When Qin Jue went upstairs, Lin Jingfei opened the door listening to the footsteps and stopped him in the corridor.
"Brother Jue, are you even leaving me?"
Qin Jue looked at her indifferently, and her voice had lost the gentleness of the past: "You said before that Lin Wei has been pestering you, please don't drive you out. Jingfei, I gave you one last chance, thinking that you would get along with you. Grandpa refused to get engaged, but how did you do it?"
Everyone thought that he couldn't bear to drive Lin Jingfei away. But the fact is that she assured him after Grandpa Ruan's funeral that she would help him deal with Grandpa Qin temporarily, and then refused to get engaged.
Grandpa Qin has always made a heavy commitment. Grandpa Ruan's entrustment before his death was due to a misunderstanding of the relationship between Qin Jue and Lin Jingfei, but Grandpa Qin still insisted on achieving his friend's wish.
The old man is used to being in charge, and his son and grandson have always followed him. In the Qin family, he can be regarded as one of the best.
Qin Jue knew that if he couldn't resolve the engagement, he had no right to beg Ruan Zhiyin's forgiveness. To make Grandpa change his mind completely, Lin Jingfei could only give up on her own initiative. He asked Lin Jingfei to stay, but he wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible.
But what Lin Jingfei did during this period of time was not simply to deal with it temporarily, but put him in a more unfavorable situation.
"I said it, but that's on the premise that Ruan Zhiyin will change her mind." Lin Jingfei grabbed his cuff and said, "Now? Ruan Zhiyin won't come back to you! She's already married!"
If Ruan Zhiyin's side had loosened, he would not be what he is now.
"Brother Jue, let it go, she doesn't love you at all."
They have been in a relationship for 20 years. She clearly cares about him more than Ruan Zhiyin. She tried her best, but why did he refuse to give up Ruan Zhiyin and give her a look
Qin Jue's eyes were cold, and after a while, she laughed at herself: "But I still love her, even if she doesn't look back, what qualifications do you have to let me let go?"
After he finished speaking, he pushed her hand away and closed his eyes: "I have done my best to you and Jiang Anzheng, but I owe her the only one."
It was right for Ruan Zhiyin to punish him.
But when she heard her vow that she loved Cheng Yuelin, Qin Jue still felt the dull pain in his heart, and the boundless bitterness drowned him, but she just stared coldly at him sinking into the turbulent emotions, and refused to do anything. Help.
She even, never said love to him, but told him that she fell in love with someone so lightly.
He has to take into account too many people and things, parents, relatives, friends, work. They were the most tacit working partners, and she never asked for anything, making him feel that he could save time with her for last.
But in the end, she was gone.
It was he who squandered her efforts, failed to discover her hidden emotions, and let Lin Jingfei and Jiang Anzheng's minds go unnoticed. These are all the debts he owed her.
Qin Jue did not escape the mistakes he made, but he also did not forgive Lin Jingfei and Jiang Anzheng for their deception. It's not enough, they should also let them taste what they have done and experience his current pain.
Lin Jingfei wanted to say something to explain, but when Qin Jue opened her eyes again, her eyes were already bone-chillingly cold, and her body was so cold that she froze there dumbfounded.
Qin Jue had never looked at her with this kind of eyes, and there seemed to be an indelible hatred in her eyes.
Lin Jingfei didn't know what happened to Jiahong when he went back to Jiahong, which made him suddenly become like this.
He released his hand unconsciously, and when he regained his senses, Qin Jue's indifferent back had disappeared at the end of the corridor.
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Back in the room, Qin Jue took out her mobile phone and habitually opened Weibo.
On the home page, there is only one follower.
The contact information has been blocked. This is the only way he can get close to her life during this period of time.
Ruan Zhiyin's Weibo only pays attention to some market news and doesn't often post things, but just updated a news, which is a photo without text.
In the photo, there is a bouquet of flowers next to the tombstone.
Qin Jue didn't want to think about whether Cheng Yuelin was with her when the photo was taken.
Knowing that she was angry because of the cheating meeting, Qin Jue waited at the corner of the hotel corridor early in the morning, wanting to apologize to her, even though her leg was aching unbearably.
But what he saw was a very dazzling scene.
Cheng Yuelin embraced her calmly, and the two walked out of the room together. Before taking a few steps, the man turned his head with a chuckle, pinched her chin and leaned over to kiss her.
The corridor was too quiet, Qin Jue stood at the corner, and could even hear the rustling of their clothes when they kissed, but at the end, her face was red with hope, but she just stared at the man beside her in anger.
At that moment, Qin Jue only felt that the reason in his mind collapsed, and he was about to go crazy.
Angry, surprised, and at a loss, he froze there numbly, completely forgetting his movements, his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had been slapped in the face.
But compared to the scene in front of him, he knew better what it meant when a man walked out of her room at this moment, and he couldn't stop his troubled thoughts.
Perhaps last night, they had indulged in a kiss in the hotel room, extremely intimate, something they had never experienced when they were busy with other things.
In the past, Qin Jue knew that she hadn't let go of the defense line, and he was even less qualified to make a promise at that time, and always felt that he would have to wait. Wait until they have enough time, until he can give her enough solemnity.
However, at this moment, looking at the scene in front of him, Qin Jue only felt embarrassed. In just a few short months, everything seems to have changed.
When the elevator was closed, Cheng Yuelin looked at him from a distance, looked at him with indifferent eyes, and wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, with a silent sarcasm.
Qin Jue instantly understood that the other party did it on purpose, to retaliate for what he said at the banquet last time, and perhaps it was also because of the 'dinner' he deliberately arranged.
He didn't know how he left, avoided the meeting after that, and didn't dare to see her again, for fear that he would see their intimacy and lose all sense of proportion.
Even though so many days have passed, every time I think of that scene, my heart is filled with pain, and the pain is suffocating.
Qin Jue opened a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, sat on the sofa and drank, trying to numb the nerves that were too painful. But after drinking a bottle, I couldn't help but recall Ruan Zhiyin's gentle and soft words over and over again in my mind.
After a while, he stood up staggeringly, took out a new calling card from the drawer by the bedside, and dialed the phone by drinking alcohol.
After the slow dripping—
The phone was connected.
Every time, Qin Jue didn't dare to speak, for fear that she would hang up if she made a sound, but she still wanted to hear her voice to comfort her thoughts.
However-
"Hey."
The male voice in the microphone was leisurely.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar soft voice came: "Who is it?"
"I don't know, I didn't say anything, I didn't make a note."
"Oh, probably a harassing call."
"Yeah." The man responded calmly, as if he put down the phone, but didn't hang up, and then said, "Come here and blow your hair for you."
It didn't take long for the blowing of the hairdryer to stop suddenly, and there was a faint, ambiguous gasp from the other end of the phone.
Qin Jue's hand holding the mobile phone was full of blue veins, her jaw clenched tightly, and she was so self-abused that she listened to everything on the microphone, but she was reluctant to hang up.
After a while, he heard her voice again: "Cheng Yuelin, what kind of hair do you blow, it's still wet after blowing!"
With a little anger, it doesn't match the gentle she in the impression.
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Xu County, hotel room.
When Cheng Yuelin sat on the edge of the bed and finished blowing her hair seriously, Ruan Zhiyin lay on his lap without getting up.
She picked up the phone next to her, only to find the call log that she just hung up.
Recently, she always received such silent harassing calls, each time with a different number, so she didn't care much.
Turn off call history and open Weibo.
On the top is a photo of the grave during the day.
There are scattered tombs on Fu'an Mountain. President Chen used to live in a village and town at the foot of the mountain. Before his death, he told Zhou Hongfei that he hoped to be buried on Fu'an Mountain because he could see the direction of the orphanage.
When they walked there, some thorny weeds grew near the tomb of the dean's mother. Cheng Yuelin was afraid that she would cut her hands, so she leaned over and worked for a while, emptying the weeds by herself.
Of course, his movements are not very skilled, but his expression is very serious.
Looking back, seeing Ruan Zhiyin staring at him in a daze, Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, I'm too good-looking, and I'm stunned again?"
Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled and shook his head: "I just want to tell the dean's mother that I have nothing left now."
Just now, he stared at the back of his weeding, and the feeling of unfamiliarity with the orphanage in the past few days seemed to be wiped out at that moment.
He gave her a new sense of belonging.
There is no shortage of a home and no shortage of that preference.
Returning to her thoughts, Ruan Zhiyin clicked on the comment, only to find a message—
[Look at the private message and add a WeChat. ]
The screen name is @sususu yixuan, and the comment time is after the class reunion. Looking at the dynamics, this person should be Su Yixuan. Ruan Zhiyin basically didn't use QQ, the other party probably didn't contact her, and she found Weibo along the way.
When she clicked on the unfollowed private message in the message bar, Ruan Zhiyin saw a long list of messages in it. Except for the WeChat message sent by Su Yixuan, more came from another person.
"looking at what?"
Seeing her frowning and sitting up, Cheng Yuelin leaned in and asked her while picking up the broken hair in her ear.
Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief, handed him the phone, and explained honestly, "These private messages seem to be sent by Qin Jue."
Qin Jue was quite persevering, and sent a few messages every day, asking for warmth, greetings on holidays, apologies and misses.
It's just unfortunate that it was all piled up in the unfollowed private messages, and Ruan Zhiyin didn't see it at all.
Of course, seeing it doesn't affect anything, that is, adding a few more blacklists.
Ruan Zhiyin never thought about getting involved with Qin Jue. His other contact methods have been blocked, so this is probably the only way to contact her.
If it weren't for special circumstances, Cheng Yuelin would pick her up from get off work every day, and most of the meeting opportunities Qin Jue could find were avoided.
Thinking about it now, her car had already been repaired, but Cheng Yuelin insisted on picking her up to and from get off work. Could it be that she was on guard against Qin Jue looking for her
The more Ruan Zhiyin thought about it, the more likely it became.
"Keep it." Cheng Yuelin glanced at the private message sent by Qin Jue, with a smooth chin slightly raised, and a relaxed attitude, "When the child is born, I will give him a gift."
"The child was born?" Ruan Zhiyin frowned at him, "Where did the child come from?"
He said it as if the child could pop out in the next second.
"Don't you have to—" The man's eyes fluttered past her flat belly, "Look at you?"
Ruan Zhiyin touched her lower abdomen subconsciously, then closed her eyes and remained silent for a while.
"Why, don't you want to have a baby?" Cheng Yuelin looked at her expression, pursed her lower lip lightly, and then said casually, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you want a child or not, I can accompany you a little longer if I sacrifice."
It was said that things were impermanent, but he was just afraid that if there was such a day, she would be left alone with no one to accompany her.
"I can't say I don't want to, it's just..." Ruan Zhiyin paused and looked up at him, "A Lin, do you think I can be a good mother?"
She didn't even know what kind of image her mother should be.
"It's okay if it's not good, isn't it still me?" He smiled, his eyelids drooping slightly, his expression arrogant and leisurely, "Then I'll force it and be both a father and a mother."
Seeing this, Ruan Zhiyin secretly sighed.
Recalling the days when Cheng Lang lived at home, she felt that he seemed even more unreliable as a father.
However, it is always good for him to have a heart. She couldn't show her disdain for his confidence, and changed the topic by talking about his father.
"Do you still miss Uncle Cheng now?"
"Occasionally." Cheng Yuelin didn't deny it, as if thinking of something, he patted her head and said with a smile, "Speaking of which, you are very pleasing to him."
Ruan Zhiyin looked at him suspiciously: "Me? Why?"
He lay down with her in his arms and said in a clear voice, "Probably because you let his son give him some breath."
After he was admitted to the A University, Cheng Fengzhi mentioned it when he saw it, and showed off for half a year. Of course, the other party also knew that Ruan Zhiyin contributed.
"At that time, he saw that I liked you, and he was wholeheartedly thinking of making you his daughter-in-law, saying that the dowry was ready, and all the time he implied that I would work harder."
Cheng Yuelin thought, if nothing happened later, if Cheng Fengzhi knew that he had succeeded, he would probably continue to show off that he had a daughter-in-law who passed the exam.
Thinking of Cheng Fengzhi's chubby and amiable appearance, Ruan Zhiyin smiled: "No wonder Zhao Bing would say that you have a girl you like. At first, when I heard her hint, I thought..."
"Why do you think?"
The man's deep eyes stared at him.
Ruan Zhiyin flattened her mouth and sighed in her heart.
As for why, of course, I can't mention it any more, she doesn't want to be dispelled by men.
So she shook her head and turned to hug him: "It's nothing, it's all a misunderstanding, it's not important."