deliberate kiss

Chapter 268

Cheng Weiyue saw the name on the screen inadvertently, nodded quickly and said: "Okay, you can go now."

In the old house of the Zhou family in Jingcheng, Zhou Bingquan was sitting on a pear-blossom bed, feeling depressed.

He kept holding the phone in his hand, waiting for the moment Zhou Jingwei connected, and quickly put it to his ear.

"Jing Wei."

Zhou Jingwei heard something strange in Zhou Bingquan's voice.

He frowned and said, "What's wrong with your body? What's the matter with your voice?"

"It's nothing, what can I have?" Zhou Bingquan denied it flatly, coughed, and said, "I looked at the weather forecast, and there will be several days of snow in the northern suburbs. You should be safe by yourself."

Such inquisitiveness is really rare between father and son. Zhou Jing was at a loss for a moment, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I know, you have to take care of yourself."

"Of course I will. As people get older, they will naturally cherish their lives more and more. You don't need to say these words, I know them too." Zhou Bingquan said in a low voice, very gentle.

Zhou Jingwei said 'hmm'.

The father and son fell into a lengthy silence.

Zhou Bingquan hesitated for a long time before asking, "When do you plan to come back?"

"I'll go back after spending Christmas with Weiyue." Zhou Jingwei said calmly.

There was a slight smile on Zhou Bingquan's face, which was so shallow that it was almost invisible, "Everything in a person's life is imaginary, and it is only true if there is someone around him who knows the cold and the hot. That child Weiyue is prejudiced, please say sorry to her for me, if I have time, I want to see her."

Zhou Jingwei said yes, pursed his lips, and said: "Don't worry, I will tell her."

Zhou Bingquan said several "good" words again and again.

It is probably due to years of unfamiliarity, it is impossible to become familiar and warm overnight, Zhou Bingquan was silent for a long time, and sighed again.

He whispered: "It's getting late, you and that child Weiyue should go to bed early, don't just stay up late just because you are young, you know?"

"You also go to bed earlier."

Zhou Bingquan responded with a 'hmm', and hung up the phone with trembling hands.

The butler immediately took the phone and placed it on the bedside for Zhou Bingquan, anxious and sad: "Master, why didn't you tell the young master?"

"What can I say?" Zhou Bingquan was very resolute: "I have never done what a father should do in my life. There is no reason to bother him now."

"But your body."

"I know my body well, and I'm fine." Zhou Bingquan said decisively, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

After all, the butler has been with Zhou Bingquan all his life, and he has been with him since he was a child. After so many years of master-servant relationship, he has long regarded Zhou Bingquan as his family.

"You are in the prime of life, maybe this disease can be cured." The housekeeper said reluctantly.

However, Zhou Bingquan smiled relievedly, and said with an understatement gesture: "Is it important to be good or not? She hates me to death. She wants me to die, and I will fulfill her."

The butler's eyes were reddened by what Zhou Bingquan said, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "No matter how big the enmity is, she shouldn't poison you!"

"There's nothing wrong with it, it's my fault." Zhou Bingquan coughed softly, and said, "Where is Xuan Suren? I want to see her."

"What do you still see her doing now?" the housekeeper said with a slap in the face, "You didn't pursue it, and you kept concealing her poisoning. You have done your best to him, why see her again, and let yourself be sad for nothing."

Zhou Bingquan remained silent for a long time, and just when the housekeeper thought he would not answer, the housekeeper heard him say, "I'm sad not to see her."

Why don't you want to see him?
After all, she was the woman he had loved all his life.

No matter what she does to herself, no matter how much she hates herself, many things cannot be changed, and many feelings cannot be transferred.

Lin Xuansu was wearing a blue-and-white long dress, her hair was tied up behind her head with a silver grate, and she walked step by step from a distance with an indifferent face.

The years did not leave too many traces on Lin Xuansu's face. During the years when she was unconscious, Zhou Bingquan always felt dazed when he looked at Lin Xuansu's face.

She seemed to stay in the past forever, her appearance and voice unchanged.

And I was dragged forward by time, no matter how hard I tried to take care of it, it was still hard to hide the traces of time.

Is this God's punishment for him?Punish him for the absurdity of his youth.

Until Zhou Bingquan's eyes became obsessed, he didn't mind Lin Xuansu's indifference at all, and said softly: "Susu, you are finally willing to see me."

"If I can't come, I don't want to see you at all." Lin Xuansu looked at him dying coldly, frowned suddenly, and said in a puzzled tone: "Zhou Bingquan, why are you still alive?"

Why are you not dead yet.

What a cruel sentence.

But Zhou Bingquan listened without changing his face, and even smiled leisurely, and said in a gentle voice: "It's almost here, it shouldn't be long."

Lin Xuansu's eyes showed a bit of resentment, she said: "You should die soon, and you can go down and apologize to my family when you die."

"Well, I'll go." Zhou Bingquan said in a low voice, "Susu, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have forced you to marry me back then."

There was mist in Lin Xuansu's eyes, but Zhou Bingquan spoke again, but it made people angry. He said, "That's true, but I don't regret it."

Lin Xuansu had no choice but to hate him.

Her eyes were like a knife quenched with poison, and she stabbed at Zhou Bingquan's body: "I hate you, I wish you would die!"

She kept saying dead words, as if there was nothing else to say between the two of them.

"I know you want me to die, so I know that the glass of water you bring me every night is filled with chronic poison, but I still drink it willingly."

Zhou Bingquan smiled slightly, trying to raise his hand to touch the corner of Lin Xuansu's skirt: "I love you, so you want me to die, I am willing."

The tears that Lin Xuansu couldn't hold back with great difficulty suddenly fell down her eyes.

"Don't talk to me like that! I won't forgive you, let alone regret it!" After Lin Xuansu finished speaking, she didn't dare to look at Zhou Bingquan again, and ran outside.

The slender and soft fabric of the skirt passed slowly in Zhou Bingquan's hands, leaving only a touch that dissipated with the wind.

Zhou Bingquan suddenly remembered many years ago, when he first met Lin Xuansu.

The person he wanted to marry at the beginning was actually not Lin Xuansu, but Lin Xuansu's cousin, the only daughter of the Tao family, Tao Qingyi.

The Tao family is an old aristocrat in Jingcheng, and the family transferred their influence abroad many years ago.

Tao Qingyi has a beautiful appearance, and grew up in the West, with a lively and cheerful personality.

(End of this chapter)