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

Now only Zhao Qian is by Li Jingshen's side, responsible for his diet, daily life, and treatment.

It looks normal on the surface, but the lungs are actually rotten. Sometimes when he looks at the lungs on the film, he can't help wondering, can human lungs become so ugly?

Zhao Qian tried his best to conceal the matter of Shen Zhichu's wedding, but Li Jingshen still found out.

This person is like this, he talks about giving up, but he can't help but ask for news about her.

But fortunately, Li Jingshen didn't react on the surface, he should eat and drink, as if he didn't take it to heart.

Zhao Qian thought so too at first, thinking that he really let go.

It wasn't until Li Jingshen fainted from illness that he was still yelling Shen Zhichu's name in a daze, that Zhao Qian knew that he never let go for a moment.

"Shen Zhichu." When he was in pain, he called out this name, his voice full of grievance and crying.

After waking up, Li Jingshen seemed to have forgotten that he called "Shen Zhichu" by name.

Zhao Qian asked him: "President Li, have you not let go yet?"

"What are you talking about, I've put it down a long time ago." Li Jingshen just smiled lightly.

After Zhao Qian left, he seemed to have lost his soul, staring at the dead branches outside the window in a daze.

What you can’t get will never get it, and what you can’t get back will never come back. It was Shen Zhichu who taught him how to love and be loved, and also made him understand the truth that not all obsessions can be echoed.

Broken mirrors cannot be reunited, and not everything can be reconciled.

Zhao Qian often asked him "Does it hurt?"

Pain, not the lungs, but the heart.

The pain was violent, like being stabbed by a knife from the inside out, like being twisted tightly by a rope, and the chest was twitching like it was about to crack, or like being bitten by ants and insects and fell into the endless abyss.

In addition to the torment of illness, he also suffers from insomnia, which made him unable to sleep all night.

He couldn't help but slapped himself twice, the slapping sound was so loud in the silent night, the palms of his hands were numb, let alone his face, for a moment his face lost consciousness, so After a while, there was a tingling sensation, and my ears were buzzing.

"Pa—" Li Jingshen slapped himself again, as if he didn't feel any pain, he slapped and cursed at the same time.

"You deserve it! It was you who violated her feelings!"

Snapped--

"What right do you have to be in pain?"

Snapped--

"She doesn't want you anymore. What's the use of thinking so deeply about her? She's good enough for you."

Snapped--

Belated affection is worse than maggots in the gutter.

"She's married, she's married, she doesn't want me anymore." Li Jingshen rubbed the layer of clothes on his left chest and twisted them into a ball, crying and retching, unable to stop sobbing, the first time he couldn't breathe gas.

Shen Zhichu said that when they got the marriage certificate, he didn't have such a big reaction. He didn't understand that sentence until he saw her wedding.

One is different and two are wide, each life is happy, every year is safe, and every life is not seen.

He is not happy at all.

……

The day of Shen Zhichu's wedding is coming soon, and it has been trending on the headlines, and the major media are scrambling to report it, for fear that others will not know.

As soon as Li Jingshen turned on the phone, he saw the push message, his fingers trembling, but finally he didn't press it.

He wanted to see her, but he also knew that he was not qualified. Who was he to Shen Zhichu?

They are the most familiar strangers, the enemies who have been entangled for most of their lives, they are distant and close relationships in this world, ex-husband and ex-wife.

He knew very well how they got divorced. It was he who exchanged Shen Zhichu for Xia Mingyue's safety, and they divorced. He knew very well how much Shen Zhichu had suffered and tasted so much during this process. result.

He shouldn't bother her.

"Zhao Qian, I want to drink."

Zhao Qian tidied up his things quietly, without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't talk to him, Li Jingshen continued: "After all, today is her day of great joy."

"President Li, drinking alcohol now will put your life in danger, not to mention that there is no alcohol at home." Zhao Qian had expected this situation a long time ago, so he asked someone to take away all the wine on the wine rack very early. There was no wine, and even a bottle of alcohol could not be found.

The overhead light hit Li Jingshen's face like a layer of high light, his face was already sick, but now it was pale and frightening.

The current Li Jingshen is no longer good-looking. He has shaved his head and looks like a Buddhist monk from Hanyi Buddhism. He has a thin body, obvious orbital bones, and deep sunken eye sockets. There is no extra flesh on his body. Ribs can be clearly seen, as thin as a skeleton.

"It's meaningless for me to live like this." Relying on medicine to continue life.

"You have to live, don't you?"

Li Jingshen smiled bitterly: "Go out, I want to be alone for a while today."

Zhao Qian understood what he was thinking, and after a pause, he went out anyway, leaving him alone.

After Zhao Qian left, Li Jingshen took off the oxygen tank on his face, and walked to the computer. He walked staggeringly for a short distance, sat on the chair and gasped for breath.

He turned on the computer and searched for Shen Zhichu's name. As soon as the name was typed, the wedding scene between her and Bai Qiujing popped up.

Someone was secretly recording a video, and he searched a few links before turning to a secretly recorded live broadcast. The picture was a little shaky and blurry, but he still recognized Shen Zhichu at a glance.

Red really suits Shen Zhichu better, she is dazzlingly beautiful in a red dowry.

He looked at the overwhelming red at the wedding scene, and suddenly remembered what Shen Zhichu said that day.

"Li Jingshen, you have never tried to understand me."

It turned out that Shen Zhichu had always liked this kind of wedding. The wedding dress placed next to the sofa was so eye-catching, it seemed out of place.

Perhaps, Shen Zhichu didn't like the wedding dress he prepared, but just didn't like him.

The video continued to play on the computer, and there was a bullet screen of blessings on the lower side. Li Jingshen saw a bullet screen slide over with sharp eyes.

"These two are really talented and beautiful."

Li Jingshen involuntarily raised the corners of his lips, the corners of his mouth rose, and the smile hung on his lips, very faint, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

Someone once praised him and Shen Zhichu as a beautiful couple.

Shen Zhichu was afraid of the sudden noise, she subconsciously covered her ears when the fireworks shot out, and Bai Qiujing beside her hugged her into her arms and covered her ears with her hands.

Under the witness of everyone, the two swore oaths, exchanged rings, drank a cup of wine, and called their parents to take the red envelopes. From then on, Shen Zhichu was no longer alone. She had a family who really loved her. Someone hugs you when you are sick, someone feeds you sugar when you are suffering, and you will be safe and happy for the rest of your life.

The white light on the computer screen shone on Li Jingshenfa's face,

Li Jingshen couldn't watch the live broadcast of the wedding from beginning to end.He kept staring at the computer screen, and didn't close his eyes until his eyes were dry. His eyes were cloudy, until Shen Zhichu's face appeared on the screen, and his eyes briefly burst into light.

After a while, he lowered his head to look at the ring on his finger. The elegant ring shone faintly under the light.

Zhao Qian went downstairs and asked the chef to cook, all of which were light meals suitable for patients.

Li Jingshen was born in City J, where people generally have a light taste and pay attention to the delicacy of dishes.

The dishes made by the chef are suitable for patients and also suit Li Jingshen's taste, but Li Jingshen just can't take a few mouthfuls, and feels more and more tasteless.

Li Jingshen looked at the food served by Zhao Qian, and he remembered the dishes made by Shen Zhichu. She used to cook a table full every night, which was much better than these, and she cooked them in different ways every day. From taste to presentation.

Even though it has been so long, he has traveled to countless places, ate every day, went to various restaurants and tasted thousands of flavors, but there is still no one flavor that compares to Shen Zhichu's, and he was really happy at that time.

When Shen Zhichu fell in love with him, she gave up her favorite dishes and learned to cook light dishes suitable for the people of J City.

Now he is used to light food, and suddenly wants to try those dishes that Shen Zhichu likes.

"I want something spicy, but it doesn't taste good in my mouth."

Zhao Qian put the dishes on the plate one by one on the table, and finally handed the chopsticks to Li Jingshen silently: "I think you want to die again."

Li Jingshen took the chopsticks, picked up a chopsticks of vegetables and ate them, chewed a couple of mouthfuls and said, "It's tasteless, it's bitter."