little widow

Of course Shi Qi nodded like a pounding garlic: "Okay, okay."

He asked again: "How do you have time to buy roses?"

"I ordered roses here three years ago. I happened to be here for... a meeting, so I bought them by the way." Gong Xingchuan walked to the bed, sat down, and stretched out his hands to play with his hair. Si, revealing a bit of tenderness that made him want to stop, "You don't like it?"

Shi Qi likes warm flowers, especially roses, the more colorful they bloom, the better.

In the past, Gong Xingchuan thought that he was too flamboyant, but now he just thinks that he is not too willful enough.

"I like it." Shi Qi took a breath, "I just find it a bit unbelievable."

He frowned: "Uncle, we are finally getting married."

Shi Qi was laughing, but Gong Xingchuan's heart was pierced again and again.

If you want to talk about the thing that men regret most these years, that is, when Shi Qi said he was going to leave, he didn't keep him.

Gong Xingchuan thought he had kept his dignity and the bottom line, but in fact he stepped on Shi Xi's spine.

Sometimes Gong Xingchuan would think, if Shi Qi hadn't come to find him after Gong Kai's death, what would they be like now?

However, looking at it from another angle, Shi Qi can be regarded as a little heartless.

After being left behind for three years, he came up to him desperately, and didn't know how to ask for compensation, so his head was full of yellow waste, and his eyes looked down three ways every day.

Maybe it's really because of his youth, Gong Xingchuan thought.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, when Shi Xi leaned against his arms, he would breathe sweetly, and sometimes, Shi Xiaoqi would even rub against him.

But Gong Xingchuan's thinking is completely different from three years ago.

Shi Qi was conceited three years ago, so why not Gong Xingchuan?

Shi Qi thought that he could get rid of his lingering biological parents, and Gong Xingchuan thought that the red marriage certificate was not needed to maintain his relationship.

As it turns out, they were all wrong.

"Marrying you, am I going to call you Mr.?" Shi Qi tilted his head slightly, his neckline was tilted, and his slender collarbone was exposed.

He has a small frame, poor health, and looks thin no matter what.

The charming thoughts in Gong Xingchuan's heart were fleeting, replaced by irritability: "Shi Qi, have you taken good care of yourself?"

Shi Qi nodded inexplicably: "Yes."

He eats every day, sleeps every day, and lives much healthier than before.

Gong Xingchuan clenched and loosened the hand placed beside the bed, realizing that Shi Qi's "care" was different from normal people's understanding.

Also, how can he force a person who has never been taken care of by others to take care of himself?

Speaking of this, both of them were silent.

After a while, Shi Qi asked cautiously, "Is there still a phone call?"

Gong Xingchuan was almost laughed out of anger, but held back the corners of his mouth, "No more, we'll talk about it later."

He was instantly discouraged, lying limply on the bed, with half of his face buried in the pillow: "Uncle, come back quickly, I'm the only one at home, it's so deserted."

"If you think about it, you can send more messages or call me."

"That's different." Shi Qi seriously retorted.

How can it be the same?

When his uncle was at home, he could touch, kiss, and smell.

These cannot be replaced by any means.

"Then hold on for another two days." Gong Xingchuan glanced at the time, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Shi Qi grumbled, and forced Gong Xingchuan to breathe unsteadily, before hanging up the phone contentedly.

The liveliness was fleeting, and the pitch-black night was like heavy snow, weighing down heavily.

Shi Qi opened his eyes and lay on the bed expressionlessly.

He has insomnia again.

It was ridiculous to say that even he himself was paralyzed by the happy days with his uncle, thinking that these troubles would never come to him again.Today, he finally understands that Gong Xingchuan is not only his medicine, but also his salvation.

With Gong Xingchuan not around, he turned into a half-dead look again.

In the dead of night, time is like a viscous liquid, wrapping Shi Qi, wriggling in his faint breath.

Chaotic memories began to visit Shi Xi's brain in turn.

He tried his best to extract a trace of sweet memories from it - three years ago, Gong Xingchuan prepared for their wedding.

Shi Qi knew that he was sick, and also knew that going on like this was not an option, he might not even be able to support his uncle to go home.

He was deeply aware again that he was always alone in this world.

In the end, Shi Xi took a sleeping pill and fell into a drowsy sleep before dawn.

He stayed up for two days, and the date on the calendar finally moved slowly to Thursday.

Miyakogawa is the morning plane.

If the weather is good, they can have dinner together in the evening.

Shi Qi was excited from the moment he opened his eyes. He held the phone in his hand and kept chatting until his uncle boarded the plane.

But there was something else that made his heart hang completely.

At first, it was Lily who sent Shi Qikuang a message, telling him not to read Weibo, and even if he did, he would wait for Gong Xingchuan to come back before writing a response statement; later, it was Lu Hang and Pei Yun, who were worried about Shi Qi's mood, I hope he will not get excited; in the end, even Lou Yingdi sent a WeChat message, saying that there is no definite evidence for the news on Weibo, and warned him not to act rashly unless it is absolutely necessary.

No matter how dull Shi Qi was, he still realized that something had happened.

He obediently didn't look at Weibo, but his uneasiness became heavier and heavier.

He remembered that when he first entered the industry, he would receive tens of thousands of insults every day.

People hate his works, hate his news, hate everything related to him, and basically hate him as a person.

Shi Qi at that time did not choose to escape, and Shi Qi now will not escape.He clicked on Weibo.

The phone screen froze suddenly with tens of thousands of messages, and after a long time, before he became impatient, the news was finally refreshed.

Shi Xi only took one look, and heard the sound of his heart collapsing.

Bright red headlines fill the tiny screen - Why does a murderer star get away with it?

An unknown trumpet exposed a confession video of Xiang Guo and Ding Xin.

Shi Qi tapped his trembling fingertips several times, but failed to hit the play button accurately.

His worst fear happened.

That dirty memory that he avoided was so easy to appear in front of the world, and then majesticly occupied every eye-catching corner of the information age.

"Legal cafe", "criminal record", "juvenile delinquent"... all kinds of words came into Shi Xi's eyes.

He is not afraid of being scolded or blocked, he is only afraid that his past will become a topic of discussion.

That was the past that Shi Qi tried to bury, and even in front of Gong Xingchuan, he couldn't fully retell the past, but now it suddenly appeared in front of the world in the most tragic way.

Shi Qi clicked on the video.

Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin were sitting in the narrow living room, wearing old clothes that had been washed until they turned white. They held hands together, like every couple sharing weal and woe: "Shi Qi is our child. , not only did not give us money, we were not even allowed to live in the only new house, so we had to move back to the old house that was about to be demolished.”

"He used to work as a waiter in a nightclub, and we all know what he did."

"We don't mind if he doesn't study hard and has a rough private life, but he once cut my neck with a fruit knife."

The camera zooms in, and there is a shallow scar on Ding Xin's wrinkled neck.

A dark red blood flower suddenly exploded in front of Shi Qi's eyes.

He seemed to hold the cold knife again and cut Ding Xin's neck unexpectedly.

Blood spurted out, and his mother fell into a pool of blood with a grinning grin.

Shiqi, you will go to hell.

He knew what she was thinking.

Lily's phone call came in.

"Hello." Shi Xi's voice was almost drowned in the sound of electric current.

"Shi Qi, don't be in a hurry, this is obviously a video that someone deliberately induced your parents to record!" Lily's voice was soft and urgent, and the noise from the set came from the phone, "Don't go anywhere now, Just stay at home and wait for Gong Xingchuan!"

"Ah."

"I just watched that video repeatedly, and a teleprompter seemed to flash through the window glass. I will tell He Lan about this discovery. What you have to do now is to stay at home and wait for us to help you deal with the Internet. public opinion, do you understand?"

"it is good."

Shi Qi was too obedient, which made Lily uneasy: "Don't look at your phone after you hang up...Xiao Qi, we all believe in you."

"Thank you." He closed his eyes in pain.

What do you believe in him?

Ding Xin's neck was indeed cut by him.

The sun was covered by dark clouds, and the tiny light struggled behind the clouds, like a fish entangled in aquatic plants.

He tried to shine, and he found his own light, but God thought he was too dazzling, and blew out his light again.

Shi Qi clutched his phone, thinking, what would his uncle think of him when he saw such news?

Do you believe his explanation, or what Shi Xiangguo and Ding Xin said?

It should be him...

He tried to get up from the ground, but couldn't find the strength.

Uncle heard him talk about the past.

Uncle will see the truth.

Uncle will like him.

Uncle will give him a wedding.

Even if there is no little feather, even if there is no rose, even if there is no need to swear, Shi Qi just wants to tie his name with Gong Xingchuan.

He pulled the sheets hanging by the side of the bed, climbed onto the bed with difficulty, and then moved forward bit by bit.

[Yo, the legal cafe is also embarrassed to dominate the hot search every day? 】

[Murderer Shiqi get out of the entertainment industry! ! ! 】

[Why was the crime of intentional injury not sentenced?What a benefactor father, above the law! 】

[Support the two elderly people to seek justice. @平安在线 came out to say something, why let a murderer get away with it? 】

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Too many doubts weighed on Shi Qi, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

The all-conquering time habitat is gone. He just opened his heart to accept the goodwill of the world, but more malice took advantage of it and completely crushed him.

Shi Qi wept silently, and before he lost his mind, he threw the phone under the bed.

bang-

The muffled sound of metal touching the ground passed through the furniture, hit his eardrum, and along with the slowly flowing blood, he punched him in the heart.

He wanted to say, no.

I don't want to kill people.

I am not a white-eyed wolf.

Gong Xingchuan didn't even shield me.

But who will listen?

No response is the best response to gossip.

the phone is ringing.

Shi Qi wiped away his tears, struggled to roll under the bed, and whimpered softly with the sound of impact.

He touched his waist, and the familiar nausea returned.

Shi Xiangguo beat and kicked him, but Ding Xin was indifferent to him.

He wanders on the fringes of this world, never finding a harbor that can be called "home".

From this moment on, all warmth is selectively ignored by Shiqi.

He covered his mouth and rushed into the bathroom, vomited into the toilet until he couldn't even spit out acidic water, and suddenly calmed down.

There is always something that can set him free.

Shi Qi stretched out his pale fingers, letting the fingertips walk on the clean mirror.

He traced his eyebrows and eyes, traced his emotionless eyes, and finally traced his tightly pursed lips.

Then he saw the replacement razor blades on the counter.