Mr.Qin is too deep into the love: my wife, I lose!

He also red eyes.

I wonder how Qiao Wenyang is now?

Xing Weidong also opened the beer can, poured the cold wine into his throat, squeezed the can hard and threw it on the ground. He licked the root of his tongue, "Gu Peilin, you owe Qiao Wenyang all your life. Whether it's for children or Qiao Wenyang, it's best to bury it in your heart and don't say it to anyone! You've ruined her once, don't ruin her again!"

“……”

Wei Rong hates Qiao Wenyang. Who knows what she will do to Qiao Wenyang to hate?

"You are engaged to Zhen Jinwei. Whether you like her or not, you should be responsible for this engagement and protect Qiao Wenyang. Let her go."

Gu Peilin's eyes were scarlet, his fist clenched, his wound cracked again, and the blood soaked the gauze a little.

What Xing Weidong said to himself, he knew what he meant.

Shake your head hard, "How can I give up and let me get engaged to someone I don't love? I can't do it. I love Qiao Wenyang, and I owe her. Xing Weidong, do you understand? When I know these things, I wish they stabbed me with a knife. I don't care so much! I'll protect Qiao Wenyang in the future. If she dares to do anything to Qiao Wenyang again, I won't give up, even her It's my mother! "

If she really cares about him, she won't hurt a girl in this way after he compromises

This method is too cruel!

"Xing Weidong, I'm wrong. I'm really wrong. She hates me and should. I should atone for the wrong things she did all my life!"

He shook his shoulders, laughed and shook his head.

For her, in addition to guilt, he still has love.

Xing Weidong didn't know what to say. The secret hidden by time was revealed in this way. In the sun, he suddenly felt that the future would not be too calm. After looking up and drinking the wine in his hand, Xing Weidong looked at Gu Peilin, who was silent all the time. He patted Gu Peilin on the shoulder, "Gu Peilin, listen to my advice. If you want to compensate her, you can use more ways. Don't bother her anymore. Let the past return to dust and earth. It's good for everyone."

Gu Peilin pushed him.

"Don't fucking persuade me, I know what to do." he opened the wine, red eyes and continued to drink. When Wei Rong called, Xing Weidong whispered to her that she didn't have to worry. He had found Gu Peilin.

Gu Peilin grabbed the phone in Xing Weidong's hand, was smoked by smoke and soaked by wine, and roared at Wei Rong, "don't call! You executioner! I hate you!"

He threw the phone on the tea table, looked up and continued to drink. He was angry at the bottom of his heart, so he wanted to vent. Xing Weidong took him to the bedroom. Gu Peilin lay obliquely on the bed and still called Qiao Wenyang's name.

He has to be on duty the next day at the hospital. Now it's not early to hand over the shift at dawn. He has to go back.

Just as Gu Peilin's phone rang, Xing Weidong pressed his hairline and saw the name on the phone screen.

Zhen Jinwei.

The phone rang endlessly. Xing Weidong still bent down to answer the phone. In the phone, Zhen Jinwei's voice was anxious.

"Gu Peilin..."

"I'm not Gu Peilin."

After hearing the familiar voice, Zhen Jinwei didn't think there was any accident, so she asked, "is Gu Peilin okay? How is he now?"

During this period of time, their relationship was very stiff, and Zhen Jinwei was afraid that Gu Peilin would know about it. Now she hurriedly called to inquire about the situation.

Xing Weidong sneered twice. He didn't believe Zhen Jinwei didn't participate in that matter. The soft and weak little sheep didn't mean he didn't have other thoughts. He hated the impression of Zhen Jinwei a little more.

"You can't die. Gu Peilin is fine now. You don't claim to like him and care about him. Your love and care is to bind his wings and let him play in your bondage? Interesting?" Xing Weidong thinks ghosts are not terrible. The most terrible thing is the people's heart.

Zhen Jinwei heard the sarcasm in Xing Weidong's words. Her voice line also shook, but pretended to be stable, "What are you talking about? Did I agree with Xing Weidong when he promised to get engaged? Moreover, isn't the marriage between families normal? After marriage, Gu Jianlin will try to be a good husband and I will try to be a good wife. Isn't it good to live like this all my life?"

"Good? What a fart!" Xing Weidong couldn't help but swear.

"You..."

"Would you be happy if your father married you to a man you don't like?" he griped his cell phone and gritted his teeth.

Suddenly he began to sympathize with Gu Peilin. Fortunately, his parents didn't force him to marry and marry people he didn't like. What about Gu Peilin? He has love in his heart, but he can't be together. He can only marry people he doesn't love.

When Xing Weidong was ready to leave, the doorbell of the apartment rang. When he opened the door, he saw Zhen Jinwei standing at the door. He was still thinking about who to take care of him. Now Zhen Jinwei has sent him to the door.

With a lot of things in her hand, Zhen Jinwei looks at the messy apartment and goes in sideways.

Xing Weidong looked at her coolly, "Zhen Jinwei, if Gu Peilin really doesn't like you, you might as well let go and let you two free. It's sad for a while now, but sooner or later you'll meet the person you like."

Gu Peilin will be sad, but he loves Qiao Wenyang and will come out sooner or later.

But marrying a person who doesn't love himself and keeping a hopeless marriage is a long pain.

Xing Weidong walked out sideways.

Zhen Jinwei looks at the messy apartment, goes to clean up all the broken things in the apartment, and then goes back to the room to take care of Gu Jianlin. At this time, he lies in bed with his eyes closed. Zhen Jinwei just saw the broken photo album when cleaning.

Inside is Qiao Wenyang, who was a student, with a horsetail and a pure smile.

At that time, she envied Qiao Wenyang so much that she could be with him. She even thought maliciously about why Qiao Wenyang didn't die and why Gu Peilin would like a hairy little girl.

Gu Peilin is lying in bed with her legs bent. Zhen Jinwei has been restraining herself from coming to him recently. She calculates the time every day, but she still can't control herself.

Wei Rong said that if she didn't fight again, Gu Peilin would really not belong to herself.

So she has to work harder and try again.

Gu Peilin frowned bitterly, got up and ran to the bathroom. He bent down and vomited out the things in his stomach. When he came out, he was much sober.

Holding the wall, he saw Zhen Jinwei standing at the door.

"Why are you here?"

Zhen Jinwei's throat was sour, "I'll take care of you. I'm your fiancee..."

"No, go." he turned and said calmly, "Zhen Jinwei, before I can control myself!"

***

Get out of the apartment.

Zhen Jinwei stood at the door with her back stiff.

She was very weak. She grabbed her long hair and leaned against the cold wall. What should she do

What should I do next?

Gu Peilin knew about it. Did they come to an end completely?

But she can't let go.

Love this invisible thing is so terrible. It obviously hurts people's muscles and bones, but it's still reluctant to let go.

She clung to her skirt and shook her head. She couldn't put it down. She couldn't do it. Even if there were people around who liked her, she couldn't put it down.

***

Qiao Wenyang was also seriously ill. After a night of rain, the cold came into his body.

She was cold and hot again and again. She couldn't see the wind even if she had a fever, so Qin Shijin asked her for leave to rest at home.

After he came back that day, Qiao Wenyang seemed to be a different person. He always sat in the room and was in a daze. Sometimes Ruirui came back to play with her. Qin Shijin could see that Qiao Wenyang's eyes even flickered cold and disgusted.

Then, in silence, he got up and left.

Ruirui almost cried in front of him.

"Dad, mom doesn't like me?"

Qin Shijin had to coax Ruirui patiently.

In the afternoon, sister-in-law Cheng and the driver went to pick up Ruirui. When she came back from school, carnations were distributed in the kindergarten.

Just got off, Qin Shijin's car just stopped at the gate of Qingcheng villa.

Ruirui happily took Qin Shijin's hand and jumped in. Holding a flower wrapped in white paper, Ruirui ran towards Qiao Wenyang.

"Mom! This is the flower I sent you. Oh, I think mom will always be so beautiful!"

She climbed beside Qiao Wenyang.

Qiao Wenyang sat on the sofa in a daze with dull eyes. When he looked at Ruirui, he stretched out his hand to pick up the flower, but then his calm and soft eyes were suddenly filled with resentment.

Carnations are beautiful.

Looking at the little girl holding the flowers to herself.

With that little face.

The scene of that night suddenly appeared in Qiao Wenyang's mind.

In the black room, she was pressed on the bed and forced through.

If that person is the one you like, even if the pain is sweet, it is the memory when you become a part of his life.

But she didn't know who the man was

Who is it

If it weren't for him, why should she suffer so much in the next few years?

She stretched out her hand and pushed ruiruirui away. Without looking back, she ran upstairs. Ruiruirui rolled on the ground and cried loudly. Qiao Wenyang stopped when he ran upstairs and felt a pain in his heart.

But still didn't stop.

"Qiao Wenyang!"

Qin Shijin had no choice but to go over and hold ruiruirui in his lap. When he heard Ruirui crying, he felt very uncomfortable. After pacifying the little girl, he got up and went upstairs.

The door was tightly shut.

Since she came back that day, Qiao Wenyang has changed. In the past, she would carefully prepare breakfast for Ruirui, accompany Ruirui to talk, read and draw... But now she is very manic and gloomy.

He opened the door and looked around. He didn't see anyone around the room. He vaguely heard a intermittent sound of water in the bathroom. After the tip of Qin Shijin's tongue swept his maxillary teeth, he stood at the door for a long time. He pushed the door of the bathroom open.

Suddenly, his eyes stared wide.

Qiao Wenyang is wearing a white skirt and sitting in the bathtub.

She sat in the cold water with her legs in her arms. There was spray on her head. There was thorn red blood on her left wrist. She slowly filled her wet skirt.

"Qiao Wenyang! Are you crazy?"

Qin Shijin found a towel, pressed down the wound on her wrist and took her out. After the doctor came to deal with the wound, she lifted her legs, curled up on the bed and buried her head on the pillow.

Fortunately, the wound is not deep, not too serious.

The doctor was worried, "Miss Qiao seems to have been hit hard, but I'm not a professional psychologist. If Miss Qiao's situation continues like this, it's best to ask a doctor for intervention."

Qin Shijin's thick black eyebrows frowned slightly and asked sister-in-law Cheng to send the doctor out.