Chapter 19 Chapter 19 "Why, you still want me to hold you."...
At that moment, the sounds of the wind, the misty rain, and the rape flowers swaying in the wind all stopped abruptly.
Qin Du loosened his tightly clenched fingers and stretched them out gently.
Cheng Yunqing, who was standing by, couldn't stand Qin Du's attitude and said calmly:
"Liu Jingheng is certainly not very smart, unable to distinguish between ants and termites, but not wanting to ruin the feng shui and affect the hearts of your descendants is by no means foolish."
Qin Du's gaze passed through the hazy drizzle and fell on the black and white photo on the stone tablet.
Before she died, the woman was rarely lucid. Her bony hands tightly grasped his sleeves and she said to him with all her might:
“Trust is precious and must never be betrayed.”
The wind in the rain is very noisy.
A century passed in silence.
Qin Du's tall figure slowly lowered itself, squatting gracefully like a standard one-kneeling proposal.
He stared at Liu Jingheng's dirty face, as if it was very rare for him to observe someone so carefully.
After a long time, he took out a handkerchief from his chest pocket, took Liu Jingheng's hand, and lowered his eyes.
With the rhythmic wiping action, the snow-white handkerchief became stained and mottled.
The whole process was not embellished in any way.
Liu Jingheng: This... isn't right.
If you think about it, ants, there are;
The Qin family and Cheng Yunqing, have;
There were also interrupted ancestor worship ceremonies.
How come two eyes and a nose combined together become a dinosaur?
After Qin Du wiped Liu Jingheng's hands, he continued to wipe the mud off his face.
Liu Jingheng: This is not right.
It's about order.
The stupid little brain thought about it for a long time but got nothing.
Only the curled tongue said: "Shoot, shoot you."
Qin Du raised his eyes slightly and looked at him for a moment, then lowered his eyes, his voice still indifferent:
"You like to act like a spoiled child, don't you?"
"No, I didn't."
Qin Du stopped, folded the dirty handkerchief, and handed it to Liu Jingheng:
"You performed well today, and I won't hold it against you. But if you still don't know how to behave, you'll end up back where you came from."
After saying that, he stood up, turned around and strode away.
Liu Jingheng:?
"Are you okay?" Cheng Yunqing helped the man up and placed him in a wheelchair.
Liu Jingheng shook her head and looked at Qin Du's departing back again.
His steps were still steady, and every step he took created a cold wind.
Stepping into the crowd, but in the countless confrontations, Liu Jingheng inexplicably read a sense of desolation, sadness and misery.
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A joke happened during the ancestor worship. Mr. Qin knew that he felt guilty towards his ancestors, so he went to the ancestral hall alone to recite scriptures and hymns in order to seek forgiveness from his ancestors.
In the room.
Liu Jingheng finished her phone call with Uncle Li.
Uncle Li asked, "Did everything go well with the ancestral worship ceremony today?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
"Has Mr. Qin visited his mother?" Uncle Li asked cautiously.
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
"Oh..." Uncle Li sighed.
Liu Jingheng didn't know whether Mr. Qin had seen her mother, so in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it was right to ask.
"Mr. Qin may be in a bad mood these two days. If you have time, talk to him. He doesn't have anyone he can talk to in this family." Uncle Li said again.
Liu Jingheng quickly hung up the phone, fearing that if he was any later, Uncle Li would ask him to warm Mr. Qin's bed.
The drizzle had stopped in the afternoon, and the fragrance of the moist earth after the rain drifted in through the open windows of Dalian.
Liu Jingheng likes this smell, which represents the thriving vitality that is just out of his reach.
He was unusually cautious, and even when no one was around, he would always take his electric wheelchair with him when he went out.
After passing through the crisscrossing paths, the view suddenly opens up. The wilderness stretches as far as the eye can see, and the moist evening breeze blows the rape flowers into a sea.
The moon was very big and bright, and it was very close. It emitted a cool and white light, illuminating the vast mountains.
Liu Jingheng sat in his luxurious two-wheeled vehicle and slowly crossed the vast wilderness. Under the huge moon, everything in the world became insignificant.
A small black dot stood quietly under the moon, like the WeChat opening screen picture.
Although they were very far away, Liu Jingheng could still read the man's unique desolation and loneliness through the motionless black spot.
He pondered for a moment, then slowly moved his wheelchair over.
Although his mission is to serve as cannon fodder, the first half of the plot separates the two lovers, while the second half becomes the glue that allows the protagonists' emotions to grow.
But he understood how the man felt.
When he stood alone in the corner, looking at the kids playing football with envy, he also hoped that someone would come to him quietly, even without saying a word, at least not making him look so miserable.
The sound of the evening breeze matches the sound of the wheels crushing the grass seeds perfectly.
Under the moonlight, Qin Du raised his eyes and glanced back.
"Ahem." Liu Jingheng cleared her throat, reminding Qin Du that he was coming.
Qin Du withdrew his gaze, pretending not to hear anything, and continued to stare at the moonlight.
Liu Jingheng racked her brains for a long time but couldn't come up with any lines other than the original text.
So: "Hello."
Qin Du usually ignored others. I don't know if this "hello" was too abrupt, but he actually responded:
"good."
After that, Liu Jingheng crashed and had no words to say.
Without saying a word, the two of them looked up at the cold white jade plate in the sky.
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky again, and a cool breeze blew across the wilderness. Liu Jingheng sneezed out of the cold.
His nose was itchy, so he searched all his pockets for a tissue.
Unable to find his back pocket, he quietly stood up with his feet still on the wheelchair pedals so that he could sit down at any time if Qin Du found him.
Then, according to the law of leverage, Liu Jingheng's upright body tilted at a 60-degree angle, and the wheelchair jumped onto his back, rolling down the slope with him.
Liu Jingheng:!
With a loud bang, the wheelchair flew into the river.
Half of Liu Jingheng's leg had sunk into the river. She held on to the grass tightly with both hands and stopped at the moment before falling into the water.
Liu Jingheng had a blank expression on her face, and her eyes were filled with tears: Be strong, firm, and strong.
On the top of the slope, a tall figure stood for a long time, and then slowly came over through the moonlight all over the ground.
At this time, Liu Jingheng's dull little brain began to spin slowly again.
In the original text, in order to play the victim, the original owner often pretended to fall out of the wheelchair, lying on the ground and stretching out his hands to the people who came:
"Help...help me, I don't want to die, please help me."
Reciting the original text over and over in her mind, Liu Jingheng looked up and met Qin Du's cold expression. There was a coldness in his eyes, and there was no care and compassion that should be shown to someone in need of help.
Liu Jingheng shuddered, not knowing whether it was because the river water was too cold or for some other reason. She opened her mouth and said:
"You are going to die, save me."
Qin Du stopped.
Liu Jingheng held the grass tightly with one hand, and used the other hand to count on her fingers:
Death, yes;
Save, have;
There are two subjects.
It’s definitely right this time.
Qin Du looked down at him condescendingly:
"Didn't your parents teach you the most basic manners?"
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a long time and said honestly:
"No, I don't have parents."
Qin Du's brows furrowed, and his dark gaze fell on his face.
After almost a century, Liu Jingheng's lower body, which was soaking in the river, was almost numb, and a hand came in front of him.
Under the moonlight, the white is like transparent and light jade, and the blood vessels on the back of the hand are clear and winding.
Liu Jingheng grabbed the hand without hesitation.
The bones are clearly visible, and there is a slight coolness like jade.
Then, a huge force came and dragged him out of the river.
Liu Jingheng lay in the grass like a wet rag, tattered and gasping for breath.
Qin Du glanced at him and turned to leave.
Liu Jingheng's reaction speed was rare. Seeing that the man was about to leave, she immediately stretched out her hand towards him:
"You forgot me..."
If he stood up at this moment, by tonight the whole world would know that he was pretending to be disabled.
The secret being exposed is a small matter. Being kicked out of the Qin family, how can he accomplish his plan of breaking up the couple?
"Why, you still want me to hold you?" Qin Du couldn't help but feel a little regretful as soon as he said this.
As he expected, Liu Jingheng nodded: "Okay."
Qin Du withdrew his gaze, took a decisive step, and did not even look back.
"Click, click."
There was a rustling sound behind me.
Qin Du paused for a moment, then turned his head, his eyes filled with snow and frost.
The little seal named Liu Jingheng dragged his heavy tail across the grass slope. When he saw Qin Du looking at him, he immediately hid in the grass and pretended to look around at the scenery.
Qin Du turned around and continued walking back.
"Click, click."
Qin Du blinked and this time turned around.
The boy lying on the ground had put on a clean white shirt, which was now wet and stained with various colors of dirt, grass and other colors.
He looked down at Liu Jingheng condescendingly, his dark eyes hazy in the darkness.
Liu Jingheng was still pretending to look around at the scenery when suddenly someone grabbed her arm and dragged her body upwards with a huge force. The next second, she was suspended in the air and leaned into a solid embrace.
Qin Du lifted the man up and carried him sideways. He tilted his head back, his sharp jawline revealing a cold and domineering air.
"Hold on tight, I won't care if you fall."
Liu Jingheng stretched out her hands and tightly embraced Qin Du's shoulders. Her wet legs were held in Qin Du's arms, dripping with water.
Qin Du raised his leg and walked away.
"Wheelchair." Liu Jingheng turned her head to look at the wheelchair that had sunk to the bottom of the river, with only a small part of the head exposed.
"Find a way yourself." Qin Du said coldly, taking broad and sharp steps.
Liu Jingheng: I have to ask Cheng Yunqing to borrow another 500 yuan.
Only then did he remember that it was already the beginning of the month and he had clearly promised to pay Cheng Yunqing back at the end of last month.
He is not a man who goes back on his word, so he goes back and returns the money.
"Hurry up." He ordered Qin Du.
Qin Du lowered his eyes and glanced at him, snorting coldly.
The steps are more vigorous and energetic.
Just as I reached the entrance of the holiday villa, under the hazy moonlight, a dark shadow appeared, looking somewhat anxious, pacing back and forth.
When he saw the two of them, the figure paused obviously.
"Where have you been?" Cheng Yunqing came forward, "You didn't even answer the phone."
As he spoke, his eyes passed over Qin Du strangely, and the hands hanging on both sides of his body moved.
As if he was asking for a debt, he stretched out his hand and said to Qin Du in a domineering tone:
"Give him to me."
Qin Du glanced at him and put him on the ground, but Cheng Yunqing quickly picked him up.
"How come you are together?"
Qin Du strode into the room and heard Cheng Yunqing's angry voice behind him.
Liu Jingheng wondered what the original owner should say in this situation?
[I'm sorry, if I had known you were waiting for me, I would have come back earlier. He and I just ran into each other by chance and chatted a few words, but the conversation was all about you.]
This time, Liu Jingheng did not trust her own brain, but placed her hopes on the method of repeated recitation of memorization.
He muttered something under his breath, then nodded. Yeah, got it.
"Excuse me, I want to talk to you about my chance encounter with him."
Cheng Yunqing frowned and hugged him tighter: "Why are you talking about him?"
Then, as if in a fit of anger, he muttered, "I'm the one holding you now."
Liu Jingheng:?
"My pants are wet too. Where's the wheelchair?" Cheng Yunqing changed the subject and asked questions like a machine gun.
Liu Jingheng failed to search for Green Tea Quotes, remained silent for a while, and finally continued to remain silent.
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