Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

"Huaiqing has lost his memory now, and he is vigilant about everything. I think you can understand his feeling, right?"
"I..." Zhao Lingxi listened to Jiang Lingxia's words, looked up at him with crying eyes swollen into walnuts, and said with a choked voice, "I know, it was the same when I just woke up, but now I I really don't know what to do, I..."

While talking, she pulled Jiao Hai's clothes standing aside, and cried directly on his lap: "I can understand everything, but I can't do it"!
Zhao Lingxi's voice was already very hoarse, coupled with the current crying, Jiang Lingxia only felt that she might cry and bleed at any time.

His eyes flickered, and his big hand continued to pat Zhao Lingxi's shoulder to comfort him.

After a while, the sound of high heels suddenly rang in their ears.

Hearing the sound of high heels, and getting closer to them, Jiang Lingxia couldn't help but raise his head, and what caught his eyes was Cheng Huaiying's face, which was [-]% similar to Cheng Huaiqing.

Cheng Huaiying stretched out her right index finger, pointed at Jiang Lingxia tremblingly, and said in a cold voice: "It's a good thing you still said that you are a good friend of my third brother, but now look at what you have done"?
When she was speaking, she glanced at Zhao Lingxi in disgust, who was lying on Jiang Lingxia's body and crying.

Zhao Lingxi raised her head when she heard Cheng Huaiying's voice.

Jiangling Xiacha felt that Zhao Lingxi's movements didn't bother to explain to Cheng Huaiying, so he put his big hands on Zhao Lingxi's shoulders and supported her body.

Cheng Huaiying looked at the scene in front of her, her small face was so dark that water could drip out, and she ignored Jiang Lingxia, and directly pointed at Zhao Lingxi, and said in a cold voice: "Zhao Lingxi, you are really mine!" Good sister-in-law!"
"Huai..."

When Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaiying's self-reproach, she hurriedly turned her face to look at her, but Cheng Huaiying's name was still stuck in her throat, so she was stopped by Cheng Huaiying: "What are you? You don't deserve to be called by my name"!
After finishing speaking, looking at the tears in the corners of Zhao Lingxi's eyes, once again covering the previous tears, but without a trace of sympathy, he said even more coldly: "My third brother is still lying on the hospital bed in order to save you, and you What? You watched him go out to flirt with his good friends while he was sick, do you feel sorry for him?"
"No!" Cheng Huaiying's self-blame was like a cold drunk, deeply rooted in Zhao Lingxi's heart, she shook her head vigorously, and explained: "No, things are not what you think In that way..."

Her voice was completely hoarse from crying, and every word that came out of her mouth was like a small hacksaw rubbing her throat vigorously.

Cheng Huaiying listened to Zhao Lingxi uttering a few words with difficulty, a sneer flashed across her face, and interrupted her abruptly: "Things are not what I thought, so what will happen?"
Talking one day, while watching Zhao Lingxi's crying body constantly twitching, his voice was still as cold as if he had just been fished out of the ice cave: "Anyway, my third brother is not here now, and you are here again Who are you pretending to be pitiful for? Is it for this man next to you?"
"Cheng Huaiying!" Jiang Lingxia couldn't bear to hear Cheng Huaiying's aggressive words all the time, and called out her name coldly.

Jiang Lingxia's voice suddenly turned cold, making Cheng Huaiying's body tremble violently, but she recovered immediately, a smirk flashed across her face, she pointed her finger at Jiang Lingxia, and laughed loudly:

"Haha, Jiang Lingxia, you are really a good brother of my third brother!"
After finishing speaking, he pointed the finger at Zhao Lingxi again, "I really don't know what's so good about you, a woman, that you can charm so many men at the same time"?
"I..." Cheng Huaiying's vicious words entered Zhao Lingxi's heart little by little. Zhao Lingxi's heart was so hurt by her, his mind went blank, and all the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. Looking at Cheng Huaiying, she shouted nonchalantly: "Huaiying, it's not like this, it's not..."

Zhao Lingxi's voice was only exchanged for Cheng Huaiying's more sarcasm, and the cold voice once again made Zhao Lingxi's heart tremble fiercely: "It doesn't matter what the truth is, the important thing is that you have already caused my third brother to become like this!" I hope you can stay away from him in the future and don't disturb his life anymore!"
After speaking, he didn't even look at Zhao Lingxi again, turned around, and walked straight towards the hospital.

The sound of high-heeled shoes gradually disappeared from his ears, but Zhao Lingxi's face became paler and paler. He raised his head, looked at Jiang Lingxia beside him, shook his head with difficulty, and said, "Lingxia, what do you think I should do? I I really can't hold on anymore, I can't hold on anymore..."

While saying this, tears fell down like she didn't want money.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi who was crying beside her, Jiang Lingxia shook her head helplessly, patted her on the back with her big hands, and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only stand quietly aside.

I don't know how long it has passed, the moon has already climbed into the air, softly cast on Zhao Lingxi's soft hair, Zhao Lingxi has stopped crying, with the moonlight, Jiang Lingxia can still see Zhao Lingxi's body lying down together .

The night gradually cooled down, and Zhao Lingxi, who had cried enough, realized that her bare arms and calves were cold and a little numb.

Looking up, Jiang Lingxia, who was always by her side, said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, thank you for being here with me."

Under the soft light, Jiang Lingxia could still see Zhao Lingxi, the crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, she stretched out her finger, wiped the tears off her face, and said softly: "It seems like you won't be able to go again today. I'm in the hospital, or you can go back with me first, stay with me for one night, come back tomorrow."

"I..." Hearing Jiang Lingxia's words, Zhao Lingxi's eyes flashed with hesitation, and his mind was filled with Cheng Huaiying's accusation just now: "My third brother is still lying on the hospital bed in order to save you. What about you? You watched him go out to flirt with his good friends while he was sick, do you feel sorry for him?"
After hesitating for a while, he shook his head and said, "Go back first, I want to be alone, it's inappropriate for us to be alone and widowed."

When she said these words, her eyes just saw that Jiang Lingxia's pants were wet with her own tears, her voice became lower and lower, and her tone became more and more lacklustre. 6
Jiang Lingxia looked at Zhao Lingxi's head that was gradually lowering, and instantly understood her thoughts. He remembered the vivid appearance when he bumped into her while riding a bicycle in the morning exercise a few days ago, and he confidently wanted to go home with him.

Some helplessly sighed, and said: "Now Zhang Zihong is still running around, I am worried that you are here alone."

As he spoke, he glanced at the direction of the hospital again. It seemed that neither Cheng's mother nor Cheng Huaiying had come out of it yet, and a look of sadness flashed in their eyes.

"I..." Listening to Jiang Lingxia's words, Zhao Lingxi felt even more uncomfortable. She didn't expect that now that she had left that person, she didn't even have a place to stay. She choked up and said, "It's okay, anyway, my current situation In this way, no one can recognize me."

After finishing speaking, he stopped looking at Jiangling Xia.

With great difficulty, he moved his legs to the bench, curled up into a ball with his arms hugging his legs.

But even so, she still couldn't resist the night wind blowing over her, her thin body was trembling slightly.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's trembling body, Jiang Lingxia quickly took off her coat, put it on Zhao Lingxi's body, held Zhao Lingxi's shoulders with her big hands, and warmed Zhao Lingxi with the heat from her palm.

Zhao Lingxi was still thinking about what Cheng Huaiying just said in his mind, and now he was suddenly startled by Jiang Lingxia's touch.

Feeling the unnaturalness of Jiang Lingxia beside him, he looked up at Jiang Lingxia in embarrassment, and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

How could Jiang Lingxia not understand Zhao Lingxi's mood?
His hands left her shoulders, and he glanced at her with some embarrassment. His eyes lit up, but a place suddenly came to his mind: "By the way, since you don't want to go back with me, why don't I take you back to your apartment?" ?
"Our apartment"?Zhao Lingxi listened to Jiang Lingxia's words, and that warm little apartment appeared in his mind.

Looking up at Jiang Lingxia's worried expression, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and said, "Okay, then I will trouble you."

After finishing speaking, he refused Jiang Hai's support and struggled to stand up from the bench.

He was escorted all the way back by Jiang Lingxia, and when he arrived at Xie with Jiang Lingxia, he watched him leave.

After Jiang Lingxia left, Wutong was alone in the small apartment. She dragged her injured leg and struggled step by step towards the sofa. Every step brought heavy footsteps. The whole apartment seemed even more empty.

The little wild cat sleeping in the nest heard the footsteps, raised its head suddenly, looked at Zhao Lingxi, and let out a cry.

Hearing the meowing of the cat, Zhao Lingxi turned her head and glanced at the sofa. A sense of familiarity flashed in the eyes of the little wild cat lying beside her.

As soon as he sat down on the sofa, the little wild cat rushed over. It originally wanted to nest in Zhao Lingxi's arms, but when its eyes touched the horrible scar on Zhao Lingxi's right leg, it let out a helpless cry, Lie down beside Zhao Lingxi.

The cat's meowing kept echoing in the apartment, and Zhao Lingxi gently stroked the little wild cat's soft fur with one hand, while staring at the room non-stop.

Her memory of this apartment is only a few days, but because of Cheng Huaiqing's existence, every memory of her is so warm.

But now, thinking about it this way, she only felt that her heart was even more empty.

Trying to suppress the emotions in my heart, I supported the sofa with both hands and walked to the bathroom.

When she came out, she saw that the little wild cat had fallen asleep on the sofa, a helpless smile flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly felt a little envious of that little wild cat.

In order not to disturb the little wild cat, she deliberately walked towards the room lightly.

The room was still no different from what she remembered. She took a deep breath, and it seemed that Cheng Huaiqing's breath still lingered in the air.

Thinking that Cheng Huaiqing was still lying on the hospital bed, Zhao Lingxi couldn't help but feel wet in his eyes.