Han Qingrang: "..."
Originally in the hospital, when he vomited blood, Zhiyun was panicked, at a loss, and cried like a child. She thought he was going to leave her. She thought the deal was invalid and Han Qingrang would still leave.
But now, everything is fine, and the fact that Han Qingrang vomited blood has become something she can often use to tease him.
After the interrogation, Zhiyun felt bored.
She said, "I'm thirsty."
Han Qingrang stood up without hesitation to pour her some water.
He poured the water over, and Zhiyun took it and said, "Since you poured water for me, I reluctantly forgive you."
She was about to drink some water when Han Qingrang suddenly said, "Zhizhi, I seem to be remembering our past."
Hearing this, Zhiyun's hand loosened and the cup of water fell to the ground with a splash.
With a snap, the cup shattered, splashing water and glass shards everywhere.
Zhiyun's face turned pale instantly. She stared at him with wide eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "Do you remember everything?"
"Zhizhi, you are scared," he said.
"I didn't." Zhiyun stared at him without blinking, "Do you really remember everything?"
"Weave weave..."
He reached out his hand, wanting to hug her, but Zhiyun raised her hand to block his approach, "Han Qingrang, how much do you remember?"
"We once loved each other, but, Zhizhi, tell me, what are you afraid of?"
Zhiyun could tell from his eyes and voice that he hadn't really remembered everything, but if he continued like this, he would soon.
And her last time is almost up.
What he said just now was just a test for her; he didn't really remember everything.
Zhiyun's hand slowly fell on her lower abdomen. What should she do with the child? What should she do with this child...
She has always made promises to Han Qingrang, but what she should consider more is the final destination of the child. She is really an incompetent mother.
"You didn't remember it." Zhiyun smiled with relief, "You'd better not remember it."
"Why?"
"Because it's unbearable, there's no need to think about it." Zhiyun said in a hoarse voice.
Her voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the room.
Han Qingrang, there are only ten days left. I wanted to go back to Xihua with you again, but now I can’t.
The two of them stared at each other quietly for a long while before he asked her softly, "Why are you so unbearable?"
Zhiyun didn't want him to ask any more questions: "I am the one who has wronged you. I was unruly. I shouldn't have betrayed you after having you. I am a shameless woman. That's it. So for me, this is unbearable. I don't want you to remember it."
"Why do you say that about yourself?"
"I'm not saying this about myself, because I am just that kind of person. You just haven't seen the other side of me clearly. It's not too late to tell you now. No matter what you think, I am just that kind of unbearable person, so I beg you not to think about it. It's fine as it is now..."
She spoke a lot in one breath.
Every word is degrading to myself.
Just because I don't want his memory to be broken.
If he remembered everything at this moment, Zhiyun was afraid that he would do everything to stop her. He was such a paranoid person, he would definitely do something even more paranoid.
By then, all the deals she had made with the boss lady would have been in vain.
"Weave weave..."
His voice was full of helplessness.
Zhiyun couldn't bear to hear him calling her like that. No wonder she always felt that there was something different when he called her...
"Han Qingrang," Zhiyun suddenly said, "Let's both calm down for a while," she looked into his eyes, "okay?"
He stared at her for a long time.
After a long time, he finally responded, "Okay."
…
This night was exceptionally peaceful and tranquil.
Zhiyun could feel that when Han Qingrang held him to sleep, he was always uneasy. He couldn't sleep, fearing that she would disappear as soon as he closed his eyes.
Zhiyun's heart ached.
She contacted Louis quietly.
Two days later.
In the afternoon, the silence between them was broken by Zhiyun, "Han Qingrang."
"I'm here." Hearing her calling him, Han Qingrang looked up at her in surprise.
Zhiyun asked him: "Do you know what flavor I like?"
“Sour.”
"You know what flavor I hate?"
"Sweet."
"You're both right," Zhiyun said, her smile widening. "When I was little, I ate too many sweets, and when I grew up, I didn't want to have them anymore. Just like when I like someone for too long, I slowly become fickle."
After the words fell, there was silence between the two of them.
"Zhizhi, don't say you don't love me. I want you to love me forever," he hugged her, wishing he could melt her into his own flesh and blood. "Every minute and every second, I want you to be mine."
"Han Qingrang, how can you be so overbearing!"
"I only want you," he said.
Zhiyun felt a pang of pain in her nose.
The one who loves her is Dr. Han, the one who cares for her is Han Qingrang, both of them are him.
And she was very greedy, loving every aspect of him, loving every bit of him.
Zhiyun pursed her lips and said to him softly, "Han Qingrang, I want to eat some carambolas, not overly ripe ones, but ones that are a bit sour to my liking. Can you go buy some for me?"
"Okay." He immediately agreed to her and did as she said.
He was about to go out, but before he left, he came back and hugged and kissed her.
His clean breath sprayed on her cheek, "Zhizhi, wait until I come back, don't leave."
"Where can I go? You're still here, aren't you?" she said, with a starry smile in her eyes.
Not long after Han Qingrang left the house, there was a knock on the door.
Zhiyun went to open the door.
When she saw Louis's face, which was exactly the same as Han Qingrang's, she almost made a mistake, but the clothes were different. She remembered clearly which clothes Han Qingrang was wearing today.
"Come in."
Zhiyun moved aside and Louis came in.
Closing the door, Zhiyun walked forward.
Lewis’s voice came from behind, “Ali, you finally took the initiative to find me.”
He was clearly far away from her, but his voice seemed very close.
Zhiyun turned around and faced him not far away, "Lord Duke Louis, I hope you can do me a favor."
"If you just ask," he said softly.
…
Han Qing bought the star fruit that Zhiyun wanted to eat.
When he swiped his card to come in, what he saw was a scene that drove him crazy.
Zhiyun hugged the man and leaned in his arms, and the two seemed to be intimate.
When she heard the door open, she was probably frightened and got off him in a panic and tidied her clothes.
And that man...
Han Qingrang's gaze was fixed on the man's face.
"Louis."
He pronounced the name.
Louis smiled slightly, "Your Highness Prince Murshidi, long time no see."
As he said the greeting, Louis had already reached out and held Zhiyun in his arms, declaring his sovereignty.
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