Let go of the past

Li Ziqing was awakened by the direct light coming in at noon, and after Ji Bing vented his anger on him with punitive sexual love, he withdrew from his body and got out of bed to take a shower.Li Ziqing lay groggy on the bed, feeling numb all over his body, his remaining consciousness, together with his distressed heart, was involved in falling into the abyss, it felt as if his whole body was slowly dying.

On the eve before his consciousness was completely stripped from his brain, he vaguely heard the sound of the door closing outside, and he couldn't even feel whether Ji Bing had returned to the bedroom again, even under the guise of taking his clothes, he at least took a look at him.

Like a worn-out toy, he was ruthlessly discarded to a dark corner, quietly waiting for the ensuing scrapping.

After waking up again, it was only three or four hours later, but Li Ziqing felt as if he had passed away. For a moment, he even suspected that Ji Bing had never come back, and that the unilateral forced sex full of insults was actually his own. Just a nightmare.

It wasn't until the pain and stickiness in the lower body that couldn't be ignored surged up that Li Ziqing suddenly couldn't bear it and stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. After a while, he let out a thin choked sob from his throat. It turned out that all this was actually true.

But why, Ji Bing?

Why such heart-piercing pain was given to me by you.

Li Ziqing stared at the ceiling for a long time, then gasped and sat up from the bed, the pain in his stomach pulled, and with his movements, he began to vaguely come back.Li Ziqing sat on the edge of the bed for a while, sweat dripped from his forehead again, he gritted his teeth and stood up, walking slowly towards the door with weak legs.

The study room is just across from the bedroom, it's clearly a few steps away, but at this moment it seems to be far away from heaven and earth. When he covered his stomach with one hand and supported the wall with the other and moved to the bookcase, his whole body was close to collapse.

Although the grid on the top floor is a bit high, fortunately, there are two big men who occupy the advantage of height living in the house.Ji Bing will not talk about it, he is a noble young master, and others have always brought tea and water, so there is no reason to go to get the medicine box by himself.As for Li Ziqing's height of nearly 1.8 meters, he can easily take it off with just a lift of his arm on weekdays.

However, at this moment, this task is particularly difficult. As long as Li Ziqing raised his head, he would be overwhelmed by overwhelming dizziness. He tried several times before he could barely open the cabinet door, but he was shocked to find that it was empty and completely empty. There was no sign of the medicine box.

Li Ziqing rubbed his temples and took two small steps back, hitting the desk behind him, causing slight shaking and strange noises.He turned his head and saw an open medicine box on the desk. The usual stomach medicine was taken out and placed on top. Next to it was a pure black electric kettle and an upside-down glass.

Li Ziqing stared at it for a while, only took the stomach medicine in his hand, ignored other things, turned and left the study.

He walked to the coffee table in the living room, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the mobile phone on it, so he didn't care about taking the medicine, but picked up the mobile phone and pressed it to open it. As expected, he saw a screen full of missed calls and unread messages.

There were three from Bai Lisheng, and two from colleagues in the company. The rest were unknown numbers, and the last one was the one he had to call back right now.

Li Ziqing tapped the screen twice with his finger, and dialed back the number. The bell rang three or four times and was picked up. The gentle and friendly voice of the other party seemed like a warm current, filling Li Ziqing's heart in an instant.

"Ziqing, are you busy?"

"Uncle Li," Li Ziqing tried his best to sound normal, "I'm not busy, it's the weekend, so I just woke up."

"It's good for young people to sleep in. Unlike me, when I get older, I sleep less, and I can't sleep in even if I want to."

Li Ziqing smiled, his expression showed the pure joy from the heart of the younger generation seeing the elder, he said with a smile: "Uncle Li is old, you can live to be a hundred years old."

The other party laughed, and said that Ziqing was still so sweet, but suddenly changed the subject and sighed, Li Ziqing's heart sank, and then he heard the other party say: "Ziqing, if you are free today, come and see Look at Uncle Li. When was the last time we met, I almost can't remember the old fool, uncle misses you a little bit."

The smile on Li Ziqing's face faded, and he asked worriedly but not sure: "Uncle Li, are you sick?"

"Don't worry." The other party immediately heard Li Ziqing's worry, and said with a hearty smile: "The old man is sick, and he is being taken care of in the hospital. Usually he is too busy to take care of you, and now he just has time."

Li Ziqing hurriedly nodded and agreed, "Okay, then I'll meet you in the afternoon."

"Okay, but this hospital may not be easy for you to find. I'll ask someone to pick you up."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble, Uncle Li, then I'll see you in the afternoon."

Li Ziqing hung up the phone, stared blankly at the phone screen that was gradually blacking out for a while, then stood up again after a while, and went to the kitchen to fetch water and take medicine.

After the stomach pain eased a little, Li Ziqing went to the bathroom to take a shower. There was still someone's belongings on the unspeakable parts of his body. He stood under the shower with one hand propped on the wall, and stretched his hand into the back of the shower. After cleaning it, he seemed to be exhausted again. He lowered his head to look at the texture of the marble tiles on the floor, and took a few breaths.

Li Ziqing tidied up and looked at his face in the mirror. He was as white as a ghost, and his cheeks were frighteningly thin. He hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hands and patted his face a few times in a row, and waited until The face in the mirror finally turned slightly fake rosy, and Li Ziqing smiled at his own shadow.

When Li Ziqing got out of the elevator, an unfamiliar number called in. He looked at it and vaguely remembered that it was the mobile phone number sent by Uncle Li, so he swiped his finger to connect.

The other party also seemed to be a young man, with a warm and pleasant voice, which made people enjoy listening to it.

"Hello, Mr. Li? I'll be there in about ten minutes, please wait a moment at the intersection of the community."

"Thank you." Li Ziqing replied politely, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome." The other party chuckled, reported a series of license plate numbers, and then said, "Then I'll hang up first, see you later."

Li Ziqing stood in the shade of a tree at the intersection, bowed his head and replied to Bai Lisheng's WeChat. The other party sent an unclear message in the morning, asking him bluntly: Is Ji Bing back?

Bradson style as always.

Li Ziqing's fingers were a little stiff from the cold wind in S city in March, he hesitated for a moment, and then replied: You ask him yourself.

Two sirens suddenly sounded in his ears. Li Ziqing put away his phone and looked up. A silver-gray BMW 740 was parked a few steps away, and the owner was smiling at him through the front window.

Li Ziqing approached, and the other person lowered the window of the co-pilot, and leaned over to look at him. This person has exquisite and handsome features, and his clothes and temperament are good. His eyes are curved and his eyes are curved, which somehow gives people a sense of intimacy. .

"Get in the car first." He said with a smile, "It's a bit windy outside."

Li Ziqing sat in the co-pilot and said politely: "Thank you."

At this moment, his consciousness was erratic, his thinking was stagnant, and he was feeling unspeakably uncomfortable. The other party noticed that his complexion was not good, so he didn't have much to say. You can close your eyes and rest for a while, and I will call you when I arrive."

"No need." Li Ziqing smiled back: "It's always impolite to sleep in someone else's car."

After driving the car for more than ten minutes, Li Ziqing turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window. The high-rise city of S always reminds people of the indifference and ruthlessness of reinforced concrete. In fact, these dead things, how can there be living people? Tricky and cruel.

The coldness of dead things is exposed, but human emotions are ever-changing. You will never guess what is going on in your heart with your lover who has been with you for several years, the person who forced you to give your heart to him when you were a teenager?What did the other party do when they carried you behind their backs?

Half an hour later, the car turned into a secluded asphalt road planted with tall sycamores on both sides, turned around again at the end, and slowly drove into a gilded iron gate with black background.

This is a relatively secretive private hospital. The patients are generally rich or expensive. The architectural style of the French villa, the emerald green ivy climbs on the milky white exterior wall, and the colors are fresh and bright. At first glance, it seems that it is not a family welcoming birth, old age, sickness and death. Hospital.

Li Ziqing followed the young man up to the second floor. The corridor was very quiet. Occasionally, the voice of a lady nurse could be heard from which room. The two stood still in front of one of the ward doors. The young man knocked on the door twice. Uncle's voice echoed: "Come in."

The door of the ward was pushed open, and Uncle Li, who was still in good spirits, was standing in front of the window wearing a hospital gown, with joy in his eyes, seeing Li Ziqing coming in behind, he was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "I lost weight. "

Li Ziqing smiled without any change, and replied: "No, you read it wrong."

Uncle Li's face darkened, obviously he didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything, his eyes turned to the young man, a bright smile appeared on his face again, and he said to him: "Mr. Gu, I will trouble you this time."

"No trouble." The young man said with a light smile, "You were the one who took care of me before, so you have to let me contribute."

Uncle Li laughed twice, walked to the sofa and sat down, beckoning to the two of them, "Come and sit down, I'll make you a pot of tea."

"Let me do it." The young man stretched out his hand and gently pushed Li Ziqing, motioning for him to sit down, then turned around and went to the cabinet to get the kettle, and said as he walked, "There is no reason to ask the patient to work."

When the young man left the ward, Li Ziqing looked away from the door and asked in surprise, "Who is this?"

Uncle Li was also taken aback, "You didn't introduce yourself on the way here?"

Li Ziqing shook his head, Uncle Li sighed and said something about your child, and then introduced him gently: "He is Mrs. Huang's child, his name is Gu Xien, and he is currently in charge of a subsidiary company in S City." Uncle Li said Then, he reached out and rubbed Li Ziqing's hair, his face was full of love and sigh: "Ziqing, my body is getting worse day by day, and I can't control you for the rest of my life. If you have difficulties in the future, you can ask him for help."