After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 440 Kiss My Baby (49)

Seeing the man being pushed into the emergency room, Qin Xiao suddenly realized that he was unnecessary.

Those people wouldn't let him die.

No, so what if you die.

To be free is to die.

Just look at Lin Jinmo's appearance, to live is to suffer, to live is to endure despair.

It doesn't make any sense at all.

After leaving the hospital, Qin Xiao went to Ding Bao's house with two bottles of beer. When he opened the door, Ding Bao was busy investigating something.

"Don't check, come and have a drink with me."

"I have a new clue, come and see, I found the one behind you"

"Can you stop talking?!"

A low growl interrupted all Ding Bao's words.

After a brief moment of daze, Ding Bao looked at him quietly.

"Ding Bao, I don't want to waste the rest of my life in these places. I don't need you to do anything for me. You just need to live well. Why the hell can't you live well for yourself!! For the sake of others, you are fucking self-sacrificing, so you can't just think about yourself, can't you just think about yourself!!"

Then, with a bang, Qin Xiao slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.

He looked at Ding Bao with red eyes.

In the eyes of the other party, he saw his own madness.

The man squatted on the ground, ignoring the glass under him, curled up into a ball, hugging his head hard, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He used to be a man who could continue to eat without changing his face after being broken seven ribs, but now he was overwhelmed by the events before him and broke out.

Thinking back to Lin Jinmo in the hospital, thinking of those companions who died quietly one by one.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

But when Ding Bao gently patted his back, he realized that he was still in the world.

He forgot.

Ding Bao is patient.

She has raised two children and learned to take responsibility when she was a child herself.

What he said just now couldn't anger her at all.

"Qin Xiao, who are you talking about besides me?"

Thinking of Qin Xiao going to the hospital to visit a patient today, whoever this patient is, the "you" in his mouth is who.

There are very few people who can contact Qin Xiao, let alone that person is currently staying in the hospital.

I remembered that Qin Xiao once reminded himself to remember to buy stomach medicine.

Ding Bao quickly guessed who he went to see today.

"You went to see Lin Jinmo, right?"

Qin Xiao slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Qin Xiao, what did he tell you?"

"He's about to die, so he doesn't have the strength to tell me anything."

Ding Bao's eyes darkened slightly.

"Which hospital is he in?"

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Lin Jinmo slowly got up in the room where the sound of "didi" sounded, and looked down at the hospital gown on his body. For the first time, he didn't feel the pain that followed him everywhere, but was replaced by incomparable relaxation and relief.

Looking up, there was a blinding white light outside the door.

He got up slowly, walked out of the door with bare feet, walked into the white light, and wandered aimlessly in that ambiguity, surrounded by fog, cold and damp.

At this moment, there was a warm breath coming from behind. He looked back, and there was another small door not far away, surrounded by a layer of gold, which looked like the afternoon sun in autumn, and it was extraordinarily warm. Attracting him could not help but approach slowly.

The moment I walked into that door, I saw a warm and small room in front of me. The carpet on bare feet was soft and warm. In front of me was a low round wooden coffee table. A TV was hung on the wall opposite the coffee table. It is full of handmade dried flowers and hay, and there are many brightly colored and full picture frames in the middle.

If you look closer, you can see the same man and woman in the frame, in different environments, embracing each other and smiling happily.

One is skiing at the foot of a snow mountain.

One is hugging in the endless sunflower field.

A woman is painting with a pen facing the endless wheat field, while a man sits aside and watches her.

There is also a picture of the two leaning against the window, watching the red sun gradually setting outside the window.

Everything in front of me is beautiful and unreal.

Lin Jinmo couldn't help reaching out and gently touching the woman in the photo. At this moment, a familiar and soft voice suddenly came from behind.

"What are you doing here? I'm hungry, why don't you cook?"

Lin Jinmo's heart trembled slightly, and he turned around slowly, looking at the woman in loose home clothes, holding a big doll in her arms and smiling at him.

She stood there, urging him softly to cook.

The man's heart trembled slightly.

He couldn't help but raised his feet and stepped forward, looking at such a real face opposite, the humbleness and forbearance hidden in his heart for many years made him hardly dare to reach out to touch the woman's face.

In the next second, the woman took the initiative to open her arms, hugged his waist affectionately, raised her head and smiled and kissed his chin.

"Why are you in a daze? Hurry up."

From the beginning to the end, Lin Jinmo's heart was hanging high, he stood there blankly, feeling the softness and fragrance in his arms, the hands hanging on both sides of his body trembling, tentatively, cautiously He lifted himself up and hugged the woman in his arms.

At this moment, he seemed to be hugging a cloud, a gust of wind, and he didn't dare to use force or speak, because he was afraid that if he disturbed the peace at this moment, this dream would be over.

His eyes were red, and he took a deep breath of the woman's scent.

With his heart full, he looked up at the dream cabin in front of him, lowered his head, buried his face deeply in the woman's neck, and a tear fell silently from the corner of his eye.

It is tears of happiness.

Everything in front of him was something he didn't even dare to dream of.

The woman in his arms is the most cherished treasure hidden in his heart.

He is willing to sacrifice everything for her.

"Why are you crying?"

The woman patted him on the back lightly, her tone was gentle and pampering.

"How old are you, and you still cry, you are no longer a child."

"Then who am I?"

Lin Jinmo couldn't help asking in a low voice, the cautious and humble tone in his tone made people feel distressed.

The woman looked up at him and smiled.

"You are my husband, Xiaomo, and I am your wife."

A short sentence made him breathless, and suddenly he realized something, and in the next second he desperately hugged the woman in his arms.

But at this moment, the woman really turned into a cloud, and a gust of wind quietly disappeared from her arms.

Lin Jin Mohong turned around to look for it. At this moment, he found that everything in the hut was gradually disappearing, like clouds blown away by the wind. He wanted to keep something crazily, but when his hand just When I touched the photo on the wall, my fingertips turned to ashes.
"No"

He searched like crazy, paranoid to keep the beauty of this moment.

Even if only a little bit.

(End of this chapter)