. I'm afraid her efforts will be in vain. I'm afraid he won't follow her heart after preparing for so long.

She frowned. Ji Qianyu was really sad. Her head turned into paste in an instant. Suddenly she didn't know what to do. As she expected, everything couldn't be controlled by her. The next second, her thick finger belly scraped against her cheek, and her tight strength was like crushing her life:

"My name is still on my ID card. Where can you escape? Ji Qianyu, dead, you are still my ghost! "

With a sudden shake of hands, Feng Yiting's powerful strength instantly threw her on the ground.