The Wealthy Husband

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"I do."

"I do."

With two sincere and solemn answers, Qi Ling and Ding Cheng finally finished the oath part of their wedding. The applause and cheers all over the body became a piece of hustle and bustle.

However, Qi Ling and Ding Cheng's eyes could not leave each other. They looked at each other, and then slowly approached, their lips touched, and they kissed gently.

"Qi Ling, you will be my one from now on," Ding Cheng looked at Qi Ling with a bright and faintly shy smile on his face. He added, "My love."

"En," Qi Ling nodded, his hand stroking Ding Cheng's cheek, and the tip of his thumb stayed at Ding Cheng's dimples for a while, then he hugged Ding Cheng into his arms and hugged tightly, "Thank you You, Ding Cheng."

Ding Cheng did not respond. He leaned on Qi Ling's shoulder and continued to smile happily, already shielding all surrounding sounds and sight.

The outside world reported much about the wedding of Qi Ling and Ding Cheng, but apart from the few photos that Ding Cheng and Lu Ming's company voluntarily revealed to the outside world, almost no other images came out.

For Ding Cheng, the wedding was a contract and promise between him and Qi Ling, not a means for him to publicize himself.

He only needs to let the world know that Qi Ling is his. As for their wedding, it belongs to him and Qi Ling.

The wedding banquet ended at around 10 o’clock in the evening. After the guests were sent away or arranged to leave, it was already more than eleven o’clock in the evening. Ding Cheng squeezed his cheek, which was a little stiff but could not help but smiled. He shook his head and turned around. Go back to the room first and wash yourself clean.

The door of the room opened, and before he walked in by himself, a pair of overly familiar eyes came into his sight, and Ding Cheng's face showed a little surprise.

"Qi Ling, when did you come up, aren't you talking to grandpa."

Ding Cheng also wanted to go back upstairs early and wash it clean, and then put some hot water to wait for Qi Ling. He leaned his head toward the bath|room. Could it be that Qi Ling at his house put hot water in and waited for him.

"I'm coming to you," Qi Ling said, holding Ding Cheng's wrist and pulling him into the wedding room with only a small lamp on.

The door closed, Ding Cheng obediently pressed Qi Ling on the door panel, his eyes gleaming at Qi Ling, not only swept away his fatigue, but also looked forward to something, expecting Qi Ling to do something to him.

Qi Ling lowered his head and kissed Ding Cheng's eye lightly, "Are you tired?"

"No," Ding Cheng replied, and kissed Qi Ling's mouth back, "How about you, my Mr. Qi?"

Qi Ling heard that the corners of his mouth rose naturally, and the hand that fell on Ding Cheng's waist was stroked. He lowered his head and kissed Ding Cheng's lips, kissed gently, and separated, their eyes collided, and the two of them coincided with each other. Upon meeting, the four lips touched again, but they could no longer be a mere kiss.

And now they don't need to suppress all the impulses that accompany them all day, kisses, entangles, and lingers.

After more than twenty minutes passed, Ding Cheng, who was a scuba diving expert, could only breathe and separate from Qi Ling, who was also breathing disorderly.

There was a little scarlet in Ding Cheng's eye sockets, and then he pulled away his shirt that had been rubbed high, revealing the strong eight-pack abdominal muscles in the shirt, and he was about to burn to death!

Qi Ling moved back half a step, and did not continue backing, but forward again, taking Ding Cheng from a different angle, from the door panel to the wall next to the door panel, and then everything was anxious like a young boy who just opened the meat. , Qi Ling is like this, so is Ding Cheng.

They are already getting along with old couples and wives, but the wedding night in the bridal chamber of the newly-weds is still unexpected, and they interact enthusiastically one after another until they are exhausted to the extreme. But even so, they still Reluctant to fall asleep.

Ding Cheng's head was on the side of Qi Ling's neck, his eyes squinted, and his body remained entangled with Qi Ling as much as possible, but it would not make each other uncomfortable.

"Qiling..."

"I'm here," Qi Ling softly responded to Ding Cheng's whispers, not knowing how many times.

"When I finish this time, we will make up the honeymoon trip," Ding Cheng demanded, and kissed the skin behind one of Qiling's sensitive spots. "Only our honeymoon trip."

Because of the show before, they did not travel to different places, but it was a show, and it was always different. He thought that he had restrained it a little bit.

Only he and Qi Ling are still in a foreign country. Ding Cheng wants to show his enthusiasm to Qi Ling to the greatest extent.

"Okay," Qi Ling replied. He touched Ding Cheng's warm back with his hand gently stroking, a little bit fond of it, and a little restrained and cautious, as if Ding Cheng seemed to be a fragile treasure. Use a little more strength, it can be broken.

"Tweet, twee..." As a reward, Ding Cheng kissed Qi Ling's neck around, and by the way, he climbed from Qi Ling's left shoulder to his right shoulder, and then continued to nest.

"Qi Ling, can I ask you a question?" Ding Cheng raised his head and looked at Qi Ling with his eyes narrowed. He was indeed extremely happy.

"You ask," Qi Ling responded and continued to hug Ding Cheng to make their intimacy even closer.

"Why did you pretend to be a ghost that day?" Ding Cheng asked, blinking his eyes, and the "King of Ghosts" played by Qi Ling in the last episode appeared in his head.

The old-fashioned story, the startling process, the surprising ending, and today|They delayed their wedding for a long time.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't have any questions. He has no doubts about Qi Ling's feelings, but he still keenly realizes that the word "Ghost King" is special to Qi Ling.

"Cheng Cheng listen to me tell a story, okay?" Qi Ling said, tilting his head and kissing Ding Cheng's forehead, he was relieved, and there was no need for Ding Cheng to care about it.

He loves Ding Cheng, and he will never change from his unknowingly past life to the present.

Ding Cheng nodded, he continued to listen to the story in Qi Ling's arms, and the more he listened, the more energetic he became.

That is another version, completely different from the reality of the story of him and Qi Ling.

He and Qi Ling divorced according to the agreement between him and his grandfather at the beginning. He lived abroad for a long time, leaving Qi Ling in the country and staying in the Qi family. And at the end of the story, his Qi Ling was killed.

"Chengcheng, I tell you this, not because I want you to blame yourself for it."

Qi Ling said as he turned over and put Ding Cheng back under him, and gently lifted Ding Cheng's uncontrollable face with a distressed look, "I tell you, it's because I love you."

Because of love, deep love, so after Ding Cheng asked, he couldn't hide it.

But after so many experiences, he was already strong enough. He didn't want Ding Cheng to blame himself for this. The rest of their time should be spent in love and each other.

Ding Cheng heard the words and did not pursue it carefully. He nodded lightly and hugged Qi Ling's neck tightly. With his eyes closed, he finally fell asleep.

Just the moment Ding Cheng closed his eyes, he let a heart-wrenching pain tighten his heart, and the pain made him almost breathless.

But the next day he woke up from the dream, all the pain in the dream disappeared, and he didn't remember any dream anymore.

"Qi Ling, I'm hungry, but my legs are soft, can you carry me?"

Ding Cheng lay down on Qi Ling's back, kissing and rubbing on the back of Qi Ling's neck, making him very clingy.

"Okay, I'll carry you," Qi Ling smiled, he turned his head, Ding Cheng also sent his lips, before they went downstairs, first called for a wet and sweet kiss.

Fanwaiji

"Qiling, Qiling! You wake up, wake up, I'm back, I'm back!"

Ding Cheng held a blood-stained half-length body and yelled almost hysterically, "Ah, I'm going to kill them, kill them..."

His anger didn't last long, and when he fell on Qi Ling, whose eyes were closed tightly and couldn't give him any response, he changed back to the look of extreme heartbreak.

The despair in the most touching role in his interpretation of his career is less than one-tenth of the moment.

That kind of soul was shattered and torn a little bit by the person in front of him, with bleak despair and sorrow, so painful that he could not breathe, and even hatred could not restore him to a trace of anger.

"Ah, Qi Ling, Qi Ling..." Ding Cheng's eyes were scarlet, and his words of extreme sadness made Lu Ming, Ding Bo and others who came after him shocked and distressed.

Ding Cheng and Qi Ling had been married for several years. As best friends and family, they naturally knew, but they all felt that Ding Cheng and Qi Ling broke up peacefully, and after so many years, no matter how deep the feelings and obsessions are It faded, but the sadness that Ding Cheng couldn't hide at this moment, let them know that they were self-righteous and took it for granted.

Ding Cheng loves Qi Ling, from the past to the present, always like this, never changed.

Qi Ling stood on the side of the road calmly facing the truck that had hit him, but he didn't know that there was a man who planned to come back and intervene in his life standing in front of the café at the intersection of the road. The collision also shattered Ding Cheng's heart.

The arrival of the ambulance, the rescue in the operating room, the long wait, the police's inquiry, everything, Ding Cheng was experiencing, but they were all confused and unable to respond.

"...Qi Ling has been suffering from insomnia and headaches. The doctor's prescription does not match the medicine he is reusing... His medicine has been changed."

Standing behind Ding Cheng, Lu Ming whispered to him, the progress he learned from the police, there is no doubt that Qi Ling was sick and depressed, but the process was man-made.

In the process of the car accident, Qi Ling might be able to hide, but he was ill, depressed, and didn't want to live anymore, so he didn't hide.

"Orange, don't do this, Qi Ling... there is little hope of waking up, but if you are like this, he is even less likely to have a miracle."

Lu Ming looked at Ding Cheng's calm appearance, and he was more worried than when he was hysterical before. He was afraid that Ding Cheng could not think about it at once, so he went to do stupid things.

And Qi Ling was not out of danger at all, and even with the current relationship between Ding Cheng and Qi Ling, they did not have the right to visit. All Ding Cheng could do was watch the window next to this door.

How long Qi Ling lingered, seemed to determine how long Ding Cheng could live.

Lu Ming was shocked by his terrible thoughts...

"Is it Mr. Ding Cheng? I am a friend of Qi Ling and the lawyer he commissioned..."

The news of Qi Ling's car accident and his dying life has been spread. Qi Ling's lawyers got the news and rushed there as soon as possible. At the same time, they also passed on the will and testament left by Qi Ling as soon as possible.

Qi Ling kept part of his property for public welfare, and the rest was given to Ding Cheng, and other related people of the Qi family received nothing.

With Ding Cheng's current fame and the support of the Ding family, he could live the best life without the gift of Qi Ling, but this was left to him by Qi Ling.

Ding Cheng's eyes finally moved a little. He looked at Qi Ling's lawyer, and he demanded, "I want to remarry Qi Ling. You can help me, right?"

"This..." Attorney Chen hesitated. He was one of the true confidants of Qi Ling, and Qi Ling had also told him to help Ding Cheng, but at that time he hadn't noticed that Qi Ling wanted to die.

After groaning for another three seconds, he nodded, "Operate."

"Thank you," Ding Cheng nodded, tilting his head to look at Lu Ming, who had been shocked to the point that he should be shocked or stunned, did Qi Ling look at Ding Cheng...

But now Qi Ling at least left Ding Cheng with some hope of survival, remarrying...maybe this is a good idea.

Lu Ming followed Lawyer Chen to leave. On behalf of Ding Cheng, he helped Ding Cheng and Qi Ling complete the remarriage procedures with great efficiency. The green book was exchanged for the red book again, and Ding Cheng was eligible to visit Qi Ling.

"Qi Ling, I was very happy that afternoon, I haven't been so happy for a long time."

That was what Ding Cheng didn't tell Qi Ling when he met Qi Ling for the last time before returning home to the filming location.

And that afternoon was also very simple. He asked Qi Ling to introduce a coffee shop on the grounds that he was not accustomed to drinking coffee when he returned home, and he managed to get people out.

Afternoon sunshine, elegant music, two entertainment magazines that I don’t know how many people have read, two cups of coffee, the whole afternoon, their conversation content does not exceed ten sentences, but that is Ding Cheng so many years, consciously the happiest and the happiest for him. A tea time of delight.

"Yesterday, I ordered flowers, cakes, and secretly bought an engagement ring that was temporarily unusable."

When he came out of that cafe, he planned to confess to Qi Ling again, and confess it steadily and solemnly in the manner of an adult when he grows up.

"If you confess, I think about it." These words, he was thinking about all the time outside of filming, the expressions and voices when speaking, and even the sitting posture he previewed and pondered countless times, but he never thought it would be now. In such a scene, he sits like a walking dead, his Qi Ling is lying down, and may die at any time.

"I wanted to say that neither of our two old men have seen each other's eyes in these years, let alone harm others. Let's continue to make do, do you think it will work?"

Ding Cheng's voice was still calm, but the hand on his thigh was already clenched into a fist, and she couldn't help shaking.

"I will cook for you, and I promise that I won't resample it for a month. For you, just grind me a cup of coffee every day. I... only drink what you get used to..."

Before, he was too persuaded, he kept everything in his heart, he didn't dare to say, never said.

Years later, he always entered Qi Ling's sight in an alternative way according to what he had originally thought, but after doing this, he found that he was too naive and too funny.

He couldn't be satisfied with this at all, he still missed Qi Ling crazily and loved crazily, and sooner or later this love would drive him crazy.

He thought, anyway, he was going to be crazy in the end. It's better to come back cheeky, rub on Qi Ling cheekily, and return all the craziness of his life to the original point.

He didn't want to lose, didn't want to admit.

"I originally wanted to give you an adjustment period, now you... don't have a choice."

Ding Cheng's words fell, and a tear that had been patient with him for too long finally slipped from the corner of his eye, "I want you, we remarry, you are my person for life, and my person for death."

"Qiling, I love you..." I love love so much that he can't use words to tell Qi Ling how he feels. He is afraid to scare Qi Ling.

But now, he would rather he be able to scare Qi Ling, would rather Qi Ling bluntly reject him, or scold him, as long as Qi Ling can give him any reaction, he is willing to pay any price for it.

Ding Cheng sat until the end of the visit time, and Qi Ling on the bed could not give him any response.

Ding Cheng came out of the intensive care unit and still did not leave. He stayed outside the ward for three days and three nights until Qi Ling passed the most dangerous time.

Similarly, the doctor's result for Ding Cheng was not much better. The probability of Qi Ling waking up was so low that he was not dead, but Ding Cheng seemed to have followed suit.

"What?" Lu Ming tilted his head, thinking that he was hearing the hallucinations, but Ding Cheng's gaze let him know that Ding Cheng was telling the truth and had already decided that it was beyond doubt. As Qi Ling's husband, go to Qi's press conference?"

"Any questions?"

Ding Cheng glanced at Lu Ming, and on his mobile phone, he uploaded a photo of his marriage license with Qi Ling many years ago, with text edited by him himself.

#齐陵, I am waiting for you to wake up, I love you. #

Fans of Ding Cheng's social software are not only domestic. With his current international fame, the release of this blog post shocked half of the world's entertainment industry.

Not only did Ding Cheng come out openly, he also confessed that he had a history of marriage.

Ding Cheng took another look at Qi Ling, who had not changed much in the photo from the past, and exited the software program, not paying attention to the number of comments and reposts that continued to explode in just a few seconds.

Lu Ming couldn't do it anymore. The call came along with the message, and he almost didn't hold his mobile phone.

He glanced at Ding Cheng, and seeing Ding Cheng nodded to him again, Lu Ming sighed lightly, he sat down and turned his hands off.

The current Ding Cheng is different from the 18-year-old and 20-year-old Ding Cheng. He can’t persuade, nor can the Ding family persuade them, and they all hope that there will be a miracle in Qi Ling, so that Ding Cheng will not survive the rest of his life. Too desolate.

"Oh, it's up to you..."

Lu Ming continued to sigh in his heart, Qi Ling and Ding Cheng couldn't comment on anything. Who can tell the relationship clearly, and can tell right from wrong so clearly.

"Thank you," Ding Cheng whispered. He got up and grabbed his coat. The door opened. The next door is Qiling's independent ward, and he plans to stay in the hospital for a long time.

Ding Cheng stayed with Qi Ling in the hospital for nearly a year. Qi Ling's situation was completely stabilized. Ding Cheng took the people home. His home was a double-storey duplex villa alone. The doctor comes to the home for a checkup once a week, and every month he takes Qi Ling to the hospital for a more comprehensive checkup.

Another year passed, Ding Cheng became the president of the Qi family and did not participate in any filming trips. However, in the past two years, his previous works have been released one after another. His popularity has not dissipated. He and Qi Ling stayed together. , There is a layer of mystery.

Ding Cheng’s fans also rejected and refused to accept the appearance of "ex-husband" Qi Ling from the beginning, and now they have begun to sincerely hope that he can wake up.

In the words of a domestic fan of Ding Cheng, they hope Qi Ling will wake up and hope that he can bring back the brightest sunshine in Ding Cheng's life.

Under the willow tree in the courtyard of the villa, the medical worker put the wheelchair on the side of the rattan chair table, Ding Cheng walked out from the living room door with Qi Ling on his back, he skillfully and carefully put Qi Ling on the wheelchair.

"You have been in pretty good condition recently. You can accompany me in the sun for half an hour."

Ding Cheng squatted in front of Qi Ling's wheelchair, he stretched out his hand to straighten Qi Ling's forehead, and slowly approached, and kissed Qi Ling's lips, very faint and slightly bitter.

"Just right. This is the thousandth kiss I kissed you. I will remember it for you. When you wake up, you can ask me to get it back at any time."

Ding Cheng carefully observed Qi Ling's expression. For two years, he had no response. He had gone from hundreds of countless disappointments to now with a light smile and calmly accepted.

No matter Qi Ling is awake, asleep, alive, or dead, he will never leave again.

At the end of half an hour, Ding Cheng picked up Qi Ling again and returned to their room step by step.

In addition to touching his face and taking care of Qi Ling's physical contact, he would steal Qi Ling two or three times a day, and the frequency has become more and more frequent these days.

He continued to caress Qi Ling's cheek, got up and got close, his lips fell on Qi Ling's lips, but he did not leave as quickly as before, but stayed, his eyes lowered, and there was still a trace of unwillingness in his tone. , "Qiling, I miss you..."

I miss Qi Ling's cold and deep gaze that day, miss the tone of Qi Ling talking to him, miss the appearance of Qi Ling drinking coffee, miss Qi Ling, and miss him very much.

Moving away from Qi Ling's lips, Ding Cheng leaned into Qi Ling's ear and whispered, "There is a city propaganda program going to the evening, and I will be back soon."

Where Ding Cheng couldn’t see, Qi Ling’s eyeballs moved obviously, but when he got up again and reinserted all kinds of medical instruments in Qi Ling, all Qi Ling’s physical signs were still those of a vegetative person. Any abnormalities.

On the evening interview program, Ding Cheng held his mobile phone throughout the whole process, and the monitoring situation of Qi Ling's room could be seen from there at any time. Only a handful of people made this call.

"Big brother, what's the matter?" The show just ended. Ding Cheng received a call from his elder brother Ding Bo before he could go to see the surveillance records in the future.

"You come to the hospital, Qi Ling..."

Ding Bo's words are not yet complete. Ding Cheng's phone fell directly to the ground, and then he ran away, his whole heart beating almost without a regular frequency.

"Qiling, Qi Ling, don't have an accident, don't have an accident."

Ding Cheng's look can be described as Liushen Wuzhu. Even if he had a similar encounter, he would still be vulnerable to another blow.

The assistant chased out with Ding Cheng's mobile phone, but didn't find anyone at all. Ding Cheng took a taxi to the hospital by himself.

Familiar roads, familiar passages of life, familiar windowsills, and familiar wards, but Ding Cheng felt the fear that could almost destroy his body and mind.

His peace in the past two years has been false, and it was maintained by Qi Ling still hanging in a sigh, Qi Ling had an accident, and he was more vulnerable than ever before.

"Chengcheng, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Qi Ling is not dead, he is inside...waiting for you."

Ding Bo's face was obviously annoyed. He didn't say clearly to Ding Cheng. Seeing Ding Cheng's pale face, he must have been thinking about it.

But Ding Cheng still couldn't digest what he said at this moment. He opened the door dullly, and Qi Ling, who had only woke up there, also slowly opened his eyes and looked over.

Qi Ling's mouth opened, but after he hadn't spoken for a long time, he couldn't make any sound at this moment.

A look of surprise and surprise appeared on Ding Cheng's face, but the paleness did not dissipate much. He walked to the bed and stood stupidly for a while before sitting on the chair.

"Q...Qi Ling...you, you woke up, I didn't dream, did I?"

Qi Ling didn't answer, he looked at Ding Cheng, his eyes were the same as before, calm and tolerant, and there was a trace of his unconscious tenderness, he recognized Ding Cheng.

They looked at each other, and after a long time passed, Qi Ling's fingertips moved, and Ding Cheng held Qi Ling's hand.

"One...thousand...zero...one?" Ding Cheng watched Qi Ling gesture in his palm, and then understood in seconds, "A thousand and one kisses, I won't be wronged."

Ding Cheng earnestly promised that he tried to calm down, but he couldn't do anything. He took a deep breath, "Qiling, I won't leave..."

When the words were over, Ding Cheng approached and kissed Qi Ling's lips with his trembling lips. He looked into Qi Ling's eyes and whispered again, "I love you."

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