CEO, Let's Get Married

She loves him. This is what she has insisted on since she knew her love to this day. Although she had all kinds of pain with him, she never regretted it.

Staring at him, the wound hurts again, but it is less than one ten thousandth of the bottom of my heart.

She and he are both lonely people. Whether he loves himself or not, they are people who are close to each other to keep warm when they are most lonely. Without lin'er, if she left again, he would be the only one left.

Poor him, what should I do?

Gu Qinchuan looked at her with a complicated look, held her hand and put it on his cheek, "stop talking, I'll be in the hospital soon..."

Ironically, his comfort is limited to this.

"Forget Sichuan... Forget Sichuan... Let me call your name more..."

She missed the days when she had him around, instead of facing the four white walls in the hospital all day. Now, she can finally lie down in his arms, head against his chest and listen to his heartbeat.

"Dong, Dong, Dong" has a powerful rhythm. Unconsciously, I don't feel how painful the knife edge is.

She was so tired that she closed her eyes.

"Forget the river... Whatever I miss... Don't hate me, okay?" her voice was like a whisper.

Gu Qinchuan only felt his throat tight and his eyes astringent.

Hold her tight, put his chin against her, and he said, "well, I don't hate anymore, I don't hate anymore..."

Yan Xiaojun smiled, as he did when he gave her the first bouquet of flowers a few years ago.

"That's nice..." she said.

She no longer pays attention to right and wrong, nor does she bother about what mistakes she has made. It's just that she cares about this man. She's so selfish that she doesn't want him to hate herself.

If you say extravagant expectations, this is the only one.

"In the car... Did you turn on the air conditioner?" her voice became lower and lower, her head hung down, and she couldn't lift it up again. Her voice seemed to squeeze out of her chest: "I'm so cold..."

Gu Qichuan's throat became tighter and tighter. He even choked when he spoke. "Turn off the air conditioner!"

The two bodyguards in front looked at each other. Although they didn't turn on the air conditioner, they responded with a tacit understanding. The power has been turned off.

He lowered his head again and smiled, "it's closed."

"That's good, that's good..." her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't break away any more, shrank in his arms, and her body began to twitch slightly.

"But I... still cold..."

Gu Qinchuan immediately hugged her, holding her hands, breathing hot air, rubbing back and forth, coaxing her from time to time: "it's not cold, it's not cold..."

Yan Xiaojun stuck to his chest and heard the sound echoing in his chest. She raised her lips and pulled out a weak and ethereal smile.

I really want to keep this moment in my heart forever

The car drove fast. After several red lights, it finally reached the door of the hospital.

"Here we are, young master!"

Gu Qichuan picked up Yan Xiaojun, who was covered in blood, hurried in and shouted, "where's the doctor? Where's the doctor?"

Someone came forward, looked at the posture and quickly said, "this way!"

Gu Qichuan strode and ran, lowering his head from time to time: "Xiaojun, don't sleep, we're in the hospital!"

The person in my arms is too thin to feel any weight. She never opened her eyes and tightened his hands, but she didn't loosen them. Dry lips, slightly open, overflow sound, low and inaudible.

But he heard it... He heard it.

She said, "it's too cold to be alone... Don't be alone..."

Suddenly, he stopped and stood where he was.

Grasp the hands of his skirt, slowly, a little bit down, powerless down.

He lowered his head, looked at her and wanted to laugh, but his sight was blurred.

He gently rubbed her forehead with his cheek and said low, "I'm not alone... I still have you, don't I?"

She was eager to hear this, but she couldn't give him any response.

As she said, she has made unreasonable mistakes in the eyes of outsiders, and paid an unbearable price for her own mistakes. However, it is undoubtedly the greatest happiness to die in the arms of a beloved man.

The doctor immediately pulled Yan Xiaojun out of his arms, put him on the cart and pushed him into the emergency room. Gu Qichuan still stood where he was, and most of his white shirt was dyed red. He leaned against the wall and watched her being pushed in... As if time turned back, he saw the scene when lin'er was pushed in. She held his hand tightly and didn't even feel the tears on her face.

At that time, at least, their hands were tightly intertwined.

Alone?

He held his head up against the wall, was in the corridor, and began to become deserted.

Gradually, only the glare of the fluorescent lamp overhead was left.

He narrowed his eyes and his sight became more and more blurred.

For a long time, the doctor came out and shook his head

Gu Qichuan went in and saw the people on the bed. One hand hung weakly by the bed, and his long hair was a little messy. The blood on her face had been cleaned, revealing her skinny cheeks. There are also some bruised lumps on it, which are obviously treated with violence.

He came to her and stretched out his hand to smooth her hair. The skin under the finger abdomen still has a trace of temperature, just like falling asleep and never having peace.

"Young master," someone approached behind him.

Garci looked at Yan Xiaojun, raised his eyes and asked calmly, "a neighbor called the police. JC has rushed there. What should the woman do?"

"A deranged woman, just self mutilation." Gu Qichuan slowly withdrew his hand, turned his head, his face tightened, his eyes were dark and bloodthirsty, "save her."

Without asking the reason, garci just nodded, and then quietly withdrew.

Looking back, he took another look at the people on the bed and whispered, "I will bring lin'er to you... Let him accompany you and never separate again."

After leaving the hospital, garci waited outside.

"Young master," he opened the door and Gu Qichuan sat in, "where are the people?"

"I've taken it back."

Gu Qichuan closed his eyes and said, "drive."

When she returned to her apartment, Tang Min shrank in the corner and her wounds were treated. At this meeting, she was already sober and looked ugly. She opened a pair of frightened big eyes and stared at the direction of the gate.

Gu Qinchuan went in, and her body shook suddenly: "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it..."

He said nothing and sat opposite her.

Tang Min raised her head, got up tremblingly, walked towards him, and knelt down to him with a "plop".

"I, I don't know how it happened. I didn't mean to... Cousin, she, she won't blame me..."

Faintly, he asked, "what's the matter with the injury on her face?"

"What, what injury?" Tang Min's sight began to avoid and dared not face it.

Gu Qichuan leaned forward and stared at her with cold eyes, "she's dead."

Tang Min widened her eyes and shook her head in a panic: "impossible... Impossible..." perhaps, she didn't think she would become a murderer one day. Tang Min sat on the ground in fear, and her hands began to unconsciously pull her long hair, which made her hair messy: "cousin won't die... How can she die? She's dead, and I'll become a murderer..." the more I think about it, the more I'm afraid, Tang Min finally cried, "how can she die? I don't want to go to jail!!" the last cry turned into a roar, or even abuse.

"I knew she was willing to hurt me! From the beginning she knew I fell in love with you, she began to envy me! So she didn't hesitate to use this move to destroy me and get you forever!! I should have known, I should have known!! this bad hearted woman, it's not enough for her to hurt your daughter and son. Now she wants to hurt me -"

Suddenly, she froze.

The black muzzle of the gun was blocked in her mouth.

Tang Min stared at Gu forgetting Chuan with a pair of frightened eyes. At that moment, she felt that she was so close to death.

Gu Qichuan's dark eyes seem to vent the endless darkness at the bottom of his heart, empty, dark and cold.

"It's not your turn to talk about her."

He didn't want to dirty the pistol, let alone stained with blood for her. He got up.

"Nonsense is so fierce. Send her to see the psychiatry department."

He didn't kill her, not because he was kind, but because he had a better punishment than killing her... Where he wanted to send her, she wouldn't want to leave again in her life.

When he was leaving, Tang Min Shuer reacted, screamed, rushed to catch him and shouted, "I don't want it! I'm not sick!"

Without waiting for her to get close to Gu forget Chuan, she was stopped by the bodyguard and put her up.

Gu Qichuan went out without looking back.

Behind him was Tang Min's scream.

Yan Xiaojun's funeral was very simple. He was the only one present.

Looking at her tombstone, the woman in the picture smiled brightly and moving. Next to her picture is their lovely son under the age of one year. Mother and son, together, will not be lonely.

Put her favorite flowers in front of her, and put a car toy next to her.

"You're not the only one who made mistakes, but you have to bear all the mistakes alone... It's unfair." he squatted down and stroked the brand-new tombstone. He said, "I don't blame you for a long time. I blame myself."

That afternoon, he accompanied their mother and son and said a lot of words.

He found that he hadn't said so much for a long time.

It's been alone for too long.

He didn't leave the cemetery until the sun set.

Garci drove the car and looked at the people behind him from the perspective mirror. "Young master, do you want to go back to the company?"

Gu Qichuan leaned against the car chair, some tired closed his eyes, and naturally blurted out: "go home."

Garci understood and drove back to Gu's house.

Since Gu Changtian's death, Gu's house has been particularly deserted. Only aunt Hua and a servant are here.

Seeing Gu forget Chuan, aunt Hua was stunned, "young master..."

"Aunt Hua, I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?" he asked. But he was domineering. He was like a lost boy, a little helpless.