Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

On the high operating table, Wei Fei's body trembled slightly. Cheng Qiyan walked over and held his hand in Ling Kong. The emotions that were running around found attachments. Wei Fei no longer trembled, but his strength was still great. Surprisingly, Cheng Qiyan's hand hurt a little from pinching it.

He leaned over, "Wei Fei...what are you going to say, I'm here...here."

On the contrary, it was Cheng Qiyan who was trembling so badly, his voice was broken by shouting just now, he couldn't make a sound, he could only whisper close to Wei Fei's face.

"This time... I'm really going to die. If I pop up again next time, I'm afraid it's a ghost, ha ha..." He really wanted to laugh, but unfortunately it involved the wound on his chest, and his body felt a burst of pain. Trembling, and being suppressed by him again... "When the time comes, will you...will you... be afraid of me?"

Cheng Qiyan showed the bitterest smile in his life, and he kissed Wei Fei's half grimace with infinite piety, his terrifying eyes, hideous skin, all sprinkled with delicate kisses, like treating a newborn baby, "I'm not afraid, No ghost will be uglier than you now, how can I be afraid...you will be fine, with you, no ghost can get close..."

"Xiao Qi... I'm sorry, I'm sorry... God forbids me to stay by your side for a long time... here..." Wei Fei covered Cheng Qiyan's heart, "Xiao Qi... is the strongest here, you can do it alone So, I'm relieved... But, remember my words... okay..."

Wei Fei's words were intermittent, and he sucked in the air as hard as he could to muster up the last bit of strength to finish the sentence. Cheng Qiyan looked at Wei Fei's twitching body in bewilderment, but he stretched out his hand but didn't dare to touch it, so he could only hold it tightly. Holding Wei Fei's hand on his heart, he leaned over to listen.

"In this world, no one can hurt you, except yourself, understand? Fool."

Cheng Qiyan nodded hard, he remembered this sentence forever, but does he really understand?In fact, he doesn't understand, at least he doesn't understand now.

No one can lie to him, because he already knows the past, and deception is no longer a deception. Nothing can defeat him. He has experienced the past, so how can he be afraid to face it?

So no one in this world can hurt him, except himself... Because he is too persistent, because he can't let go, when his body is covered with bruises, he will think of this sentence.

The dazed look, as if after seeing it, and looking back, Wei Fei's body was already stiff and tense, and then he relaxed instantly, lost his mind...

The palm was still warm, but there was no strength to hold it back, until the warmth evaporated along with the master's soul, Cheng Qiyan was still standing stiffly by the operating table.

Doctors and nurses approached silently, a roll of white cloth covered Wei Fei's body, his hands were taken out of Cheng Qiyan's palms, and placed on both sides of his body, he was carried away, leaving the empty operating table standing alone back.

Cheng Qiyan touched the tip of his cold nose, he didn't cry, even the day he parted from Tan Yuran...he didn't shed a single tear now, Wei Fei didn't need to use tears to pay homage, what did he get in exchange for his life, he did his best Just protect it, cowardly things, for the person who loves you, will only block his path of reincarnation.

Facts have proved that Cheng Qiyan never had a chance to be weak. After a while, Mo Li was pushed out from another operating room. His face was not covered by a white cloth. This is the result of Wei Fei's exchange for his life...

"The operation went smoothly. The patient only injured the intracranial nerves due to the impact of the explosion. The bleeding has stopped. There is no congestion in the brain. There are traumas on the body, but they are not serious. They can recover after proper treatment."

Cheng Qiyan clasped his hands together, nodded to the doctor, and kept saying thank you. In fact, he didn't know what the doctor said, but he vaguely understood that Li Li was fine. Cheng Qiyan's heart hadn't dropped to the next freezing point, so he stopped numbly. Should he be grateful for being there?But the reason for rejoicing no longer exists.

Three days later, Wei Fei's body was cremated. On the same day, Liu Yin was shot in the chest by a robber during a mission. He died on the road when he was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment... ...If he wants to live, he can survive it. Unfortunately, once a person stops thinking about living, he will never be exhausted again.

For a person who lost a loved one, that is not a sad way to die. For a man, it will be more dignified to fall like that. Liu Yin was wearing a handsome police uniform, and followed Wei Fei upright. up.

After seeking the consent of Liu Yin's family, Cheng Qiyan placed his tomb next to Wei Fei. Cheng Qiyan took off his sunglasses and looked at the two tombstones. Years, that was a photo of him in college, he loved to fight, it was rare that he didn't have a bruised nose and a swollen face, and his right cheek...it turned out to be so beautiful.

When he returned to the hospital, Mo Li woke up. He was always full of energy, and he was rarely so peaceful. He sat quietly on the hospital bed, looked up at Cheng Qiyan timidly, and then quickly lowered his head.

Cheng Qiyan knew why Mo Li was like this, and he also knew the reason why Hdaosi exploded, but he didn't say anything, he just asked the doctor to check his body. After the doctor confirmed the injury of Li Li, he said that he only needed to take care of him and take medicine. , I can be discharged from the hospital in a few months.

After the doctor left, the nurse put on an IV for Li Li.Mo Li has always been fond of cuddling, but it was the first time that he and his brother-in-law had nothing to say, and it seemed that the sound of drips could be heard in the ward's silence, drip by drop, slowly flowing into the blood vessels, Cheng Qiyan silently looked at the upside-down pill bottle.

Li Li wanted to call him, but he suddenly said: "It's over, the potion is over... Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Li Li shook his head, a little confused, so Cheng Qiyan continued: "Does your head hurt? Where are your feet? Are you really okay?" Li Li shook his head when he asked a series of questions, he sighed clearly, and took He got up the cotton swab on the bedside table, pressed the needle on the back of Mo Li's hand, and pulled it out.

He left the ward, and about half an hour later, he pushed a wheelchair in. Mo Li understood what his brother-in-law was going to do, and he wanted to refuse, but Cheng Qiyan said with a cold face that he couldn't resist, "Come on, I'll push you out to relax, Shut up and don't speak."

Cheng Qiyan pushed Li Li to the outside of the hospital. Although the sun was shining outside, the winter weather was still very cold, and it was not suitable for patients to come out to relax. The Hdaosi explosion was not only a disaster in the red-light district, but also a disaster in the entire northern capital. Knowing the reason for its destruction, for a while, rumors and speculations spread everywhere, everyone was in danger, and even fewer people went out.

How many people died?There is no statistics yet, but the morgue of the police station has no more vacancies, and the family members claiming the corpses are crowded there.

Those who were able to enter Hdaosi that night were all dignitaries, some of them were corrupt politicians who broke the law, some were profiteering businessmen, the source of urban corruption, you can say that they are heinous, but they can't die... The economy of the northern capital fell into a depression , so that the sky was covered with a layer of gray color, maybe the life of the rich is really more precious, they often die so unwillingly, and the murderer of this explosion is even more deserving of death up.

The major exits in Beidu have been blocked, and the police force in the whole city is used to search for the murderer. Cheng Qiyan knows that this explosion is inseparable from Mo Wei. Perhaps it will not be long before the police will come to the door, but Cheng Qiyan You can't watch Li Li die, be shot, or have any mistakes.

His life was bought with Wei Fei's death, and his life was the responsibility Mo Bingyan entrusted to her.

The wheelchair stopped in an empty park, Cheng Qiyan threw a bag to Mo Li, "There are clothes inside, put it on, and then leave here, I don't care where you go, you can't be caught anyway, you don't have to worry about me, I hope you Can go far and fly high.”

For the last responsibility, he has done his best.

Mo Li got off the wheelchair and knelt beside Cheng Qiyan, "Brother-in-law, I won't leave..."

"Let's go, I don't care about you anymore, I don't even care about myself..." Cheng Qiyan's voice was still hoarse, like an old man's twilight, Li Li shook his head, repeating the phrase "I won't go, I won't leave." Go", Cheng Qiyan raised his voice impressively, "Go, don't involve me, from today on, I have nothing to do with you, don't call me brother-in-law again, I've had enough... Get out, get out now!"

Cheng Qiyan did not soften his heart in the slightest, he stared straight ahead with fixed eyes, only heard sobbing and the occasional sound of cloth rubbing against his ears.

After getting dressed, Mo Li kowtowed heavily at Cheng Qiyan's feet, "Brother-in-law, I'm leaving... If there is a future, please let me repay you... You, take care."

Cheng Qiyan blinked, and the bitter liquid flowed back into his heart. He savored it slowly by himself. After an unknown amount of time, there was no one around him. He put away the empty wheelchair and went back to the hospital alone.

When passing through the empty square, a black car suddenly drove up ahead and parked not far away. Cheng Qiyan stopped and looked at the person getting off the car. The person was walking towards him. He was wearing a white windbreaker, blue The scarf set off the fair and bloodless beautiful face, and the rouge-like scar under the corner of the eye was particularly eye-catching.

Tan Yuran stood in front of Cheng Qiyan, took off his gloves and wanted to hold his hand.

Cheng Qiyan turned his face away and smiled faintly, "Have you got the money yet?"

Tan Yuran buried her head in embarrassment, and said after a while: "I got it..."

"Congratulations." Cheng Qiyan said these two words coldly, then pushed the wheelchair around him, but was pulled into his arms by Tan Yuran.

Everything has become difficult to distinguish between true and false. It turned out that their breakup was false, just to make a scene for Tan Liangjing, just like Tan Yuran's fake injury.

Tan Yuran's life is only the last five years, it's a lie, the memory he gave is a lie - it's a lie that Cheng Qiyan wants to kill him, it's a lie that he wants to sever justice with him.

This is all for others to see, but... what about their own feelings?What else is true?

The scars at the corners of Tan Yuran's eyes are real, they are really painful, it's real, it's true that Cheng Qiyan recovered his memory, and the scars covered under his hair are real, but...he won't tell Tan Yuran that he remembered everything, because it was him and The secret between Wei Fei.

Everything has become difficult to distinguish between true and false, and facts and lies have been confused... Nothing in this world is absolute... However, Cheng Qiyan is stubborn to stick to it.

"Come back with me, okay..." Tan Yuran's gentle voice rang in his ears.

Cheng Qiyan leaned his chin on his shoulder, nodded slightly, but there was a cruel sneer on his face, his eyes were piercingly cold, he was being cruel to himself...he said: "Okay..."