I'm old, so cute

It has been two days since Yan Qiao's birthday, and the atmosphere in the entire Yan mansion is very strange.

Xing Bailu has been sleeping in the guest bedroom for the past few days. After he fell asleep, Yan Qiao often came over quietly. Xing Bailu actually knew about it all along.

He kept a light on every day, pretending not to know, just lying on the bed motionless.

Yan Qiao couldn't see, and didn't dare to reach out to touch him.

Xing Bailu just opened his eyes and looked at him. Yan Qiao seemed to be looking at him. His eyes were beautiful, with long eyelashes and dark pupils. Xing Bailu regretted not being able to recognize him when he could see.

After Yan Qiao left, Xing Bailu sat up calmly again.

His stomach started to hurt again, and he still felt the pain when he pressed it for a long time. He always heard people say that his stomach hurts because of anger, but it turned out to be true.

He was very angry, angry at why he liked Lu Mingjia, and felt like a fool.

It turned out that Lu Mingjia's mother's death was still related to Lu Mingjia, but he took Lu Mingjia's guilt towards him as liking, and chased after him for so many years like a fool!

That night, he drank a lot of wine because of his sadness, and later he was hospitalized with stomach bleeding. Only Yan Qiao felt sorry for him.

He wants to live a good life with Yan Qiao!

It's just that he didn't expect that Yan Qiao always knew that he once liked Lu Mingjia, and Yan Qiao cared very much.

It's a fact that he once liked Lu Mingjia. This is the past that he can't change. If Yan Qiao can't get over the hurdle in his heart...then there's really no need for them to continue like this.

But he didn't even have the qualifications to ask for a divorce.

Why didn't Yan Qiao mention it?

Xing Bailu couldn't take it anymore, so he went to Tongcheng the next day because of work.

At the beginning, because he invested a lot of money in Lu Mingjia, Yuanshan Real Estate's capital chain had problems, and because he did not agree to marry Yan Qiao, he and his father, Xing Yuanlin, had a very tense quarrel.

Xing Bailu didn't go home, so he found a hotel at random.

Except for a visit to his mother's cemetery on the way, he slept dimly in the hotel for the rest of the time.

He is drinking again.

Insomnia is so severe that I can't fall asleep without drinking.

But after drinking alcohol, my stomach hurts.

Xing Bailu doesn't know what is the meaning of such a life.

He fell into a coma for a while, and woke up in the middle of the night with a stomachache, and held his stomach for a while, but couldn't bear it anymore, Xing Bailu searched the drawers and luggage, and found that he had taken all the stomach medicine he brought.

He bowed and sat beside the bed for a while before making up his mind to go to the pharmacy to buy medicine.

There was a pharmacy opposite the hotel. Xing Bailu wrapped his coat tightly and stood on the side of the road for a while before waiting for the green light. He quickly crossed the road.

The pharmacy didn't have the kind of stomach medicine he usually took, so Xing Bailu picked one at random, and went to the convenience store next door to buy a bottle of water. His hands hurt so badly that he couldn't unscrew the bottle cap twice.

When I came out, I almost ran into a group of people passing by.

Xing Bailu didn't hold the bag in his hand, and dropped it directly to the ground, at one person's feet.

He said "Sorry" and bent down to pick it up.

Suddenly I heard someone call him "little deer".

Xing Bailu's fingers holding the plastic bag tightened slightly.

The man squatted down: "Is it really you?"

It was Zhang Qingyou's voice.

Xing Bailu lowered his head to adjust his emotions, looked up at him with a smile: "What a coincidence."

Zhang Qingyou's face darkened when she met his face: "What's wrong with you? You look so ugly." With sharp eyes, he saw the medicine in Xing Bailu's hand, "Stomach upset?"

He stretched out his hand to help Xing Bailu.

Xing Bailu quietly avoided his hand, and said with a light smile, "It's okay."

"Zhang Qingyou, can you go!"

"Didn't you say you were rushing to the next game? What time is it?"

Groups of friends over there are urging Zhang Qingyou.

Xing Bailu glanced instinctively, they were all around their age, but Xing Bailu didn't know any of them.

He hurriedly stood up: "Your friend is calling you. I, I have something else to do. I'm leaving first. I'll contact you later." Just as the light turned green, Xing Bailu quickly crossed the road.

He didn't look back, he and Zhang Qingyou have been separated for many years, and now he has friends he doesn't know, which is normal.

But Xing Bailu was indescribably uncomfortable. Just with a quick glance, he could see that Zhang Qingyou was still the same Zhang Qingyou, sunny and happy, and his friends were full of sunshine and vitality just like him.

It really divides people into groups.

He is completely different from them now, so naturally he can't be friends anymore.

I really want to go back to high school, I really want to go back.

At that time, he didn't know Lu Mingjia. He had a best friend named Zhang Qingyou.

They get out of school together and leave school together, and he knows everyone around Dayouzi.

The vision was a little blurry, Xing Bailu raised his hand to touch it, it was really funny, why are you still crying?

Everything is your choice, why cry, Xing Bailu?

What is wronged?

You are not pitiful at all!

It would be nice if he wasn't married, then he wouldn't like Yan Qiao, and he wouldn't be as uncomfortable as he is now.

Xing Bailu frowned after pressing the elevator button several times but failed. What's going on?

He wanted to press it again, but a hand stretched out to help him press it.

The elevator door opened, and the man walked in first, and suddenly asked, "What floor?"

Xing Bailu suddenly raised his eyes.

Zhang Qingyou stood straight in the elevator and looked at him: "What did you say to call back? I changed a new contact method. Do you have it? You don't even have my number. How do you want to call me back?"

Xing Bailu froze in place: "Why do you..."

"It's over." Zhang Qingyou asked again, "Which floor is it?"

"12."

"Come in."

Xing Bailu's footsteps were a bit vain, Zhang Qingyou reached out to support him: "Why don't you take medicine?"

Xing Bailu said: "Go back to the room and eat."

Zhang Qingyou didn't speak, and directly unscrewed the water bottle in Xing Bailu's hand, took out the medicine in the plastic bag, and asked him, "How many pills?"

It was also the first time for Xing Bailu to take this medicine, and he had never read the instructions.

Zhang Qingyou simply looked down, dug two grains and put them in his palm: "Eat it. What are you looking at me for? Eat it."

Big Youzi's eyes were particularly bright, but he didn't scold anyone.

Xing Bailu obediently took the medicine.

Xing Bailu's room didn't open the curtains, and it felt very gloomy when he entered. Even with the lights on, Zhang Qingyou didn't feel this feeling go away.

"Would you like something to drink?" Xing Bailu turned around and looked around, and found that there was nothing good to entertain Zhang Qingyou, only the tea and coffee brought by the hotel, and the hotel he chose was not high-end, which meant that these were probably not good. Zhang Qingyou will like it.

Zhang Qingyou looked at him with some embarrassment, looked at him and said, "Do you think I'm here for tea and coffee?"

Xing Bailu was taken aback: "Are you leaving?"

Why are you leaving? It took less than 2 minutes to enter the door.

Zhang Qingyou sighed, "Can you sit down?"

Xing Bailu watched Zhang Qingyou sit down, and he followed suit.

The room is not big, and there is no sofa, and both of them can only sit by the bed.

"You didn't go home?" Zhang Qingyou looked around and knew that Xing Bailu had lived in the hotel for at least a few days, but he had met Xing Yuanlin in Yulongwan these days, and he hadn't heard him mention that Xing Bailu was back.

Xing Bailu forced a smile and said, "Oh, I'm a bit busy because of work, so..."

"Xiaolu." Zhang Qingyou interrupted him, "I'm sorry."

Xing Bailu was stunned, and asked after a while: "What?"

Zhang Qingyou lowered her head and wiped her face and said, "I was the one who insisted on saying that Lu Mingjia liked women, but some time ago he admitted that he liked men in front of everyone. I know he was talking about you. I'm sorry, I didn't Alright, otherwise, you wouldn't have married that President Yan, would you?"

Xing Bailu didn't expect Zhang Qingyou to mention this matter, his lips trembled a little: "It's not me."

Zhang Qingyou laughed at herself: "You don't need to comfort me, I know it's you."

There was a severe cramping in his stomach, and Xing Bailu didn't even hold the phone.

Zhang Qingyou was taken aback: "Didn't you take the medicine? Why is it still in such pain? If it doesn't work, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No need." Xing Bailu was in so much pain that his breathing was a little messy, he insisted, "Lie down for a while, it's fine."

Zhang Qingyou frantically helped Xing Bailu to lie down, turned up the heating, and couldn't help asking: "Didn't that Yan always quarrel with you because of Lu Mingjia's matter? Was it because of Lu Mingjia's public confession?"

Xing Bailu felt extremely ridiculous, the person Lu Mingjia mentioned was not him at all!

However, Yan Qiao was indeed angry with him because of Lu Mingjia.

Xing Bailu trembled in pain.

Zhang Qingyou's eyes were red: "If you want to divorce and be with Lu Mingjia, I will support you. This time, I will support you!"

Xing Bailu was dizzy from the pain, and murmured: "I don't want a divorce, and I don't like Lu Mingjia either. Back then I should have listened to you. Big Yuzi, I'm sorry, I should have listened to you..."

"Little deer? Little deer!" Zhang Qingyou tried to pull him up, "You can't do this, you have to go to the hospital! Get up, I'll take you to the hospital."

Xing Bailu curled up: "I'm sorry, I didn't listen to you. I'm sorry... Big Grapefruit..."

Zhang Qingyou cursed, her nose suddenly sore.

How could the high-spirited and arrogant Xing Bailu back then become what he is now!

"I don't want a divorce at all." Xing Bailu buried his face in the quilt, "But Yan Qiao cared too much about my past, he was very angry, he was very angry..."

Zhang Qingyou didn't take him to the hospital, so he had to put hot water in a mineral water bottle to warm his stomach.

Half an hour later, the wave of cramping subsided.

Xing Bailu was sweating all over, and his slightly long curly hair was sticking to his face.

Zhang Qingyou wiped him.

He took the towel from Zhang Qingyou's hand again by himself, and his consciousness was clearly awake, and he became a little alienated again: "Please, I'm fine."

"Xiaolu, don't do this." Zhang Qingyou choked up as soon as she opened her mouth.

Xing Bailu's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but he smiled: "Actually, I'm very happy that you can say hello to me today."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaolu, I'm sorry..." Zhang Qingyou hugged the person in front of her and cried, "I didn't ignore you on purpose these years, I didn't mean it. I thought you didn't want me as a friend because of Lu Mingjia, I'm sorry !"

Xing Bailu was stunned for a long time before reaching out to hug him, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I saw Hu Linlin a few days ago, and drank with him. If we... can go back to the past, we will, Enough."

I really want to go back.

Zhang Qingyou said suddenly: "I contacted him yesterday, and he mentioned it to me, and said that if you hadn't transferred to another school, he might be the one who married you now."

Xing Bailu laughed: "Did he say that? But that day, when he drank with me, he didn't say anything. What else did he say to you?"

Zhang Qingyou was so choked up that he couldn't speak, and he also said, you are not doing well at all.

Zhang Qingyou pushed him away and said seriously: "Xiaolu, come back to Tongcheng, uncle and I are both in Tongcheng!"

Xing Bailu stared at Zhang Qingyou in a daze for a while, but was speechless for a while.

Zhang Qingyou wiped away her tears, and said in a rambling manner: "Uncle's company is stable now, you can come back to work, and learn slowly if you don't know how to do it. Just forget about filming, you haven't put much thought into it these years. It's very late today Now, get a good night's sleep, and I'll pick you up tomorrow!"

He held Xing Bailu's hand firmly, and said with a smile, "We don't need to go back to the past, we are still young, and we can start over from scratch!"

Later, Zhang Qingyou was very happy when he left, and even left Xing Bailu's contact information.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning.

Xing Bailu was so sad and happy for a moment that he couldn't sleep anymore.

The stomach still hurts, he has been taking medicine for these years, and many medicines are basically useless to him.

But he was in a rare good mood, curled up on the bed and thought in a daze, can he really start all over again?

He and Yan Qiao also separated for a while, and the two of them were calm and calm, which might not be a bad thing.

Xing Bailu got up early in the morning, packed all his luggage, and then went in to take a shower and wash his hair.

He dried his hair in the bathroom and found that it seemed a little too long, so he might go downstairs and find a hairdresser to cut it off later.

When he came back from the bathroom, he found a missed call on his phone.

Xing Bailu thought it was Zhang Qingyou's call at first, but when he opened it, he found it was Yan Qiao!

Why did Yan Qiao call him?

They have not been in touch for many days.

Because he didn't receive the call, Yan Qiao sent him two more voice messages: "Your classmate Hu Linlin came home to give you the tie clip you left behind. Come back when you have time."

Hu Linlin?

Xing Bailu didn't care about the tie clip, he had listened to Yan Qiao's message several times.

He doesn't seem to be angry anymore.

He's calling him home.

Xing Bailu was a little excited and wanted to call Yan Qiao back, but at this moment, Yan Qiao sent him another message.

Xing Bailu clicked on the voice directly.

Yan Qiao said, "There are several documents that need your signature."

document?

Xing Bailu's fingertips trembled slightly, could it be a divorce agreement?

Yan Qiao finally couldn't take it anymore, right?

But he still naively thought that they could calm down for a while and think about it.

If Yan Qiao divorced him, would Tang Rui, who was driven away by his tricks, come back again?

Zhang Qingyou's phone call came in, saying that he was on his way, and asked Xing Bailu to clean up first.

Xing Bailu was silent for two seconds, and said, "Big Youzi, I have to go back to Ninghai to deal with some matters, and I'll be right back when the matters over there are finished."

Xing Bailu went straight back to Yan's mansion, but he didn't expect that the house was empty and there was no one there.

He turned around and went downstairs, just in time to see Aunt Wu rushing in.

"What happened?" Xing Bailu asked anxiously.

Aunt Wu didn't expect Xing Bailu to come back at this time, she was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "The young master was hit by a car in the parking lot, and he is now in the hospital."

"What did you say?" Xing Bailu changed his face and rushed out.

He was directly stopped by the security guard under the VIP building.

"Don't you guys know who I am?" Xing Bailu tried to push them away.

"Do you still know who you are?" Old Man Yan's voice came from inside.

Xing Bailu restrained his emotions: "Grandpa."

Old Man Yan was very angry: "I heard that you have been very chic these days, you are so chic that you are not at home!"

Xing Bailu knew he was wrong and didn't want to argue with him, so he just asked: "How is Yan Qiao? I'll go up and see him."

"No need." Old Man Yan said with a cold face, "The person who was supposed to take care of him and prevent him from getting hurt has not shown up until now! Now that he is injured and hospitalized, he still needs someone to take care of him in the hospital? You can do whatever you want , the hospital won’t use it!”

"grandfather……"

Old Master Yan ignored him and left straight away. Before he left, he ordered that whoever let Xing Bailu go up would be fired.

The security guards were embarrassed to persuade Xing Bailu to leave.

He had no choice but to call Yan Qiao.

No one heard.

I don't know if Chang Chuan is on it?

When Xing Bailu wanted to call Chang Chuan, someone called him from behind: "Little Lu."

Xing Bailu turned his head and saw the person coming, he hurriedly said hello: "Cousin uncle."

Zhao Jilin stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder as if to comfort him: "Uncle has such a temper, and he is only a blood relative. I hope you understand, don't take it to heart."

Xing Bailu pursed his lips and said, "I know, how is Yan Qiao injured?"

"Qiao Qiao is fine, it's just that it got scratched, and uncle was too careful, so he insisted on being hospitalized for observation for two days." Zhao Jilin rubbed his hands and said, "It's getting colder and colder, or you can go to my hospital first. Sit in the car? Maybe after a while, Uncle calms down and lets you go up to see Qiaoqiao."

Xing Bailu has a bad stomach, his limbs are cold all the year round, and here is the wind, his hands became stiff after standing for a while, so he followed Zhao Jilin to his car.

After the car door was closed, Zhao Jilin handed Xing Bailu a cup of hot coffee: "Warm your stomach."

Xing Bailu couldn't drink coffee, so he warmed his hands in his arms: "Thank you."

Zhao Jilin lit a cigarette.

Xing Bailu subconsciously wanted to open some windows, so he heard Zhao Jilin whisper: "Qiaoqiao can't see, it's really dangerous, even if someone is sitting in the cab waiting for him to hit him, he doesn't know."

Xing Bailu's fingers paused, and he looked back at Zhao Jilin in surprise.

Zhao Jilin looked at him with a smile, and puffed out a cigarette in front of Xing Bailu with a smile.

Xing Bailu turned his face away and coughed twice.

Zhao Jilin said again: "It was luck this time, and it got scratched a little. No one knows what will happen next time."

Xing Bailu sat up straight alertly: "What do you mean?"

"Literally." Zhao Jilin laughed again, "Otherwise, what else could it mean? Xiaolu, I heard that you haven't even managed your own company for so many years. How can you manage such a large group as Yan's?"

Xing Bailu was a little confused: "What, what?"

Zhao Jilin squinted his eyes and looked at him: "You really don't know what documents Qiao Qiao asked you to come back to sign?"

Xing Bailu's mind was a little messed up, and he blurted out, "Isn't it a divorce agreement?"

"Divorce agreement? Hahaha——" Zhao Jilin couldn't help laughing, he raised his hand and hooked his eyes, "Damn, I laughed so hard that tears came out, are you two kids really going to kill me from laughing? Oh, In vain, Fei Qiao Qiao is all about you, but what you think in your heart is that you want to divorce Qiao Qiao?"

Isn't it a divorce agreement?

Xing Bailu squeezed the coffee cup tightly with his fingers: "What is it?"

"Share transfer agreement." The smile on Zhao Jilin's face narrowed slightly, "He wants to give you all the shares in his hand. Do you know how many shares he has? 25% in his father's hand, and 15% in his mother's hand." 17% of the total, plus half of the 57% given to him by the chairman after he joined the group, he holds [-]% of the group's shares in his hand! Damn, he wants to give it to you now?!"

Xing Bailu shook his hands, and the coffee splashed directly on his hands.

Yan Qiao... Why did Yan Qiao give him so many shares?

"He, why did he..."

"To prove that he loves you."

what? !

Does Yan Qiao love him?

Xing Bailu took a breath, is this true?

No need for that!

He had to tell Yan Qiao that he didn't need to prove it like this, all he had to do was tell him to go home.

Xing Bailu reached out to open the car door.

Suddenly, the car door "clicked" and the whole car was locked.

He frowned and looked at Zhao Jilin: "Cousin?"

Zhao Jilin had a cold face: "You have to leave before the elders have finished speaking? Is this what your family taught you?" He took two more puffs of cigarettes, and said in a deep voice, "Originally, after my brother and sister-in-law left, , Qiao Qiao is inconvenient, and my uncle is old, so he can only rely on me. But why did he give you the shares? If he was hit by a car and died today, it would be your fault."

Xing Bailu pulled the car door hard, and suddenly realized: "It's you! Find someone to bump into Yan Qiao!"

"What's the hurry, isn't he all right?" Zhao Jilin smiled at him as if nothing had happened, "At most it's just a warning to you."

Xing Bailu hurriedly unlocked his phone and wanted to make a call.

Zhao Jilin looked calm, did not rush over to stop him, and wrote lightly: "How do you know who is in the Qiaoqiao ward now? Are you not worried about his safety at all?"

Zhao Jilin turned over the screen of his mobile phone, and it was impressively displayed that he was in a call.

It's an unfamiliar number.

Xing Bailu's fingertips trembled, he glanced at the old man Yan's number he had just found out, and had no choice but to grit his teeth and exit the interface.

"That's right. If you don't want to listen to me, I'm afraid you won't see Qiaoqiao." Zhao Jilin closed the screen again, "Xiaolu, you don't have to die."

Xing Bailu gripped the phone tightly.

"It's all the same to blame Qiao Qiao, why did he want to give you shares in a whimsical way?" Zhao Jilin sighed regretfully, "I have worked hard for the group for so many years, why can't he just rely on me like this? Why do you have to mess with you? Join the group?"

Xing Bailu's voice trembled a little: "I never thought about joining the Yan Group. I just...just want to be with Yan Qiao."

"Who knows?" Zhao Jilin sighed contentedly, "You are still too young, child, without you, Qiao Qiao, you can continue to rely on me. You understand my uncle's heart, right? There will be an accident. Originally, because his body has become like this now, I planned to take good care of him, you don't want to kill him, do you?"

Xing Bailu's nails scratched his palm fiercely: "Why should I trust you?"

Zhao Jilin said: "Who wants to kill people unless it is absolutely necessary? This is the country of Hua, killing people is very troublesome, you understand?"

Xing Bailu stared at him firmly: "But you are going to kill me now."

Zhao Jilin clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said, "I didn't intend to kill you, you committed suicide by jumping off the building of the inpatient department."

Xing Bailu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, he wanted to cry, but couldn't.

Zhao Jilin looked down at the phone that was on the phone again: "Do you want Qiao Qiao to live, or do you miss this world more?"

Xing Bailu suppressed his sobs and said: "I think he is alive, and he also misses this world."

Never before have I wanted to live this moment.

Never had!

I want to hear Yan Qiao say that I like him, and I want to hug Yan Qiao and tell him that he likes him too.

Zhao Jilin regretted: "Children can't be so greedy, you have to choose one, don't you choose?" His nails tapped on the phone screen again and again.

Stomach hurts again.

The pain made Xing Bailu's breathing tremble slightly, he pinched his palm, and said word by word: "I want Yan Qiao to live."

Zhao Jilin comforted: "Qiao Qiao will be very happy."

Xing Bailu gritted his teeth and said, "I won't write the suicide note, I can die in front of him, okay?"

Zhao Jilin probably didn't expect Xing Bailu to make such a request, so he was stunned for two seconds.

Xing Bailu said again: "I want to meet Grandpa first."

As soon as Mr. Yan arrived at the group office, Xing Bailu came.

It was Zhao Jilin who brought him in, no wonder the secretary didn't stop him.

Old Man Yan didn't even bother to look at him, and said angrily, "Jilin, why did you bring him here? Let him out!"

Xing Bailu went straight forward and knelt down.

Old Man Yan backed away in shock: "What are you doing? Don't think that I will forgive you! It's a fact that Qiao Qiao was injured, if it wasn't for you..."

"It's my fault." Xing Bailu lowered his head, "Everything is my fault, and I will never let Yan Qiao get hurt again."

In memory, Xing Bailu was very stubborn, never admitting mistakes in front of him like this.

Grandpa Yan choked suddenly.

Xing Bailu took out a piece of paper from his body and handed it to Old Man Yan, and seeing that he didn't intend to reach out to take it, he put it on the coffee table: "Grandpa, if, if anything happens to me, I will put my eye-corner-membrane Donate it to Yan Qiao, and he will be able to see it in the future. After a hundred years, you don’t have to worry that he won’t be able to take care of you anymore.”

Old Man Yan frowned suddenly, and looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief: "What are you doing? Others think that our Yan family is going to force you to death if they don't know!"

"No, no one forced me, you all treated me very well. Yan Qiao... Yan Qiao treated me very well." Xing Bailu smiled indifferently, "I know you don't like me all the time, in fact, I don't like being with you either. It’s good to get along with each other, and everyone won’t have to be tortured in the future.”

Xing Bailu stood up.

Old Man Yan finally asked, "What do you mean?"

"I want to get a divorce." Xing Bailu walked to the door and stopped again without turning his head. "You let Yan Qiao not have to worry about what I look like. He will...he will still get married in the future."

Coming out of Yan's Building, Zhao Jilin drove directly to Huaxing Hospital.

On the way, Xing Bailu remained silent.

Zhao Jilin glanced at him and saw that he was pressing against his stomach, so he asked him, "Don't you want to call your father?"

"No need."

The relationship between him and Xing Yuanlin has been tense all these years, and there is no need to make a phone call when it comes to the end, there is no need to be sensational, and it will save a long time of sadness when he gets the news of his death.

As it is now, it would be good if Xing Yuanlin could hate his ruthlessness.

On this day, the wind on the roof of the inpatient building was particularly strong, and it was still very cold, and it hurt like a knife cutting my face.

During the ten minutes when Zhao Jilin went to pick up Yan Qiao, Xing Bailu sat on the fence stupidly for more than ten minutes. He thought that when he was about to die, he would think about many, many regrets in this life.

It turned out not, neither.

Just thinking about it, it is good that Yan Qiao can live well.

"Little Lu! Little Lu! Are you crazy!" Yan Qiao's voice came.

Xing Bailu looked up and saw Zhao Jilin following Yan Qiao's wheelchair. Xing Bailu tightened his fingers holding the fence.

Zhao Jilin must have told Yan Qiao on the way that he was going to commit suicide.

Originally, he thought that he could be tougher when he made up his mind, but the moment he saw Yan Qiao, tears welled up in his eyes, Xing Bailu tried his best to hold back, but he still couldn't hold back.

Yan Qiao's forehead was covered with gauze, the wound should be deep, and Xing Bailu could vaguely see some blood oozing from the gauze.

The backs of his hands are also full of bruises, because he is wearing clothes in winter, but probably his arms also have a lot of injuries?

"Xiaolu!" Yan Qiao waved his hands indiscriminately, and asked anxiously, "Cousin, where is Xiaolu? Where is he?"

Xing Bailu took a deep breath and said, "Don't come here."

Yan Qiao was stunned, and he quickly looked at the reputation: "Don't do stupid things!"

Xing Bailu said again: "It's not stupid, it's because I don't think it's necessary to continue."

"What are you talking about! Why are you!" Yan Qiao's hand holding the wheelchair was trembling.

Xing Bailu continued: "Why... don't you know? The person I like confessed to me, but I can't be with him anymore. It's all because of you, you don't want to divorce me."

Yan Qiao's face turned pale instantly: "You, what are you talking about? You come down first, we have something to talk about, we..."

Hearing the sound, Yan Qiao tried hard to push the wheelchair towards Xing Bailu.

Zhao Jilin followed Yan Qiao with a sneer.

Xing Bailu wiped away his tears, and said loudly: "You said to let me get out, I will get out, get out of your world, I will let you get what you want, Yan Qiao!"

"No, little deer, no!"

Xing Bailu saw Yan Qiao's hand stretched out, and he felt that he wanted to grab him fiercely.

At that moment, Xing Bailu let go of his hand, and he leaned back.

There was a blue sky and white clouds overhead, and the sun just hid under the clouds. Xing Bailu saw Yan Qiao's waving hand.

The joints are distinct, so beautiful.

These hands have held his hand countless times.

Xing Bailu stretched out his hand towards him.

But this time, it wasn't that the distance was getting closer, Yan Qiao couldn't hold his hand anymore.

The cold wind rushes past my ears...

"You turn on the video, don't play tricks, first leave a suicide note, and then jump off the top floor of the inpatient building of Huaxing Hospital." Wang Jinchuan said calmly and indifferently.

Xing Bailu propped himself up on the bed so he didn't fall down. He pressed his chest and said nothing nonsense: "Suicide note, what do you want me to write?"

Wang Jin preached: "I say, you write."

"Okay." Xing Bailu turned around to look, and said, "There is no paper and pen in the ward, can I have someone bring them in?"

Wang Jin preached: "Don't play tricks."

Xing Bailu coughed twice: "I dare not."

He rang the bell and asked the nurse to bring him a pen and paper.

The nurse brought him in quickly, and asked worriedly, "Are you all right? Shall I ask Director Ma to come up?"

"It's okay, ahem..." He didn't hold the phone and dropped it on the bed, Xing Bailu quickly picked it up, "I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well, I really don't have much strength."

The nurse was frightened by him: "Mr. Xing, I'll help you lie down. You...you don't need to apologize to me. I'll let Director Ma come over right away!"

"No need." Xing Bailu gasped, "Leave me alone for a while, I will call you if something happens."

The nurse was a little embarrassed, seeing Xing Bailu's insistence, she had no choice but to go out.

Xing Bailu turned the phone camera to himself: "I'm writing now, do you want to see what I write?" He turned the camera over to himself, his fingers holding the pen turned white, trembling unceasingly, even the word "suicide" was blurred I don't have the strength to write crookedly.

Wang Jinchuan said: "Just write, I hired Wang Jinchuan to do the car accident on May 5."

Xing Bailu paused while holding the pen, but soon, he wrote obediently.

But his hands trembled badly. After writing a short sentence for a long time, he couldn't help asking: "Zhao Jilin has already been arrested, why are you still willing to help him?"

Wang Jinchuan didn't answer: "Then I wrote that I wronged Zhao Jilin because the chairman valued him, and I couldn't understand him."

Xing Bailu sneered: "Do you think the police will believe such a suicide note full of loopholes?" But he quickly remembered that Zhao Jilin hadn't admitted the car accident until now.

Wang Jinchuan still didn't answer, and continued to direct Xing Bailu to write: "Now Wang Jinchuan is going to report me, and I have nothing to do. I don't want to go to jail. I'd rather die than go to jail!"

Xing Bailu's hand holding the pen paused for a moment.

Wang Jinchuan urged: "Write!"

Xing Bailu had no choice but to continue writing.

"After finishing writing, put the suicide note on the hospital bed, and then you go out now." Wang Jinchuan said again, "Remember to put on the earphones."

Xing Bailu did as he did. He supported the hospital bed and stood up, panting, "Why do you have to go to the inpatient building? I, I may not be able to walk that far."

Wang Jin preached: "Then find a nurse to push you over and give you 5 minutes to play tricks on me!"

Xing Bailu had no choice but to call the previous nurse in again, and asked her to find a wheelchair to push him to the inpatient building.

The nurse frowned and asked, "What are you doing in the inpatient department?"

Xing Bailu had no choice but to prevaricate: "A friend's mother is hospitalized, so I just went over to have a look."

The nurse remembered Lu Mingjia who came to see him before, so she didn't ask any more questions.

After entering the inpatient building, the nurse asked again: "Mr. Xing, which floor do you want to go to?"

Xing Bailu was thinking about what to say to go to the top floor, when Lu Mingjia came over to wait for the elevator.

The nurse knew him and said with a smile: "Mr. Lu, what a coincidence, Mr. Xing is going to see your mother."

Xing Bailu: "..."

Sure enough, Lu Mingjia looked at Xing Bailu with puzzlement in his eyes.

Xing Bailu said to the nurse: "Go back first, he will take me back later."

The nurse hurriedly left.

Lu Mingjia watched Xing Bailu push the wheelchair into the elevator by himself, and hurriedly followed in: "Why are you here?"

Xing Bailu reached out to press the top floor, but he couldn't reach it.

Lu Mingjia frowned: "Where are you going?"

Xing Bailu said: "The rooftop."

"What are you doing on the rooftop?"

"You can't control it."

Lu Mingjia looked down at him: "The typhoon is so windy, what are you doing up there?"

In the headset, Wang Jinchuan's impatient voice came: "Let him go!"

Lu Mingjia said again: "I called Yan Qiao."

Xing Bailu said: "No need, I was chatting with Yan Qiao, and he prepared a gift for me on the rooftop. So, can you go?"

Lu Mingjia looked at Xing Bailu in disbelief: "He let you go up alone?"

Wang Jinchuan sternly said, "Let him go quickly."

Xing Bailu said expressionlessly, "Yan Qiao said, let you go."

It happened that Lu Mingjia's floor had arrived, and Xing Bailu repeated: "Get out, Lu Mingjia."

Lu Mingjia finally went out.

Xing Bailu breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly lowered his voice: "Don't hurt Yan Qiao."

Wang Jinchuan didn't speak, Xing Bailu glanced at the screen, he was relieved that Yan Qiao was lying on the sofa intact.

There are half of the stairs leading to the top floor, and wheelchairs cannot go up.

Xing Bailu had no choice but to stand up and walk up by himself, holding on to the handrail.

The lens shakes violently.

Wang Jinchuan urged: "Hurry up!"

Xing Bailu was panting heavily: "I really can't walk fast, I'm very uncomfortable."

"Damn it!" Wang Jinchuan cursed.

The wind on the roof was really strong, and Xing Bailu couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly. It took him a long time to get to the railing, and Wang Jinchuan was so angry that he cursed again.

Xing Bailu leaned on the railing and panted even more.

Wang Jin preached: "Don't pretend to me, jump off!"

"Hmm..." Xing Bailu held the phone and tried hard, and finally leaned against the railing and said weakly, "I, I can't seem to climb up."

"Damn it!" Wang Jin preached, "Is there anyone on the roof who can step on it?"

Xing Bailu took a picture with the phone lens.

Wang Jin preached: "Wait, what is that?"

Xing Bailu said: "A few bricks."

"Move here, you climb up on the bricks!"

Xing Bailu walking