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

After Qin Heng used a napkin to wipe the corners of Ji Qing's mouth, he did not rush to put her back on the bed, but asked the nanny to bring a basin of warm water.

He squeezed the towel dry and wiped the palms, backs of her hands, forehead, and neck.

He asked in a low voice: "Can I wipe other places for you?"

It's nothing more than those places where physical cooling is done.

For example, the groin.

Ji Qing spoke only now, her voice dry and hoarse, "My mother and aunt wiped it for me."

Qin Heng still didn't want to let her lie back on the bed. "It's not good for your health to lie down right after eating."

The two of them sat there quietly. Ji Qing didn't chase him away, and he didn't ask her to lie down and rest.

During this time, Qin Heng clenched his fists and coughed a few times.

Ji Qing, who was leaning against his chest, could feel the vibration in her chest and hear his cough. With both her sense of touch and hearing working together, she couldn't help but clench her fingers.

"Go back."

"I am fine."

As a result, the more Qin Heng suppressed his cough, the more violent his cough became.

It is said that there are three things in the world that cannot be hidden.

Cough, poverty, and liking someone.

There is only one thing Qin Heng doesn't need to hide.

The more he coughed, the more his chest vibrated.

Ji Qing wanted to sit up, but just as she was about to leave his arms, Qin Heng clenched his fist with one hand to suppress his cough, and wrapped his other hand around her slender waist, holding her firmly in his arms.

His forehead rested against the crook of her neck.

He coughed and said, "I'll cough for a while, and I'll be fine. Don't chase me away."

Ji Qing felt a sore nose and suddenly looked away.

After a while, Qin Heng stopped coughing. His long eyelashes were stained with physiological tears. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Ji Qing's profile who was close to him, his breath slightly heavy.

His eyes fell on her blue eyelids.

Although I am reluctant, I still want her to have more rest.

Qin Heng gently laid her down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and resisted the urge to kiss her. He whispered, "Have a good sleep."

When he reached the door, Ji Qing suddenly asked him, "Why did you come again?"

Qin Heng paused.

The light from the corridor fell on him, extending his shadow to Ji Qing's bed.

He said in a low and slow voice, "I can't let it go."

Qin Heng left Ji's house and got into a black car.

As soon as the door closed, Huo Mingzheng saw that he didn't look very well, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Qin Heng shook his head, his eyes falling on the window on the second floor of the Ji family villa, "I don't need to go to the hospital."

Huo Mingzheng took a deep breath, a sign of being speechless, "Ji Qing's room?"

"No," Qin Heng retracted his gaze, "It's her bed."

Huo Mingzheng: "...You really have wasted your reputation as a cold and abstinent doctor."

"Don't talk about the second brother, eldest brother."

……

The day Yang Ling and Yang Xun got married.

The makeup artist is touching up Yang Ling's makeup, and the main part of the wedding will begin soon.

Yang Ling saw Ji Qing sitting on the sofa through the mirror.

Although Ji Qing was still radiant, Yang Ling knew that she had just recovered from a serious illness.

When she went to visit her at Ji's house before, she was shocked by her condition.

"I just saw Qin Heng, he has lost a lot of weight. What happened to you guys?"

She thought that by deliberately exaggerating the relationship between Ji Qing and her senior last time to stimulate Qin Heng, it would speed up the progress of their relationship.

Who would have thought that the progress was accelerated.

But it accelerated the process of their separation.

Ji Qing stood up and walked behind her, put her hands on her shoulders, and smiled at her in the mirror, "Don't think about other things when you become a bride."

At the beginning of the wedding, photos of Yang Ling and Yang Xun were played on the screen in the venue.

The photos were arranged by Yang Xun. He put a lot of thought into finding many photos from his student days.

Although there are few photos of the two of them alone, Yang Xun tried his best to find photos of them both appearing in the photo.

When one of the photos appeared on the screen, the old classmates and high school teachers in the audience were stunned.

Under the blue sky after the rain, a rainbow spans the sky.

Two pairs of boys and girls on the rooftop smiled at the camera.

In the enlarged photo, the man and woman squeezed in the middle look particularly outstanding. The boy is gentle and calm, while the girl is nonchalant, with a few strands of hair draped over the boy's shoulders.

Maybe it was the sunset that day that couldn't be captured by the camera, which made the boys and girls' faces look a little red.

Aren’t the four people in the photo the bride and groom and the best men and bridesmaids on the stage?

As the old classmates exclaimed, the other audience members in the audience also recognized the best man and bridesmaid and started applauding spontaneously.

Sui Xing hid in the corner, wiping away tears quietly.

This is the youth of their young master.

Destroyed by that vicious woman.

After the ceremony, Yang Xun suggested that the photographer take a photo of the four of them.

When the photographer was about to press the shutter, "Okay, look over here and smile~"

Yang Xun and Yang Ling suddenly exchanged glances, and as if they had discussed it beforehand, they ran from the middle to both sides, and at the same time, they pushed Ji Qing and Qin Heng to the middle!

Ji Qing, who was wearing high heels, did not expect Yang Ling to suddenly change her position. After being pushed by her, her body, which had not fully recovered yet, felt weak on her feet and she fell to the side.

Qin Heng quickly grabbed her waist and lowered his eyes, his eyes full of her.

Yang Xun and Yang Ling stood on both sides and made a victory gesture to the camera.

The photographer's voice came from the other side: "Great! This photo is so beautiful!"

Yang Ling lifted her skirt and trotted over, "Master, let me see."

The photographer brought up the photo. Yang Ling covered her mouth with both hands and exclaimed, "This is simply a photo of life!"

in case……

But she couldn't help thinking about it and feeling regretful.

How nice it would be if the protagonists of today’s wedding were Qin Heng and Ji Qing.

……

After spring came to the south city, the temperature gradually rose.

Ji Qing's body had recovered long ago.

Now that Ji Lin has gradually gotten the hang of all the company's affairs, she suddenly wants to relax and take a long vacation.

On a sunny afternoon, she stood at the top of the canyon with bungee jumping equipment tied around her waist.

Looking down, the green to blue water surface is beautiful and desirable, like a bottomless abyss.

Ji Qing pulled up her helmet, and although she had jumped many times, she still walked to the edge under the guidance of professionals.

Just as she was about to let go, a warm hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The familiar touch startled her and she turned back.

Qin Heng, fully armed, appeared in front of her. He raised the hand that was holding her wrist, passed through her fingers, and interlocked theirs.

Only then did she feel that there was something extra between their palms.

It was the jadeite he wanted to give her when he was eighteen.

He looked up at Ji Qing and said firmly, "I am afraid of heights. I used to be scared to death. I swore that even if there was a knife on my neck, I would not play this kind of extreme sport. But between being afraid of death and losing you, I choose to jump with you."