About the ex-boyfriend who came back from the dead

After taking the sedative, Mu Zhilan's mood became much more stable. She stopped arguing about digging out her eyes, but obediently hugged Ji Qingfeng's clothes to sleep.Jiang Zhiqiu was afraid that something would happen to him, so he sent several bodyguards to watch over Mu Zhilan.But Mu Zhilan performed well, and Jiang Zhiqiu stopped letting so many people stare at him.In my impression, Mu Zhilan can be quiet for a long time every time he makes a fuss.

After coaxing his younger brother to finish eating fried rice with eggs, Jiang Zhiqiu still had work to do, leaving only one bodyguard to watch over Mu Zhilan.

Mu Zhilan didn't watch Ji Qingfeng's live broadcast while living in the hospital for the past few days, so she turned on her iPad to listen to the replay when she was free.Ji Qingfeng was the best medicine for him. Mu Zhilan fell asleep with his eyes closed after listening for a while.

And the person he cared about was standing on the cemetery next to the Pao Zhan Factory.Ji Qingfeng just paid the man in the suit, and the cemetery will be his from now on.Ji Qingfeng stood in the loess flying sand all over the sky, thinking about the recent things.

I met with Jiang Zhiqiu that day, and I had a good impression. He was good-looking, rich and well-mannered, but he was not the one he wanted.Ji Qingfeng finally figured it out, maybe he will never be able to fall in love with anyone other than Mu Zhilan in this life, if that is the case, then he will continue to look for it.No matter whether Mu Zhilan is dead or alive, he will be his widow for the rest of his life in his heart.

It was getting late, and Ji Qingfeng had to rush home to broadcast live.

It was already dark when we drove to the city. It had just rained, and the afterimages of street lights were piled up on the ground.Suddenly, he wanted to go out and get in the rain.Before there was enough time, Ji Qingfeng parked the car and picked up his mobile phone, but suddenly he didn't know where he should go.

In a big city, it's time to get off work.The road was slippery but full of cars heading home.Few people would stop at this moment like him and let the rain fall on his shoulders.

He used to have a family too. He had a small house of more than ten square meters, where he and Mu Zhilan lived together.It was at that time that he learned how to cook. Ji Qingfeng had no education. After he eloped, he found a job moving bricks on the construction site. After work, he went to the vegetable market to buy some leftovers or went to the supermarket to find some discounted fruits, and prepared meals. Wait for Mu Zhilan to come home.Mu Zhilan had a bright mind. During the day, he was in an Internet cafe to give people a power leveling game account, and at night, he set up a classroom in an abandoned factory to teach English.He earned most of the family's money. Every night at 11 o'clock in the evening, the two of them would sit on the floor of the rental house, counting how much money they earned today while eating.

Life is hard, very simple, but very ambitious.

Mu Zhilan had a lot of ideas, saying that he would save a sum of money first, and then rent a classroom to teach classes.Learning English is the general trend, and the game industry is expected to have a good development in the future.When I earn enough money, I will buy a big house. I heard that foreign countries are open and free, so I might be able to accept their kind of love.When the time comes, I will go abroad to get married, buy Ji Qingfeng a diamond ring the size of a pigeon, and have a wedding that everyone envies.

Ji Qingfeng couldn't think of anything so far away, he only thought about getting up early tomorrow to buy a fish, and making soup to nourish Mu Zhilan's body.

Sometimes when the money is richer, Mu Zhilan will buy a grilled sausage and lie to Ji Qingfeng that he has already eaten it.Improve the food for this man who always saves the best dishes for himself.

Their world used to only have each other, because the whole world is filled with loved ones, so they will not be lonely or lost.

Ji Qingfeng walked down the street in a daze, deaf to the sound of cars whizzing by.The neon light and shadow came and went on his body, and he was retrograde in the middle of the city's various lights, like messy musical notes pasted on the stave.Every corner of the city is so sharp, every beam of light is like scrutiny, and every voice is mean.

He has no place in this world, as if he was squeezed into a small cube, even breathing is a burden.

He tried his best to live and love, but in the end what he held in his hand was a phantom as fragile as a bubble.

He only cared about indulging in his own world, completely unaware of the danger around him.A battery car drove by and knocked down Ji Qingfeng who was walking on the road.Ji Qingfeng's left hand was cut open, and blood gushed out.The aunt who was riding a battery scooter hurriedly called 120, asked Ji Qingfeng if it was okay, and rushed to the hospital for treatment.

Ji Qingfeng watched everything numbly, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sitting in the hospital.The doctor bandaged his wound, and the aunt who was riding the battery scooter kept apologizing to Ji Qingfeng, and Ji Qingfeng casually said "it's okay" and "don't take it to heart".The aunt still felt bad, and withdrew 3000 yuan from a nearby bank, saying it was compensation for Ji Qingfeng. Seeing that her hands were covered with calluses, Ji Qingfeng knew that it was not easy to make money, so he put the money back into the aunt's when she was not paying attention. in the bag.

The doctor asked Ji Qingfeng to observe in the hospital for one night. Ji Qingfeng said that he could do it, so he asked his aunt to go home and not waste time here with him.After seeing off the chattering aunt, Ji Qingfeng sighed, he didn't know what kind of luck he was, and was hit by a battery car in the rain.Fortunately, the aunt is a nice person, and she paid the medical expenses for herself without fuss.

After working for so long, Ji Qingfeng hasn't eaten yet.The canteen of the hospital at this point has long been closed, and Ji Qingfeng plans to go to the canteen to buy instant noodles.I can't do the live broadcast tonight, so let's just make a living, I'm a little too tired.

On the other hand, Mu Zhilan who lived in the hospital was also hungry.The bodyguard said to order takeaway for Mu Zhilan, but Mu Zhilan insisted on going to the canteen to buy food by himself.He wasn't really hungry either, it was just too uncomfortable to hold back in the ward.Before Jiang Zhiqiu left, he had told Mu Zhilan to take good care of him, so the bodyguards naturally had to listen to their superiors, and would not let Mu Zhilan leave without saying anything.

But who is Mu Zhilan? Even his elder brother Jiang Zhiqiu can't beat him, let alone a mere bodyguard.

He used a trick to lock the bodyguard into the toilet, and he took the bodyguard's sunglasses and put it on, and walked all the way to the canteen in the corner of the back door of the hospital.Mu Zhilan was wearing sunglasses, looking at the dazzling array of snacks, picking and choosing.

"Latiao doesn't even open any canteen!"

"Instant noodles! Old altar sauerkraut...forget it if you don't like it."

"Is there any chicken feet with pickled peppers? Bring me a pack."

His voice was so loud that it could be heard from far away.Ji Qingfeng, who came out to look for food late at night, was stunned when he saw the back standing in front of the canteen.

He was still so arrogant, standing at the entrance of the canteen and cursing everything on the shelves from beginning to end, and finally bought a pack of pickled peppers and chicken feet and squatted in front of the school gate to chew.After gnawing, he still took out a wet paper towel and wiped all ten fingers clean until there was no more odor left on them.

With a hoarse voice, Ji Qingfeng called out the name he had missed for ten years: "Mu Zhilan."

Mu Zhilan, who was talking eloquently in front of the owner of the canteen, froze in place as if he had been cursed.

He knew it was Ji Qingfeng's voice, he would squat Ji Qingfeng's live broadcast every night, he was very familiar with it, but...

Just like what my brother said, he doesn't have the ability to meet Ji Qingfeng.

His father engraved Ji Qingfeng's appearance like a curse in his soul, if he met him abruptly, his crazy reaction would definitely make Ji Qingfeng stay away.If the truth of the matter is clearly explained, Ji Qingfeng may also be burdened with a burden that does not belong to him.

"Mu Zhilan? Is that you?"

Ji Qingfeng took a few steps forward nervously, his steps were a little messy, he couldn't believe that the person he was thinking about day and night would suddenly appear in front of him.

rainy night.

In the cold water and the dark night, the store with warm lamps is the only warm light in this dark corner.The person he loves, standing in the most prosperous place of warm light, is like an angel descending.

Mu Zhilan put down the chicken feet with pickled peppers in his hand, and Ji Qingfeng's cry made him feel a little distressed.

He really can't see the passionate change, but he's fed up with the days where he can only listen to the live broadcast, and he doesn't want to hold only warm clothes forever.

Mu Zhilan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, then closed his eyes and turned around, casually touched the air twice: "Qingfeng, is that you?"