Now, little cane

In the evening, after dinner, Yanhe went downstairs to throw out the trash.

Qi Ling said on the side: "Why do you feel that your cleanliness becomes more serious during the holiday?"

Yan He stretched his waist: "Isn't there nothing to do every day?"

Qi Ling curled up on the sofa with her pillow in her arms.

"No matter, tired, you go, I won't go."

Yan He: "Okay, okay."

Yan He took the trash, closed the door, and went out.Qiling waited for a few minutes, but no one came back.

I ran to the bedroom and opened Yanhe's bedside table. The things in it were the same as yesterday's. Maybe the placement was a little different. I stuffed them back and opened the lower one.

Nothing has changed.

Could it be that you are really overthinking?

Most of the month has passed.It's normal.

Seeing the jeans that Yan He took off today, Qi Ling touched his trouser bag as usual.

He took out a palm-sized box.

Open it, it's a necklace.

Qi Ling was silent.

You can tell at a glance that Yan He didn't choose it.

After looking at it for a few more seconds, he stuffed it back into its original position, so that it was neatly placed and it could not be seen that it had been moved.

Go out and sit on the sofa, my mind is a little messed up.

When Yan He came back, he saw Qi Ling was still watching variety shows on the sofa.

Yan He: "You really like this show."

Qi Ling's voice was low: "Isn't there nothing to see?"

Yan He sat down and asked, "Do you want to eat grapes or an apple?"

Qi Ling glanced at Yan He and said, "Whatever."

Yan He washed the bunches of grapes.

I tasted one myself: "The one I bought today is very good."

Qiling glanced at Yanhe, and asked casually: "Today...You Suxi just picked a watch?"

Yan He brought out the grapes, stuffed one into Qi Ling's mouth, and put the fruit plate on the tea table.

Yan He: "Yeah, you too, and you still urged her to buy something Yun Chen didn't like."

Qi Ling: "I think my suggestion suits her well!"

Yan He shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, and bought Yousushi a necklace as a birthday present."

I thought of adding another sentence.

Qi Ling was stunned, and asked, "What kind, show me."

Yan He was funny: "She picked it, and let her take it away on the spot. You know, I can't pick these."

After a long while, Yan He looked back at Qi Ling: "Why don't you talk anymore?"

Qi Ling forced a smile: "What are you talking about, prodigal?"

Yan He turned to watch TV, Qi Ling's smile fell again.

Yan He: "But it's nice to see her."

Qi Ling's eyes darkened: "Women like jewelry."

Yan He shrugged: "I don't really understand."

After a while, Qi Ling only said: "Oh."

In the next few days, the small box was quietly placed in the second drawer of Yanhe's bedside table.

Very inconspicuous corner.

Nothing has changed inside.

On the third day, Qi Ling deliberately moved it.

Yan He didn't notice at all.

The things haven't been moved back to the original place, and Yanhe hasn't checked them.

A whole month passed quickly.

Qi Ling asked: "Qi Shu's prenatal check-up tomorrow, do you want to send her there?"

Yan He: "Go."

Qi Ling paused for a moment as she pulled her clothes away.

Turning back and smiling: "Okay, I'll tell her."

Yanhe nodded.

Before going to bed at night, Qi Ling rubbed her head against Yan He's chest, and Yan He was itchy.

Pushed his head: "I want to laugh."

Qi Ling: "Then just laugh."

Yan He: "The hair makes me uncomfortable."

Qi Ling spoke quickly: "Then how can you bear Wu Yixing's long hair?"

Yanhe fell silent for a moment.

Qi Ling also knew that the question was wrong, so she kept silent.

Yan He opened his mouth and said slowly: "I have nothing to do with her. At first, she couldn't cure the disease, but after getting better... I still resisted a little."

Qi Ling opened her mouth and asked softly: "Then you, I..."

Yan He touched his hair, it was rough and a little prickly, and smiled: "I thought you were very happy."

Qi Ling: "What are you happy about?"

Yan He: "I'm glad you're the only one dominating me?"

Qi Ling didn't speak, and kissed the skin of Yan He's chest from the side.

If... maybe he would be really happy.

But now it's all about guilt, fear and panic.

Yan He: "What's wrong?"

Qi Ling: "Nothing."

After a while, Qi Ling suddenly said: "I love you."

Yan He was dazed, pulled him up and hugged him, and replied, "Me too."

Qi Ling frowned impatiently.

Qi Ling: "Don't make me sad."

Yan He didn't know what to say.

Qi Ling didn't care about him, and said in a low voice, "I will, very sad."

After speaking, kiss Yanhe's lips.

He doesn't need to answer.

When Yan He got up the next day, Qi Ling had already gone to work, called Qi Shu, washed up in a daze, and drove out.

Qi Ling saw him drive out at the door and hurried home.

No shoes were changed.

Open the drawer.

The necklace box is gone.

Qi Ling couldn't help taking a step back.

Sigh and hold your forehead.

Sitting absent-mindedly in the living room for about ten minutes.

Yu Quan called, Yu Quan: "Darling, you're almost half an hour late."

Qi Ling's voice was cold: "I know."

Yu Quan heard that it was wrong, and asked, "What happened to you?"

Qi Ling: "I don't know yet, but it will be soon."

Yu Quan smirked: "The backyard is on fire?"

Qi Ling: "Maybe."

Yu Quan: "Pfft, cough cough cough..."

Spit out all the coffee in one sip.

After a while, Yu Quan said, "Brother, don't be joking."

Qi Ling: "Who the hell is kidding you."

Yu Quan: ...

Qi Ling hung up, not wanting to say a word.

Take a deep breath, lift your spirits, no matter what it is, just look at it.

This suspiciousness should also be cured.

Yan He sent Qi Shu to the door, before Qi Shu left, she asked, "Do you still want to see Zhimei?"

Yan He: "Go to the ward to see, if she is here, say a few words, and if she is not, then see her father."

Qi Shu hesitated to speak.

Yan He pushed Qi Shu: "Go, I'll be back in a while."

Qi Shu: "Oh."

Reluctantly, he still didn't say anything.

Yan He went to the inpatient department, but Zhimei was not there. Her mother said that people would come later, so Yan He took advantage of the opportunity to chat with them.

Qi Ling took a few glances outside.

Everything is too normal to see anything.

A school teacher?

Hospitalized to visit?

There's nothing wrong with that either.

Qi Ling stood at the corner of the corridor, where Yan He would not pass by, waiting for someone to come out.

After a while, a woman came.

It's so beautiful, Qi Ling couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Well, his nasty temperament.

And with a bit of deja vu.

The woman seemed to notice that he was looking up, and Qi Ling looked away in embarrassment.

Just two seconds, and then turn around, the person is gone.

Qi Ling frowned.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on the door of the ward that Yan He entered.

Wait... wait and see?

Qi Ling's heart sank.

The door opened again, and Qi Ling took a few steps to the side.

But seeing Yanhe and the woman walking out together, talking and laughing.

The expression on Qi Ling's face disappeared.

Following the two of them all the way down, Yan He and the woman chose a secluded place to talk.

The trees covered their seals, Qi Ling saw Yan He took out the box and handed it to the woman.

I can't help but close my eyes.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

After a while, Qi Ling straightened her back and walked towards them.

So, what is it this time?

Who is it?

Qi Ling panicked and gritted her teeth.

Yan He said: "It's nothing, I'll follow Qi Shu to take a look when she comes, it's not..."

Zhimei looked behind him.

Yan He continued: "I came here specially."

With a flustered face, Zhimei took a step back.

Only then did Yan He realize that something was wrong.

Looking back, Qi Ling stood five steps away with a blank expression on his face, his gaze condensed.

Not a word.

None of the three spoke, and it was very quiet.

Qi Ling walked forward step by step, and smiled: "Tell me, who is this?"

The smile is fake.

Zhimei brushed her ears and hair, her outline was highlighted, she bit her lip.

Qi Ling's footsteps stopped.

As if time has never passed, nothing has changed.

It was still that winter.

Coldness soaked into the limbs and bones.

Qi Ling called out that name in disbelief:

"Zhimei???"

As his voice fell, Zhimei took another step back, Qiling couldn't help but want to look ahead, Zhimei suddenly panicked: "Don't come here!"

The voice is still the same.

Qi Ling turned her head to look at Yan He, but nothing could be seen on Yan He's face.

Qi Ling's mind was in a mess.

humming.

Qi Ling: "Is the necklace for her?"

Yan He accepted his fate and said in a low voice, "Yes."

The scene in front of Qi Ling's eyes was blurred for a moment.

Qiangzi stood concentrating for two or three seconds, collected himself, turned around and walked away quickly.

Zhimei was surprised: "He..."

Yan Hejing: "Go up first, I'll tell him."

Zhimei: "He, he..."

Yan He: "Don't worry."

Zhimei watched Yan He abandon herself and chase after Qi Ling.

Her fingertips trembled slightly.

Finally, the blocking voice was stopped.

She had nothing to stop her.

Yan He wandered around the garden for a while, sweating a lot, and found Qi Ling in the corner.

Qi Ling sat on the bench, holding her head in her hands, unable to see her expression.

Yan He approached slowly, and called out in a low voice: "Qi Ling..."

Qi Ling closed her eyes.

Yan He stood in front of him, not knowing where to start.

The two have nothing to say.

Qi Ling raised her head, the corners of her eyes were red, she didn't know if it was from anger or discomfort.

Qi Ling was quiet: "Why did you hide it from me?"

Yan He: "You don't want to know."

Qi Ling sighed, rubbed her forehead, muttered her lips a few times, and forced herself to speak hoarsely:

"Yanhe, tell the truth, did you come back because of me or because of her?"

Yan He was stung by these words for a moment, and was terribly ruthless.

Suppress your emotions: "What do you mean by that?"

Qi Ling smiled: "You don't know what I mean?"

Sour and astringent.

Yan He took a deep breath: "I don't know."

Qi Ling roared: "Then why are you hiding it from me?

"It was okay before, what does it mean now?

"Clothes, skirts, jewelry, why didn't you give her?

"In the past, you can say that you met by chance. Her father has cancer. Please do me a favor. You are kind. Now, do you think I am stupid?

"Did you think I couldn't see that she liked you before?"

Yanhe couldn't help trembling.

After a while, he asked word by word: "What about you, have you told me everything?"

Qi Ling: "What do you mean?"

Yan He took a step closer and said: "I know what you want to say, she is not the reason for me to leave, nor is it the reason for me to break up with you before, nor will it be in the future."

Fright seized Qi Ling for an instant, and he was speechless.

Yan He: "I've been waiting for you to speak for a long time, but you haven't told me until now.

"Didn't tell me that the injury on your back was caused by your father.

"Didn't tell me that the gunshot wound on your right shoulder was a misfire.

"So I just..."

Yan He couldn't continue, and turned his head.

Qi Ling opened her eyes wide: "What else do you know?"

Yan He looked directly at Qi Ling: "They sent you for treatment, other than that...do you have anything else to hide from me?"

Qi Ling's expression relaxed.

Yan He felt extremely uncomfortable.

Turn away.

Qi Ling didn't know whether to chase her or not.

The author has something to say: Noisy, don’t get up~

Tomorrow, I will enter the second piece of memory fragments, everyone~ I have something to do again tonight, so I moved ahead of time