Love you, never separate

When he Qing came out of the hospital, his whole body was still light. He felt that everything was not very real.

Some time ago, the doctor said that his illness had not been cured, but now he suddenly had a turn for the better, after he made up his mind.

Clearly I am ready to accept the reality, why give myself the last straw!

He Qing felt that there was a black and a white in his mind. Two little people were talking to him from left to right.

One said: Oh, if there's hope, go to cure it quickly. If it's cured, won't it be possible to be with Zhou Li? Don't forget, you still have grandma to take care of! Do you really have the heart to leave next week Li and grandma like this? Do you have the heart to leave grandma to Zhou Li alone?

The other said: if you want to die, you must die quickly. Do you have anything to do with Zhou Li? Why let others pay for your medical expenses! You still have the face to go to him? Stay away from him. Don't show up in front of him again. Maybe he will have a good impression on you after you die.

He Qing shakes his head, shakes off the messy ideas in his mind, and reaches for a taxi.

He Qing sitting in a taxi, looking at the fast backward scenery outside the window, spit out a long breath of turbid air.

I have completely broken with Zhou Li!

At least... He doesn't want to see himself any more.

It was supposed to be half an hour's drive, but now I think it's just around the corner. He Qing paid to get out of the car and saw an extended version of Lincoln parked at the door of the teahouse, thinking about whether there was a big man patronizing the small teahouse.

As soon as I turned my head, I saw Zhao Xiaochen squatting stealthily in front of the teahouse.

"Well, is there anyone suspicious?" He Qing quietly went to the back of him and looked with him along the direction he was looking at.

"Oh, lying trough! Give me a fright When Zhao Xiaochen heard the sound, he Qing's big face turned around. He was so scared that he leaned back and bumped his butt against the big stone beside the wall.

Zhao Xiaochen rubbed his ass and complained, "Why are you running behind me stealthily! I almost hit my ass! Are you a spy? There are still suspicious people! "

He Qing stretched out his hand to pull him up, with a helpless face, "I said, it's you who are furtive, boss! Why don't you sit in the office and blow the air conditioner on this hot day

"Did you get into trouble with a girl who was chased and beaten?"

He Qing inevitably thinks of the luxury car at the door again, and uses his rich imagination to fill Zhao Xiaochen's mind with a love scene. The prodigal son colludes with the rich girl, abandons everything, and is chased and beaten.

Zhao Xiaochen saw that he Qing's face was not right. He put his arm around his neck and put a bow on He Qing's back. His other hand slapped him on the head. "What do you think? What do you think? Man, I'm a serious businessman. I don't touch that stuff! "

He Qing was startled by Zhao Xiaochen's sudden action. For the first time he had such close contact with people other than Zhou Li, he was not used to shrinking his neck.

Feeling he Qing's maladjustment, Zhao Xiaochen loosened his arm and coughed a little, "ah, that..."

There was a sudden sound of footwork at the main entrance of the teahouse, which interrupted what Zhao Xiaochen was going to say next. Zhao Xiaochen's face was stiff, and he swallowed the words stuck in his throat.

"Lying trough, forget business!" Low voice scolded a sentence Niang, quickly push he Qing to hide behind the pillar.

He Qing is confused. He thinks that Zhao Xiaochen has provoked someone to settle the bill outside. He hides behind the post directly along Zhao Xiaochen's force. He looks at the sound source and finally understands.

Ah, it's Zhou Li.

I haven't seen him for half a month.

His clients this time should be very important, surrounded by circle after circle of bodyguards, like many first-line stars attending the press conference.

But even with so many people around him, he Qing saw him at a glance.

He is as handsome, straight and confident as ever. When talking to customers, he always has the right smile on his face.

He Qing watched Zhou Li and the customer at the door. They had a good conversation and shook hands. Finally, Zhou Li took the customer to the car and watched the car leave. It seemed that the conversation had come to an end.

He Qing is almost obsessed with staring at Zhou Li's back, his eyes blink, as if to carve every action in his heart.

Maybe he Qing's eyes are too hot. Zhou Li seems to feel that he Qing turns his head and looks over. Before he Qing can get back his eyes, he collides with Zhou Li.

Maybe Zhou Li's eyes are too cold at this time. He Qing looks into Zhou Li's eyes and tries to see some redundant feelings in his eyes.

Unfortunately, he failed.

When Zhou Li looked over, his eyes were very indifferent, like looking at a stranger he had never seen before, and there was no wave in his eyes. He explained the two words of indifference incisively and vividly.

He Qing wanted to squeeze out a smile to him, but he found that the corner of his mouth was stiff and his nose was sour. He had an impulse to cry.

That's the best result, isn't it?

Isn't that what you want?

Gradually away, like strangers.

"Mr. Zhou, in the afternoon, he made an appointment with Mr. Wang of Xinghe to discuss the contract. Mr. Wang said he would let you decide the place. Look..." Secretary Xiao Lu, holding a thick pile of documents, swung to Zhou Li's desk, got up and asked with his glasses.

Zhou Li's hand of signing the document stopped and his head did not lift. "Go to the teahouse in the north of the city."

"But there..." it's quite far away... What else did Xiao Lu want to say? He was winked by the assistant who opened the door and came in. He immediately shut up.

"Yes, I'll arrange it now."

Zhou Li doesn't know what's wrong with him. He hasn't seen he Qing for half a month since he left last time. He thinks about He Qing every day and goes crazy.

Zhou Li felt that what he said that day was too heavy. Would he Qing be sad? Would he be alone in the corner?

He felt that he was too cheap. He was so mean to himself that he still thought about him.

In the dead of night, he would also think, what is he Qing doing now? Are you thinking about yourself?

How are you doing? Did you go to the hospital on time?

Many times he wanted to run to find he Qing, but he held back.

He doesn't want to put pressure on He Qing. He Qing's health is very bad now. He can't force him any more.

I need to give him some time to think about it and calm down.

I also need to change my temper and think about how to solve the problems between them.