After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

Zhuo Yijing, please wake up quickly and go see your son and your daughter.Go see them... and see if they are doing well.how have you been? "

"In the future... treat them well. Don't let them be like us, lacking family affection since childhood. Our childhood is irreparable, but they still have a chance."

"You wake up, take good care of them, love them well, love them for me. Give them a complete home."

Sangzhi burst into tears.

"Zhuo Yijing, I hope you can forget me. Let's start over. Let me go, and let yourself go."

"Have you known for a long time that Fu Zhixiao is your father's child? Zhuo Yijing, it turns out that I am also Fu Ci's child and Fu Zhixiao's sister...

Fortunately, I am not Zhuo Yanlin's daughter.However, I am the culprit who killed your father. "

Sang Zhi sneered, holding it tightly in his hands.

"Zhuo Yijing, I thought about it. The only ones who have loved me unreservedly and treated me well all these years are Yixun and you.

Yi Xun and I have known each other for many years, and we ended up getting together naturally. It was natural for him to be nice to me.

But what about you.We just met each other, even strangers, but you fell in love with me at first sight?

You still love me so absurdly and uncontrollably?What's good about me, what's worthy of your love, what's worthy of your breaking up with your relatives and brothers at any cost? "

Sang Zhi stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, her voice hoarse.

"Maybe...because you're an idiot."

Sang Zhi couldn't help but froze when she heard the man's feeble voice. She raised her eyes and looked at Zhuo Yijing.

She stared at Zhuo Yijing, mist rising in her eyes, covering the man's chiseled profile.

The man frowned and slowly raised his hand to touch her eyes and wipe away the tears from her eyes.

But I found that I had no strength in my hands and could not lift it up.

He had no choice but to withdraw his hand.

"I heard it all."

Zhuo Yijing whispered, his voice hoarse.

"what?"

Sang Zhi looked at him, his eyes flashing slightly.

"you love Me."

Zhuo Yijin forced a smile.

"..."

Sang Zhi pursed her lips and frowned, "Are you awake early?"

"You said you love me." Zhuo Yijing repeated.

Sang Zhi's mouth twitched slightly: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'll call the doctor."

"You said you loved me."

Zhuo Yi looked at her calmly, his expression dark.

Sang Zhi was speechless and said with a smile, "You must be dreaming."

"I woke up before you came. I just wanted to hear what you had to say."

Zhuo Yijing pulled his lips, his voice was low and hoarse.

"You...shameless. You actually eavesdropped on me."

Sang Zhi coughed slightly, but his face was a little red.

"If you tell me, you are not eavesdropping, and you are not shameless."

Zhuo Yijing smiled, but as if he was involved in a wound, he coughed violently and frowned.

"What's wrong with you? Does it hurt? I'm going to call the doctor..."

Sang Zhi's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to run out.

Zhuo Yijin grabbed her wrist.

"do not go."

"I am fine."

Zhuo Yijin moved his lips and smiled, with dark and unclear emotions in his eyes.

"Come here, lie down here."

Zhuo Yijing tilted his head and motioned for her to lie on the empty seat next to his hospital bed.

Sang Zhi stood where he was, not moving.

"come over."

Zhuo Yijing's voice was calm and he looked at her quietly.

"If you don't come over, then I'll go find you?" Zhuo Yijing raised his eyebrows and said jokingly, "Sangzhi, take pity on me, huh?"

"..."

Sang Zhi felt helpless. She sighed, took off her sandals, and lay down next to him.

The hospital bed is not very big, so it would be very cramped for two people lying on it.

She deliberately lay outside for fear of touching his wound.

As a result, Zhuo Yijing directly pulled out the infusion tube and held her in his arms.

The two bodies were close to each other.

"..." Sang Zhi frowned.

"Zhuo Yijing, are you crazy?"

Sangzhi glared at him and gritted his teeth.

"How could you..."

"fine."

Zhuo Yijing chuckled and hugged her tighter, "Don't worry, you won't die."

"The fortune teller used to say that I was very lucky. I could live a long life."

"Return to your wife's prosperity."

Sangzhi: "..."

Zhuo Yi was in a good mood. He squinted his eyes and spoke in a calm voice. He came closer to her, placed his chin on her forehead, and kissed her gently.

"What did you touch? Skin care products? Kissed me..."

Zhuo Yijing smiled and put his arms around her waist.

"..."

Sang Zhi's mouth twitched fiercely.

"Stop hugging me. I'll put pressure on your wound and it won't heal."

"That's just right." Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly, his eyes deep and dark.

"Fight in blood."

He stared down at her eyes, leaned into her ear, and said with a chuckle, his voice was extremely excited.

Sang Zhi blushed deeply: "Zhuo Yijing...you pervert."

Zhuo Yijing reached out and touched her waist, with a calm expression: "I've lost weight."

Sangzhi: "..."

Sangzhi curled his lips, a little helpless.

"Zhuo Yijing..."

"Sangzhi."

Zhuo Yijing stared at her with clear eyes.

Sang Zhi looked at him quietly with calm eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Say you love me again, okay?"

Zhuo Yijing stared at her, his eyes deep and dark.

The emotion in his eyes was so hot.

Sang Zhi was in a daze, she pursed her lips and hesitated.

After a long time, when Zhuo Yi was feeling a little unsure of himself, Sang Zhi suddenly held his hand and stared directly into his eyes.

"I love you."

"I love you."

"Zhuo Yijing, I love you."

Zhuo Yijing's body tensed up, and he lowered his eyes to look at Sang Zhi in his arms, looking up and smiling An Ran, and a warm current surged into his heart.

"Silly?"

Seeing that he remained silent, Sang Zhi smiled and reached out to touch the bridge of his nose.

"No."

Zhuo Yijing smiled.

"I love you too."

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration. When he lowered his head to kiss her, his lips were so gentle as if they were treasures.

The moment his cool lips touched her.

Sangzhi felt his nervousness and caution.

After a long time, Zhuo Yijing let her go.

Sang Zhi's cheeks turned red and she didn't raise her eyes to look at him.

"Zhuo Yijing..." Sangzhi whispered his name.

Zhuo Yijin responded lightly, with a smile on his face.

"Ah."

"Don't... hurt yourself again."

Sang Zhi lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her voice was a little hoarse.

"Don't use such extreme methods..."

Zhuo Yijing's eyes darkened, and he sighed softly, "Okay."

"Elvis..." Zhuo Yijing seemed to have thought of something. He looked down at her and asked in a deep voice, "How is he?"

"There's nothing wrong with him. He's...not as seriously injured as you, and he's not as cruel as you."

Sangzhi laughed to himself.

Zhuo Yijing's body stiffened.

He coughed lightly.

"You...have already seen him? Have you... made it clear to him?" Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and asked in a low voice.

"You should make it clear, otherwise you won't come back to me and say a lot of confessions."

Zhuo Yi looks forward to climbing along the pole.

Sang Zhi pulled her lips and nodded stiffly: "...Well, I've already made everything clear to Yixun."

"It's my fault. Just blame it all on me."

Zhuo Yijin coughed lightly and whispered.

"I don't dare." Sang Zhi's eyebrows moved slightly and he said softly.

He clearly looked like he was right.

Sangzhi snorted softly.

"Zhuo Yijing, you have caused me and Yixun to separate now. If I just follow you, what will you do if you fall in love with someone else again in the future?"

Sang Zhi thought for a while and asked him deliberately.

Zhuo Yijing frowned and reached out to pinch her face.

"will not."

He spoke word by word, his eyes deep and firm.

See how serious and sincere he looked.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment, she actually didn't believe it.

"Why... are you so determined? People are fickle. I am not firm enough myself, so I... fell in love with you."

Sangzhi coughed lightly.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Yijing said again.

"do not know."

"...How dare you say no if you don't know? It seems like you will still...fall in love with someone else."

Sang Zhi's mouth twitched fiercely.

She hummed softly, looking indifferent, but feeling a little uncomfortable.

"I just fell in love with you because I thought you were stupid. I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet someone who is equally stupid again."

"..." Sang Zhi looked a little ugly and stared at him fiercely.

"you!"

Sang Zhi gritted his teeth angrily.

Zhuo Yijing smiled softly and reached out to touch her head.

"Stop teasing you."

Zhuo Yi smiled happily, lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "Isn't it clear what I said when we were at Fayuan Temple?"

"I haven't had a crush on anyone other than you in the past 29 years. If it were for you, I would probably cut off my hair and become a monk. I would practice directly at Fayuan Temple."

Zhuo Yijin teased.

"You might as well become a monk."

Sangzhi snorted softly.

"Then you also go and become a nun, and the two of us can become a pair of wild mandarin ducks in the temple. A romantic monk and a nun are also good. Anyway, lust and caution can't be avoided."

Zhuo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"..."

Sangzhi choked, and his face turned red and white.

"You are really shameless."

Zhuo Yijing laughed softly and touched her hair.

"Sangzhi, I'm sorry."

Zhuo Yijing whispered.

Sang Zhi was stunned for a moment and looked up at him, a little surprised.

She didn't understand why he suddenly apologized to her.

"If it hadn't been for me, you and Elvis would have been together. It was me who was despicable and tried my best. Or...if it hadn't been for me, you and Xie Fengyi would have been together."

Zhuo Yijing pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.

Sangzhi lowered his eyelids, shook his head, and whispered.

"How can I blame you?"

Sangzhi chuckled.

"The only one to blame is me. Not loving enough or firm enough."

Zhuo Yijing was silent for a while, his eyes darkened.

He reached out and hooked Sang Zhi's chin, his voice low.

"...Then you'd better love me firmly from now on."

"I can't guarantee that." Sang Zhi teased him deliberately, smiling softly.

"What if... I meet someone as shameless and strong as you again... Tsk."

Sang Zhi’s eyebrows are curved.

Zhuo Yijin's face suddenly turned dark.

He pinched her face and told her seriously.

"rest assured."

"Will not."

"Any woman who dares to covet me will only die."

Sang Zhi raised his eyebrows: "I'm so scared!"

Zhuo Yi stared at her longingly and watched her performance quietly.

She smiled and said, "If I change my mind, I won't die too, right?"

"No, I'll let you die in another way."

Zhuo Yijing thought about it for a while, his expression unchanged.

"What?" Sang Zhi was a little annoyed.

Zhuo Yijing coughed lightly and leaned into her ear.

"Dry."

"die."

"you."

"..."

Sang Zhi was so angry that he slapped him in the face.

"You! Shameless!"

Zhuo Yijin's smile never diminished.