Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Ji Qing chose to ignore him, stopping her motorcycle at a red light with her long legs propped up on one side.

The male car owners around lowered their car windows and looked at the slender beautiful legs wrapped in tight shorts.

Qin Heng hasn't seen her for twenty-one days.

When he saw her, he didn't even react when his fingers were burned by cigarettes. He just followed his instinct and opened the car door, not caring how dangerous he would be if he was on the main road at that moment and the green light was about to come on.

Qin Heng slammed the car door, strode forward, spread his long legs, and stepped directly into the back seat of Ji Qing's car.

Blocking Ji Qing's long legs.

"Go down!" Ji Qing shouted coldly.

Qin Heng didn't move at all.

"The light is green," he reminded her in a low voice.

The car that had been carrying him drove away from them.

There were honking sounds coming from behind, all from the cars lined up behind this motorcycle.

"You are crazy. You are trying to kill yourself on the street at night!"

"You can tell at a glance that he's not a serious person!"

Qin Heng had never been scolded like this on the street in his life.

But at this moment he seemed unable to hear, and his eyes were only on Ji Qing's profile.

Twenty-one days no see.

She lost weight.

Even with so many horns honking behind her urging her to drive away, she still had no intention of driving away.

He didn't urge him, just waited for him to get off the car.

But Qin Heng was determined to get in her car tonight. He saved his life and came back to see her. Today he was turned away and finally got to see her. Now even if a knife was put to his neck, he would not get out of the car.

"If you don't leave, the traffic police will come."

Ji Qing looked back at the convoy behind him, snorted coldly, released the brake and stepped on the accelerator.

Qin Hengxu clenched his fist and placed it against her waist. "I went abroad to do some business..."

There were few cars on the road ahead, so Ji Qing stopped the car and said expressionlessly, "You don't have to explain so much to me. I want to go back now. It's not on your way."

Qin Heng loosened his fingers and put his palm on her waist, "Why not on the way? I live near your house."

Ji Qing was about to use force to force him out of the car, but she smelled blood.

She was startled and looked down. Qin Heng was wearing a white shirt and his abdomen was covered in blood.

The blood red seemed to spread under her eyes.

She suddenly clenched her trembling fingers.

Qin Heng had just inhaled in pain, but now he said calmly, "Oh, the wound has opened again."

He pretended to get off the car and said, "If it's not on your way, I won't bother you anymore. I'll call a car to go to the hospital."

As he spoke, he was about to step out with his long legs.

"Do you dare to move?" Ji Qing's face was extremely cold.

……

The hot wind at the end of June was blowing in Qin Heng's face due to the high speed of the motorcycle, like a slap in the face.

The wound on his abdomen was a little painful, and looking at Ji Qing's cold profile, his heart also ached.

"Can I hold you? I'm afraid of falling."

The answer he got was Ji Qing’s increasingly gloomy expression.

Qin Heng translated it himself: It’s up to you.

Thinking of this, he did just that, hugging Ji Qing's slender waist tightly.

Ji Qing didn't throw him out of the car.

She took a shower in the gym, and her body smelled lightly of shower gel.

The smell is exactly the same as the shower gel that Qin Heng has been using for many years.

Qin Heng suddenly realized something, and the pain in his heart turned into sourness, and then suddenly turned into severe pain.

I couldn't help but hold my hands tighter.

"I'm the bastard this time. You can hit me or scold me, but don't ignore me."

Ji Qing ignored him and felt the warm blood seeping through her back. She pursed her red lips and ran through three red lights in a row.

The car stopped outside the hospital.

Ji Qing took off his helmet and said, "Get out of the car."

Ignore anything he says from beginning to end.

While the doctor was treating Qin Heng's wound, Ji Qing watched the whole time.

The bloody wounds were shocking.

"Has your wound been treated before, but has it split open again?" The doctor frowned and wiped the blood off his abdominal muscles.

Qin Heng's lips turned pale. "I went to a banquet and was bumped by a few kids. I dealt with it, but I didn't expect it to crack again."

There was no particularly important banquet in Nancheng tonight, and the only invitation in Ji Qing's hand was to Miss Su's coming-of-age ceremony.

Qin Heng probably went there as well.

He seldom attends these occasions, but he went tonight despite his injury. It was not difficult for Ji Qing to guess that he went there for her.

"Was it caused by a sharp weapon? It almost hurt your internal organs. You have to be more careful."

"I know."

From the moment Qin Heng came in until now, his eyes have always been on Ji Qing's face.

Before, when I was sitting on the motorcycle, I could only see her profile, but now I can see her face clearly.

It is true that she has a smelly face, and it is also true that she is beautiful.

"It doesn't hurt that much." Qin Heng's voice was hoarse.

Ji Qing had a blank expression on her face, and then asked the doctor: "Where can I pay?"

The nurse next to her said, “It’s right there.”

Ji Qing was about to leave when Qin Heng suddenly grabbed her wrist, tightly, as if embedding into her skin, "You are not leaving me here under the pretext of paying the money, are you?"

Ji Qing lowered her eyes and looked at him, "You think too much."

She grabbed Qin Heng's hand and walked in the direction the nurse pointed.

After Qin Heng's wound was bandaged again, he chased in the direction where Ji Qing had just left, but there was no trace of her at the toll booth.

Qin Heng's face was pale, his brows were frowned, and he pressed the wound on his abdomen tightly.

He stood alone in the busy emergency department, and his bloodless lips moved.

Qin Heng, you really deserve it.

After that, Qin Heng went to stake out downstairs of Ji’s building every day, but Ji Qing had never seen him.

The message he sent fell on deaf ears, with no response at all.

That weekend morning, he used the excuse of going to Ji's house to visit Grandma Ji.

"Qin Heng is back?" When Ji's father saw Qin Heng, he felt like he was seeing a relative and invited him into the house with a smile.

All the elders in the family were there, except Ji Qing and Ji Lin.

Qin Heng asked about Grandma Ji's health.

"Very good, Teacher Qin, you performed the operation very well and sewed the wound very well." Grandma Ji gave him a thumbs up.

Qin Heng smiled and said, "I also have some aesthetic sense."

The whole family was amused by him.

He pretended to ask casually, "Does Ji Qing work on weekends?"

"She's not at work yet. She's probably sleeping." Mother Ji said as she was about to ask the nanny to call Ji Qing down.

Qin Heng quickly stopped her, "No need, let her sleep a little longer."

"Teacher Qin, please stay for lunch."

This is what Qin Heng was waiting for. He said calmly, "Then I will be disrespectful to refuse."

About half an hour later, Ji Qing came down from upstairs.

It's not her usual home outfit, but she's wearing full makeup and beautiful clothes.

"Are you going out?" Grandma Ji asked, "Teacher Qin is here as a guest. Once a teacher, he is a father for life. You must respect him."

Ji Qing lifted her wavy hair and said, "I forgot to tell you yesterday that I have a dinner date, so I won't be eating at home. We have guests at home, so you can just entertain them."

After saying that, she left.

He didn't even look at Qin Heng the whole time.