What kind of bad thoughts can the stand-in male lead have?

Shang Lu stood up straight, looked up, and met Chi Yu's lifeless eyes.

He closed the door, put his hands in his pockets, and tried to look more smug than usual to give himself the upper hand over his rivals.

But in fact he didn't need that at all.

Chi Yu leaned against the pillow weakly, perhaps because he had just been pulled back from the gate of hell, his eyes seemed to be wandering and lifeless in the past, and he didn't seem to have much strength.

Shang Lu looked at him vigilantly, Chi Yu pulled the corners of his lips, and smiled at him like an elderly man:

"Relax, Shanglu, it's all over now, and I can't do anything to her...or are you worried that she will worry about me, a dying person?"

When the words "dying person" came out of his mouth, there was a sense of powerless self-deprecating.

Shanglu looked at him silently for a while, and glanced at the bloody paper ball in the trash can out of the corner of his eye, his eyes were dim and his emotions were complicated.

After a long time, he pursed his lips and smiled sarcastically: "A dying person still has the energy to engage in petty tricks to meddle in other people's feelings?"

He conveniently got a glass of warm water for Chi Yu and handed it to him.

After a while, Chi Yu's coughing eased a little, he raised his hand to take the water glass from Shanglu's hand, put it to his lips and took a sip.

A living person has appetites, emotions, emotions, and flesh and blood.

He folded his left leg on top of his right leg, propped his right elbow on the armrest, and held his temple with his fingers:

"Help me with the immigration procedures. I want to go abroad for medical treatment and settle down. After I die, someone will send you an email. You just need to cooperate in front of Jiang Li and pretend that I am still alive."

"Why would I lie to you with such a thing?" Chi Yu looked at his actions with a smile.

"Heh, not everyone is as immoral as you. Don't judge others with your own villainous heart."

Although he has always looked at this little green tea as a dislike, he is a living person after all, and he has never thought of letting him die.

As he said that, he turned on his phone and flipped through his address book, "I heard from Jiang Li that you suffered a brain trauma and left sequelae. I know a very famous brain doctor. I will contact him now and ask him to come over. .”

But Shang Lu has been with her for so long, so he naturally knows her character well, and also knows that she is not a god who wants nothing, she is just a person.

Chi Yu recovered a little bit of energy, and he was still interested in yelling at Shanglu: "If I didn't see you pouring water with my own eyes, I would have thought you would poison it."

Chi Yu had dealt with him many times, but few times he was able to gain the upper hand. This time, he allowed him to ridicule and sarcasm, completely messing things up.

Shang Lu was actually not that bad. He had seen Jiang Li laugh defenselessly when he was with Shang Lu more than once.

Don't look at Jiang Li's usual appearance of being cold and detached, with no desires or desires, like a god who does not eat fireworks.

When employees in the company are seriously ill, she will specially invite a private doctor to help treat them, not to mention Chi Yu who is very important to her.

In the face of life and death, such things as emotional hostility seem really insignificant.

Before Chi Yu took the water glass, he started coughing again.

Shanglu held the glass-steel water cup condescendingly, and watched him take out two pieces of paper with cold eyes. The white paper towel was dyed red.

It sounds absurd, but this is the first time in my life that I am cared about by my rival in love.

For some reason, he suddenly felt relieved.

Maybe the two of them are God's best arrangement.

He was sure that he liked Jiang Li, but he also knew that he couldn't selfishly stop her from running towards someone better.

"Cough cough cough..."

Warm water entered the throat, diluting the unspeakable rusty taste in the mouth and throat.

Before Chi Yu could open his mouth, he denied it himself, "Impossible, the scourge lasted for thousands of years, and your scourge didn't die so early."

Shanglu's mouth has always been very poisonous. He said the words "Thank you" very eccentrically, with a sense of sharpness that does not care about the life and death of others.

Without a doubt, the answer is yes.

Shang Lu pursed his lips tightly and frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to accept it.

Shanglu Qu rubbed his temples with his fingers, wanting to see what kind of tricks this little green tea was playing again, and asked in an impatient tone, "What's the matter?"

She has come to the present and will soon be freed from the shadow of the past. He doesn't want her to fall into the same predicament as before.

Chi Yu said again: "You should know that Jiang Li feels guilty towards me. She has always felt that it was because of her that I was targeted by the business, that the car accident happened, and that it caused my current illness. If She knows that my illness is incurable and will die soon, do you think she will break down and blame herself, and never forget me? Do you think she will remarry you?"

"Is your illness really hopeless?" Out of awe of life, he put away the sloppy clothes just now, sat up straight, and asked his own questions.

Shang Lu snorted impatiently, pulled over the chair Jiang Li was sitting on just now, stood up the tote bag leaning on the back of the chair, and sat down.

"Tell me, what can you do with me? If you want to pretend to be sick to win Jiang Li's sympathy, I advise you to weigh your own weight. She values ​​friendship and does not like you; but if you want to bless me and Jiang Li in advance If you remarry, then I will thank you for her, without your intervention, we will only be happier."

Shanglu raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

"I've told you in advance, it's up to you to believe it or not." Chi Yu raised his head indifferently, "I just need you to do me a favor."

If Chi Yu really left like this, Jiang Li would definitely collapse and doubt himself.

At this time, he suddenly understood why the original owner had always been in love with her secretly, but preferred to guard her silently rather than intervene in her marriage.

Not only because of moral constraints, but for the one you love, in many cases, not disturbing is the best respect for the other party than taking it by force.

It's a pity that he understood it too late, and could only love her for the original owner for a short time.

He raised his head, trying to force back the tears spinning in his eyes, forced a smile on his face and said to Shang Lu, "You don't have to waste your time, my illness is really hopeless. To tell you the truth, I am not from this world." .”

Sour Q, I wrote the chapter number wrong again