Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

It was at this time that she attended Qi Yu's funeral.

I can't remember exactly how I got there and how I got back. I just remember that I was punched and my face was swollen for several days after I went back.

The man who wanted to transfer Qi Yu to another hospital hated her to the bone. In front of everyone, he slammed down the punch that he hadn't punched outside the operating room that day.

She didn't resist, and stood stubbornly outside the door, wanting to see him off for the last time.

The weather that day was too good, Lu Qiao was blocked from the door, and he didn't even see him for the last time.

Apart from that fist, the most profound thing in my memory is the maple tree not far away.

Country C is a country that loves maple trees very much, and maple trees are planted everywhere.

It was as red as a ball of fire, burning blazingly, and also like the blood that spread wantonly on Qi Yu's body that day, burning her eyes.

The red is flamboyant, the red is reckless, she has never seen such a strong color around Qi Yu.

He is very light, just like a landscape painting, the simple brush and ink outlines the profound scenery.

But on that day, bunches of blood flowers bloomed on his body, and this landscape painting was painted with the most intense colors.

It was only then that she discovered that Qi Yu was actually more suitable for some bright and intense colors than those monotonous black and white colors.

The red color dilutes his gentleness, but also emphasizes his beauty, flourishing beauty, this word, it turns out that this word really exists in this world.

However, it was too short, like a flash in the pan.

Leaving an amazing moment is already forever.

That surprise completely became her nightmare.

Then, after she went back, she became seriously ill...

Time is the most fair and strict, and it will never stop for anyone or anything.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Lu Qiao still stayed at half a month ago. She felt that now it was as if she had been immersed in a terrible nightmare, and everything was so unreal.

These days go by so fast, and it feels like every minute and every second is so long.

She spent it in a daze, but didn't remember anything.

At night, lying on the bed without turning on the light, she just looked at the darkness in front of her eyes and asked herself.

Did that person who left such a deep and colorful trace in her life, such a good person, really just disappear?

Did she disappear like this before she had time to repay her kindness, and before she fulfilled her promise to spend his birthday with him until they were both old?

She put her hands on her eyelids, and there was sore pain in her eyes. She felt very uncomfortable, but she just couldn't cry.

This is not the first time she has faced death. When she was in Jufu Mountain, she saw many lives lost in the earthquake.

But this time, it was the one that really broke her heart.

The fragility of life, the impermanence of the world, and all kinds of thoughts were swirling in her mind, and she could not breathe for a moment.

The pain in the eye sockets spread to the limbs along with the blood circulation, and finally reached the heart.

She curled up and covered her heart, as if she had a heart attack. She felt that her heart was hurting, it hurt like hell, and there was no medicine to cure it.

She wondered like a demon, whether Mr. Qi suffered the same pain when the bullet fell on his body that day.

Did Mr. Qi regret coming to rescue her at that time?
She desperately wants to know the answer, but the person who can give the answer is no longer there.

Every time she thought of Qi Yu, this realistic answer would give her a slap in the face.

Only today did I realize that the most uncomfortable thing is not death, but that life is worse than death.

One night, I tossed and turned until dawn.

Looking at the rising sun, Lu Qiao felt that he had died again.

But in fact, she was still alive, damn alive.

-

Lu Qiao blamed herself for Qi Yu's death, and blamed herself for all the faults, feeling depressed.

Huo Yan really couldn't see her like this. When she didn't eat or drink on the third day and hid in her room to punish herself, she broke open the door and opened the curtains to let the sunlight in from the window. .

The room that had not seen light for three days was suddenly filled with sunlight, illuminating the room, but dispelling the gloom in Joe's heart.

"When are you going to punish yourself like this? You can't come back to life after death. You don't eat or drink. Are you planning to follow Qi Yu's footsteps and hold a funeral together?"

Lu Qiao raised his head feebly, his eyes suddenly became more fierce.

"You don't deserve to mention him."

Sitting up from the bed, a spot of light fell on her eyes for a while, illuminating her dark eyes like transparent and clear beads, with scarlet blood flowing inside.

"You can't escape being involved in his death."

Qi Yu really helped her too much. When he was alive, she was unable to repay his kindness, but after he died, she absolutely did not allow anyone to speak ill of him, especially regarding the cause of his death. All insults to him.

"Don't think that by acting like you have nothing to do with yourself, you can really get rid of your crimes. Who exactly is Qi Qing coming for, and who is Mr. Qi blocking the disaster for? I don’t need to remind you, you should be clear.”

With the intense ups and downs of emotions, it is inevitable that the eyes will be aroused to physiological tears, or it may be the tears of grief and indignation in the heart, the tears cannot be restrained, and the eye sockets are warm.

She looked at Huo Yan through tears, slamming every word.

"Huo Yan, don't look at me with this expression, I feel sick."

-

Autumn in country C is very short, and there are already signs of winter coming.

The days are shortened and the nights are lengthened, almost without the transition of evening, from day to night directly.

It seems that the quarrel with Huo Yan was over in the last second, and the sky has completely darkened in the next second.

In the room, the light dimmed little by little. Lu Qiao sat from the bright sky to the bright stars.

She took the wine glass and sat on the window sill watching the night.

This is a habit she has developed in the last half month. If she doesn't get herself drunk, she won't be able to sleep all night.

Just like last night, he tortured himself with the past over and over again, the pain was so painful that he couldn't spare himself.

Autumn is crisp, and the night sky in this season is always more beautiful than in other seasons.

But now she has no time to appreciate such a beautiful night scene.

She just wanted to find the one that belonged to Qi Yu among the many stars twinkling in the sky.

She had read a book before and was very impressed by a sentence in it.

The book says, "There are as many people on the earth as there are stars in the sky, and each star represents a person."

Regardless of whether this statement is true or not, at least she hopes it is true now, she thought, Qi Yu is no longer seen in the world, so maybe she can find him from the sky?

The stars were scattered in the sky, she looked at them one by one, her eyes were red.

Mr. Qi, if the statement in the book is true, can you tell me, among so many stars in the sky, which one is you?

I want to see you, even just once.

A gust of cold wind blew over, and the curtains on one side suddenly fell apart, and the fluffy tulle curtains floated in front of my eyes, and the night sky was covered with a layer of tulle, like a dream.

Suddenly there was a figure in his line of sight.

Lu Qiao froze instantly.

The wine glass of the mobile phone fell to the ground, the glass shattered, the ice cubes inside scattered, and one piece fell to the feet, which was so cold that it was bone-chilling.

But she didn't dare to move, and she didn't dare to pull off the tulle on her face, because she was afraid that with a slight movement, the shadow would be frightened away.

Tears rolled down, two pieces of veil were wet, irregular shape, tightly attached to her cheeks, the wind blew over, and it was cold.

"Mr. Qi? Is that you..."

Through the veil, she tried hard to see the eyes of the man clearly, opened her mouth, her voice trembled out of shape.

Please, it must be you.

The tulle in front of him was suddenly lifted by someone.

It wasn't Qi Yu, it was the villain who had always appeared as a villain in the nightmares of the past few days.

Qi Qing showed her a mouthful of white teeth.

"Miss Lu, long time no see."

The shards of glass refracted blurred light under the cold moonlight, Lu Qiao took two steps back, and a small piece of glass scum accurately pierced into the sole of her foot.

His face was suddenly pale, but the piercing pain in the soles of his feet was no worse than Qi Qing's sinister smile at her, it was not fear, but anger.

Swelling up from her heart, it burned quickly, her limbs and bones were aching with anger, she wanted to kill Qi Qing.

I can't wait to crush him to ashes.

"You really made it hard for me to find you. I almost searched country C all over, but I didn't expect you to be hiding behind Huo Yan."

With his back to the moonlight, there was a faint blue light in Qi Qing's eyes, which was very strange.

At this moment, Lu Qiao inexplicably remembered a completely irrelevant matter.

Qi Qing seems to be of mixed blood. There are rumors that his father is from country C, and he is very well-known.

But rumors are just rumors after all.

For this news, the parties have never admitted in public.

At first, she just regarded him as an unfounded rumor, but now it seems that the rumors are not all false.

He has the obvious features of the Chinese people, but the eyes, she just discovered now, it turns out that Qi Qing's eyes are not black or dark brown like the Hua people, but blue eyes that are very similar to the C people.

However, the color is relatively dark, and when the blue reaches a certain level, it looks like black.

But under the moonlight, when there is light, it looks like a little blue, like a deep and dangerous sea.

Lu Qiao didn't know why she remembered this matter, looking into his eyes, unconsciously, the sea took her soul into it.

This night, it seemed that the sea was calm, but under the calm sea, there were actually dark waves constantly surging.