Chapter 80 Chapter 80 Dispute

Li Jinglang never expected that the first person he saw when he opened his eyes was Zhou Yuhe.

When he jumped off the mountain, he was ready to be smashed to pieces, but God didn't let him go. When he rolled down the mountain, he didn't even struggle. He thought that it would be over once and for all and all the pain would be ended.

He had been suffering from various illnesses since he was a child, but this torture still did not take his life. In fact, when he heard Zhou Su and Tang Ningyue talking on the phone, his thoughts of seeking death actually subsided a lot.

Especially when he saw Zhou Yuhe, Li Jinglang realized that he should definitely not be the one to die.

Beining fell into autumn overnight. It drizzled on the day Zhou Yuhe arrived. His assistant did not take away his umbrella, but left it at the door of the ward. The wet rain soaked a small area of ​​the floor, and the color instantly became several shades darker than the surrounding area, which looked quite eye-catching.

"You're recovering well."

When Zhou Yuhe spoke to him, there was a faint polite smile on his face, as if he really came to see some relatives of his wife.

“....”

The weasel was paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, but Li Jinglang just glanced at him and continued to flip through the white paper in his hand without even glancing at him again.

It was obvious that Zhou Yuhe had been having a good time recently. His face was rosy and he looked full of energy. Li Jinglang felt it was ironic to hear such clichés from his mouth. He didn't know whether Zhou Yuhe was secretly happy when he saw his sickly appearance.

After staying in the hospital for two months, Li Jinglang had lost a lot of weight, and his finger joints were about to pop out of the skin. Coupled with his pale face, Zhou Yuhe was really glad that Tang Ningyue didn't see Li Jinglang like this, otherwise he couldn't imagine how heartbroken Tang Ningyue would be.

Tang Ningyue was a person with limited emotions, and she seldom showed any softness towards people or things. But she always preferred Li Jinglang a little more. Perhaps it was the bond they had in their childhood, or something else. But now, Zhou Yuhe didn't want any new feelings to develop.

Let everything stop here, and there is no need for the two of them to have any further connection. After all, this was Tang Ningyue's first choice.

She was the one who gave up on Li Jinglang first, and Zhou Yuhe tacitly agreed that it was all over.

It was still drizzling outside the window, and outside the glass window where the raindrops slid across was a gray sky with dark clouds pressing down on it. Unlike Nancy where it was always a sunshower, the rain in Bac Ninh was always suffocating.

"What are your plans next?" Zhou Yuhe twirled the ring on his finger. "I heard from my wife that you've been accepted into graduate school. Are you planning to continue studying in Beining?"

Zhou Yuhe emphasized the word "wife". In fact, he was not such a high-profile person in public. He was always modest and cautious. The outside world had a high opinion of him. Even after the incident in the hotel last time, some people praised him for his magnanimity and not caring about matters. Li Jinglang wanted to laugh just by seeing these words in the media.

This is ridiculous.

"..." Li Jinglang didn't even raise his head, not even wanting to give him a cold smile. He lowered his head and looked at the clean book, no longer wanting to continue reading. "Are we in a relationship where we can discuss this kind of thing?"

"Or are you here on behalf of Tang Ningyue?"

Li Jinglang finally narrowed his eyes and stared at him. Neither of them gave in, and silent smoke of gunpowder had filled the not-so-big ward.

Zhou Yuhe just chuckled and touched his wrist with the ring on his hand. "She doesn't know I'm here today."

Zhou Yuhe said this slowly, which meant that Tang Ningyue knew that he almost died, but still had no intention of coming to see him. She really wanted to break up with him.

“.....”

The piece of paper in Li Jinglang's hand was about to be torn apart by his two fingers. He knew in his heart that he shouldn't believe Zhou Yuhe's words, but his heart still trembled when he heard this.

Even now, he still doesn't want to believe that all this is true.

The lover he thought he had lost and found got engaged, and the friend he finally had left him, who was not good at making friends, and Li Jinglang was abandoned by the world again.

"So what are you planning to do today?"

Li Jinglang couldn't ignore the wedding ring on Zhou Yuhe's finger, and even Zhou Yuhe's expression of happiness that he couldn't hide. Each one of them was eye-catching enough.

"If you plan to start a new life, I can pretend that nothing happened. You know I'm not a stingy person. My wife should have told you this."

“....”

This is really ridiculous. Does he still need Zhou Yuhe's forgiveness?

"What if I don't want to?" Li Jinglang had no intention of giving in. From the beginning to the end, he never really intended to give in. It was obvious that he was the one who had accompanied Tang Ningyue through so many difficult times. Why should he give up?

"You don't have a choice."

Zhou Yuhe put away his smile, his face darkened, his right hand clenched slightly into a fist, and his muscles tensed up.

"It turns out Mr. Zhou's generosity was all fake, and he's been pretending for so long, deceiving so many people."

"Li Jinglang, it's not like I haven't made concessions before." Zhou Yuhe paused, his glasses reflecting a cyan light. "It was Tang Ningyue who gave up on you first and chose me."

Zhou Yuhe felt that he had done his best, but Li Jinglang was still getting more and more unreasonable, with no intention of ending it. He had never seen anyone who could be so stubborn for more than ten years.

"Have you ever thought that maybe you don't love her at all, you're just obsessed with her."

Zhou Yuhe has seen too many people like this, and he firmly believes that Tang Ningyue will not be as happy with Li Jinglang as she is with him now.

"Zhou Yuhe." Li Jinglang spoke each word with a low tone but a strong voice, "You're a fucking bastard."

Li Jinglang had no idea how Zhou Yuhe had the nerve to say such things. It was clearly him who snatched Tang Ningyue away, and it was clearly him who was living the life that should belong to him now, yet he could say such things shamelessly.

"How good do you think you are?" Zhou Yuhe had never lost his composure in public. He was always polite and even the servants at home had never seen him like this. But nothing could stop him now. The blood in his body was surging.

"Being the third party, interfering in other people's feelings, showing off your pitifulness to gain her sympathy, do you know? She doesn't love you at all, she just feels sorry for you. I repeatedly backed down because I didn't want to embarrass her. What about you? What did you do? Do you really think I'm a Bodhisattva who can tolerate you?"

"So you think you're worthy of her love? If it weren't for that little family bond, do you think you'd be here today? Don't be so ungrateful. Without home, you're nothing, and she wouldn't choose to be with you."

Li Jinglang calmed down. He never thought of himself as a loser, but rather a victor. Even though the result was laid out before him, he never felt that Zhou Yuhe had defeated him.

"Zhou Yuhe, she will abandon you sooner or later, just like me now, thrown to the roadside to become a stray dog." Li Jinglang was surprisingly calm, and did not even raise his voice. Instead, looking at the usually gentle Zhou Yuhe, who was acting out of character, he actually felt a sense of pride.

"I'm different from you. We've been together since we were little. Even if she's always against me, she'll still come home and sit at the same table with me for dinner. After all, she'll still come back to my house after not seeing me for so many years. But you, if she doesn't want you anymore, you'll have nothing. You won't have any chance at all."

"I won't divorce her." Zhou Yuhe still said the same thing.

"You think you have the final say?"

There was a thunder outside, and the room was quiet for half a second, then fell silent at the same time. However, the two people were tit for tat, neither of them giving in. The flames were still rising, and it seemed that the roof would be blown off in the next second, when the door of the ward was suddenly opened.

A foot wearing nude high heels stepped in.

The two people turned their heads at the same time. Tang Ningyue leaned lazily against the door frame, staring boredly at the two people who were arguing over her with red faces.

And she yawned with a funny expression, as if she was watching some funny clown show.

Tang Ningyue looked around and asked, "It's nine o'clock. Does the hospital have breakfast at this time?"

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