MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 54
Chapter 54
The anecdote is the VIP of the most famous luxury car club in Beijing. It is said to be the relative of the head of a military region. The princeling party drank some wine to Yanxi Villa that night, who knows that the car has made a life. How can the emperor's crimes be sinful with the untouchables, and the people's buttocks are waiting for more flattering, and this matter is hard to even pick up a splash.
Jiang Wenxu knew that it was already two days after the intoxication. He only felt that his heartbeat had stopped for a moment. He didn't have too deep feelings for intoxication. He only used the original intention of playing with kittens and puppies, but he was shocked to hear such sudden news.
Jiang Wenxu's family is so deep, saying that his hand is still clean. It is a ghost. He has no apologies and movements for the intoxication, but his heart is twisted and hurts. Jiang Wenxu did not think that he had let go of intoxication, and that person suddenly died. He also suddenly wakes up, a person's life and death, not manpower can be manipulated.
Later, Jiang Wenxu knew that he was sad at the time. The loneliness at that time was really sad to the extreme. Because he thought of the He Zhishu.
Before Jiang Wenxu, even if he knew that He Zhishu had such a disease, he never thought that He Zhishu would die. What he always thought was to find He Zhishu, and he was good to him. Give him wrong, always, always with him.
It turns out that not everything in the world can be as you wish. Jiang Wenxu closed his eyes in amazement, and he knew what was unpredictable death.
Jingwen's wedding is still held as usual. Zhang Jingwen wants to wait for Jiang Wenxu to slowly find another Hezhishu, but the bride's grandfather's body is very bad recently. The biggest wish is to see his most precious girl. Marry a good man.
Jiang Wenxu came on the ceremony day and personally wrapped a very thick red envelope. On a good day, Jiang Wenxu originally wanted to make his face a little more festive, but it was not easy. His state was very poor, his face was thin and sullen, and his eyes were dense and dense.
Jing Wenxu personally greeted Jiang Wenxu, the intimate men’s shoulders, Jingwen was very intimate and could not ask, Jiang Wenxu could not stand any sympathetic eyes: "Come, go to the inner hall, the bride and the bridesmaids take turns Give it to you again."
Jiang Wenxu shook his head and chuckled: "Forget it, let them take turns to respect the old man. I just came with a gift." He took the red envelope out: "I count my heart."
Jiang Wenxu has always been generous to the people around him. The red paper has been packed with eight thousand as a color head. The real heart is the card in the money.
Jingwen didn't know the doorway inside. There wasn't much psychological burden to pick it up. The smile was pinched: "Oh, it's really thick."
Jiang Wenxu's eyes were milder and he smiled. "I and the book are both."
Jingwen stunned for a moment, and looked at Jiang Wenxu for a while, his heart was sour. He gently said: "Wen Xu..."
Full of sourness and sigh: "...you have a horn and have white hair."
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Ai Ziqian came away that night. He knew his younger brother. He didn't persuade the extra words, because he knew very well that he would be the best, how long can a terminally ill patient not live? When it’s over a year, it’s gone, how long can the dead be remembered? In less than a year, Ai Ziqian can afford to give his brother a class.
He Zhishu’s illness is heavy. He was covered with bruises and bruises, and severe areas had begun to edema. In the swollen place, the finger can be poked up to see a small pit, but the invisible is the tingling tingling.
When He Zhishu became a prostitute, he couldn’t eat anything, and he didn’t have the strength to go everywhere. He never caused trouble, and he didn’t make any noise. He Zhishu recently liked the small balcony on the second floor of the long window. Looking down is the long, crazy and happy plant of Dr. Ai. It seems that a few small flowers have grown. Looking far away is Lingyin and the tea garden small lake, the scenery is very good.
Ai Ziyu’s distressed He Zhishu’s distressed day is difficult to sit on, and He Zhishu is even more embarrassed than he thinks. Not only does the drug really do not move, but even the painkillers and sleeping pills are no longer touched.
On this day, He Zhishu burned another day, and the physical exertion was too big and easy to sleep. It was difficult to get up early at night.
Ai Ziyu wiped her cheeks with a warm towel and carefully wiped her cheeks from her eyebrows. She couldn’t control her eyes and kissed her, and then kissed her lips and lie in the side of He Zhishu. Living.
These days, when He Zhishu was insomnia, Ai Ziyu often hugged him into his arms. He Zhishu was afraid of cold, and he felt cold when the air conditioner temperature was high. Ai Ziyu is hot, and he can hold the He Zhishu with one arm and take a few shots like a child. After a long time, He Zhishu slept better, and Ai Ziyu’s feelings became shallower.
So this evening, He Zhishu had some sounds, and Ai Ziyu woke up. He heard the whisper of the whisper of He Zhishu, and he was crying. Ai Ziyu turned on the desk lamp, and He Zhishu was still not awake. He had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead. He was afraid that he was uncomfortable in his body and could not help but feel pain in his dreams.
Ai Ziyu went to wash the towel and wiped the face of He Zhishu. He looked at the transparent tear line on the cheek of He Zhishu. He kissed the eyelashes of He Zhishu and prayed that He Zhishu could sleep peacefully.
He Zhishu suddenly blinked, and looked at Ai Ziyu, then suddenly, no head and no brain opening: "...What about my ring?"
"Do you see my ring?"
Ai Ziyu couldn't touch the mind, but found that He Zhishu's eyes were simply chaotic. I was stunned by my dreams.
Ai Ziyu, he lay down and fell asleep, holding the hand of He Zhishu and looked at it. The ring finger did have a circle of white marks left by the ring all the year round.
