Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Li Jingshen couldn't listen to what Zhao Qian said, so he got up and opened a drawer, took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from it, ignored Zhao Qian's dissuasion, and forcibly lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

He hadn't smoked for a long time, and when he encountered the smell of smoke again, he suddenly coughed suddenly, and the cigarette was stained with blood.

The cigarette fell from his mouth to the ground, and the extinguished firework finally extinguished and turned into a layer of ash, which was branded on the clean floor.

Zhao Qian's voice came from the ear, Li Jingshen didn't listen to a word, watched Zhao Qian hurriedly go to get the medicine, took a glass of water and handed it over, Li Jingshen raised his hand, knocked the glass of water to the ground, He leaned on the armrest of the sofa, and stood up tremblingly with the strength in his hands. Both legs were trembling, and they were on the verge of falling, as if they would fall to the ground if they were lightly patted.

When Zhao Qian saw Li Jingshen like this, he would think of Shen Zhichu, who was also terminally ill, suffering stomach pain, and Shen Zhichu was even worse than Li Jingshen.

At least... Li Jingshen was not forced to kneel in the heavy rain, had a miscarriage, was not framed and humiliated...

Li Jingshen's current pain was not caused by anyone torturing him, but because of his imaginary expectations.

commit a sin.

Zhao Qian is Li Jingshen's assistant and a partner at work, and he can't leave Li Jingshen alone because of emotion and reason.

Seeing Li Jingshen swaying there, he walked over to support him: "Boss Li, where are you going?"

"I'm going to Bai's house, to Bai Qiujing, to Shen Zhichu..."

"So what if you find it?"

Li Jingshen suddenly couldn't answer, his head was too heavy, his eyes were sometimes black and sometimes white.

"President Li, have you ever thought that your treatment of Miss Shen stems from all kinds of dissatisfaction with the past?"

Yes, he just couldn't be reconciled, Li Jingshen met Zhao Qian's gaze, but didn't know how to speak.

It was the first time that Zhao Qian stared at him with such indifferent eyes, which puzzled him.

"What do you mean?"

Zhao Qian let go of Li Jingshen, put his hands vertically on his thighs, his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing, and his voice was slightly lowered: "You are just a loss of control over her, a possessive desire you are used to, and you say let Miss Shen go, but how can you let her go?" Let it go once? You always break your promise like this again and again, which makes Miss Shen keep you at a respectful distance. "

Zhao Qian decided that even at the risk of being fired, he would speak out what was in his heart.

Li Jingshen pressed Shen Zhichu so hard, Shen Zhichu didn't feel good, and he didn't feel good either. When will the mutual torture come to an end.

Sometimes Zhao Qian doesn't understand what Li Jingshen is thinking. He has worked with him for so many years, and it seems that he has never seen through this person.

He said it was for the good of Shen Zhichu, and wanted to see Bai Qiujing's choice, but he couldn't stand seeing the two of them really together.

Like a trapped animal in death, it utters its last useless whine.

Zhao Qian is also a person in his 30s. He is still single. He used to have some thoughts about relationships, but now he keeps them at a respectful distance, because after witnessing the relationship between Li Jingshen and Shen Zhichu, he is afraid.

He, a bystander, was afraid, but how could Shen Zhichu, who had suffered so much, not be afraid?

He is not cheap, and Shen Zhichu is not the kind of person who would eat grass of turning heads, let alone the grass of turning heads is covered with thorns, piercing his heart.

Otherwise, Zhao Qian figured it out why the authorities were confused by the bystanders, but Li Jingshen didn't. He needed someone to wake him up.

Others dare not, so they can only come to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian didn't dare to really scold, he just told the truth.

"President Li, in fact, you don't have to be Ms. Shen. Didn't you have a good time during the three years she left? Now that she comes back and you pester him, have you ever thought that it's just what you're used to with her?" Possessive, you may not love her that much."

This is the first time Zhao Qian said such words, Li Jingshen had a gloomy face, his breathing was cold, after a long time he said: "I love her... I know very well that I love her..."

"Mr. Li, please be sober, can you call it love?" Zhao Qian took two steps back, distanced himself from him, and said word by word, "Think about all the things you have done in the past, and force her to do what you can't do." The thing she likes, and now you have caused an accident to the person she likes, and you see her sad, sad, fearful, restless and crying, is this called love? Mr. Li, love is not possession but letting go and tolerance..."

Li Jingshen: "But they are not worthy!"

"You are the one who is the most unworthy. How long can you live with terminal lung cancer? If you really love Miss Shen, you should find someone who can take care of her for the rest of her life instead of driving everyone around her away one by one. , even if Ms. Shen forgives you and reconciles with you, so what? Can you accompany her to grow old? Have you ever thought about what she should do after you die? "

"I never thought that I could grow old with her..." Li Jingshen's eyes became hot, and his face was cold and uncomfortable.

He really likes to decide things on his own. Many people don't understand, even Zhao Qian, who has been following him, doesn't understand.