Chapter 67 Chapter 67 "But there is only a desire that is as vulgar as the abyss..."
"Jingheng, Jingheng, Auntie knows you are a good child. You wouldn't be so cruel as to abandon our Yunqing, right?"
Liu Jingheng suddenly opened her eyes and breathed heavily.
In the dream, Mother Cheng’s crying and begging kept flashing.
After calming down, he realized that his hospital gown was soaked and stuck to his body.
The nurse who was giving him an IV drip whispered:
"Are you awake? How do you feel now?"
Liu Jingheng looked around and asked, "Where is the person who brought me here?"
"Mr. Qin said the procuratorate is coming to the company and he has something to ask him, so he's leaving now." The nurse handed over the thermos on the table. "This is the dinner Mr. Qin prepared for you. Please eat well and come back when he's done."
Liu Jingheng wiped the sweat from her neck, took the thermos and opened the lid.
Sea cucumber porridge, steamed cod, yam beef soup, and a plate of delicately cut fruits and vegetables.
"Nurse, I can't finish this much. Shall we eat together?" Liu Jingheng asked.
The nurse smiled like she was coaxing a child:
"Thank you~ But I've already had dinner~"
Liu Jingheng said "Okay", picked up the spoon and mechanically stuffed food into her mouth.
Liu Jingheng finally finished her porridge and picked up another plate of steamed cod.
Suddenly, there was a burst of hurried footsteps in the corridor. He looked over and saw several doctors and nurses passing by in an instant as if they were running a 100-meter race.
The nurse in his ward ran out to join in the fun: "What happened?"
A nurse, still pacing in place, said hurriedly:
"You know the patient who was thrown with sulfuric acid not long ago? He ran to the rooftop and tried to jump!"
"Plop." The spoon in Liu Jingheng's hand fell to the ground.
…
Ignoring the nurse's dissuasion, Liu Jingheng ran out of the ward barefoot, taking a break after every step, and was the last one to reach the rooftop.
The night at the end of December was bitterly cold, and Liu Jingheng was standing on the rooftop shivering in her hospital gown.
But he no longer cared about that.
Cheng Yunqing, who was also wearing only a hospital gown, stood at the very edge of the rooftop, looking down with his head down.
A large number of doctors, nurses and patients gathered downstairs to watch the situation. Firefighters rushed over and raced against time to deal with the air mattress.
"Young man, tell us if you have anything on your mind. Don't be upset!" the doctor said anxiously.
Cheng Yunqing didn't even look at him, with his head lowered.
His right cheek was still wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and his exposed hands also had burns of varying degrees.
The fire department sent a negotiation expert who tried earnestly to arouse Cheng Yunqing's yearning for life, but it was useless as Cheng Yunqing simply didn't listen.
Liu Jingheng's heart was beating so fast that she could hardly breathe.
"Cheng... Cheng Yunqing..." The hoarse voice carried the chill of winter.
Cheng Yunqing moved his fingers, raised his head slightly, and glanced over.
"Come down first, don't do this..." Liu Jingheng never thought there was anything wrong with herself, but at this moment she really hated her own poor tongue.
Cheng Yunqing sneered, raised his head, looked at the dark and starless night sky, and said in a voice as cold as snow and frost:
"You know exactly how much I hate you now, yet you still rush to get in my way before I die, making it so I won't be able to die in peace."
Liu Jingheng's eyes were unfocused, her mind was blank, with only Cheng Yunqing's words "death" constantly jumping in her mind.
The nurse rushed over and took Liu Jingheng's hand to take him back to the ward, but Liu Jingheng held on to the iron railing and refused to leave.
"I know you hate me, and I have nothing to say. I've actually thought that death wouldn't be a big deal, but after living well, I realized that many things can be solved." Liu Jingheng shivered in the cold wind and opened her mouth. "If there's anything you need me to do, just tell me. I'll listen to you."
Cheng Yunqing continued to sneer: "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
"Yes." He realized it later and quickly made amends, "No..."
Cheng Yunqing raised his head and took a long, deep breath.
The next second, he suddenly took a step forward, with half of his foot hanging in the air.
Everyone present couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and Liu Jingheng subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab him back.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm and Cheng Yunqing did not take the next step, but the toes hanging in the air were still shocking.
"Come back first, let's talk." Liu Jingheng's voice was very soft, he was afraid that he would scare Cheng Yunqing.
Cheng Yunqing turned around and stared at Liu Jingheng's pale face.
After a long time, he suddenly pulled off the gauze on his face.
The red scars looked like winding worms, causing Liu Jingheng to shudder all over and unconsciously tighten her neck.
"I don't know if it will get better in the future." Although Cheng Yunqing was smiling, there was no trace of laughter in his eyes. "I just know that this is how my life will be. Those who are not so good-looking will feel anxious about their faces, but with my appearance, I am afraid I don't even have the right to be anxious."
Liu Jingheng opened his mouth. He wanted to say it wasn't as serious as he thought, and that growing his hair longer would cover it up, but he knew that saying so would only irritate Cheng Yunqing further.
The doctor then advised, "It's just a minor problem, it won't be a big deal. We have a very skilled plastic surgeon in our hospital who has performed many burn surgeries. Don't worry, I guarantee that after his treatment, only a subtle scar will be left."
"Do you think I'm a fool?" Cheng Yunqing asked back, "Are burns and sulfuric acid burns the same thing?"
The doctor lost his temper and didn't dare to speak anymore.
Cheng Yunqing turned his head, looked at the dark bottom of the building, and said softly:
"No one would be willing to marry a disfigured person. There's even a chance I wouldn't be able to pass the medical exam. This is essentially a world where looks matter."
As he spoke, he pushed his foot forward again.
"I do!" Liu Jingheng was so frightened by his move that she blurted out in panic.
"I said I don't need your pity!" Cheng Yunqing roared, and his body swayed.
There were screams again.
"I don't feel sorry for you. You don't even despise me for being sick and still want to be friends with me. What right do I have to despise you?" Liu Jingheng's voice was filled with tears.
He really thought so, and he wasn't just saying it in a nice way.
Liu Jingheng took a tentative step forward and stretched out her hand tremblingly:
"I'm sincere. If you want to get married, then we can get married. If you can't become a doctor, then I'll support you. But my salary is not high, and you may not be able to live a good life with me."
Cheng Yunqing paused and slowly turned his head.
"Truthfully?" He said softly.
Liu Jingheng was stunned for a long time before she remembered and nodded vigorously.
Cheng Yunqing stood there for a long time and finally took a step back.
He jumped down from the stairs, reached out to grab Liu Jingheng's hand, and seemed to be exhausted. He fell into Liu Jingheng's arms and held him weakly.
Liu Jingheng also quickly hugged him and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay."
Cheng Yunqing's voice was hoarse, weak and low:
"So tired."
"If you're tired, just take a rest. I'll accompany you." Liu Jingheng said quickly.
Cheng Yunqing didn't say anything else and buried his face deeply in Liu Jingheng's arms.
Where no one could see, he gave a strange smile.
Liu Jingheng supported Cheng Yunqing and walked back. After taking two steps, she stopped.
In the thick night, a few meters away, a tall figure stood quietly, almost blending into the darkness.
I don’t know how long I’ve been here or how much I’ve heard.
Liu Jingheng lowered her head hastily, supported Cheng Yunqing and walked back slowly.
As he passed by Qin Du, he heard deep breathing, dull and slow.
*
There are several lights on in the ward late at night.
Liu Jingheng brought the completely cold steamed cod, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and brought it to Cheng Yunqing's mouth.
"From now on, if you have any problems, please communicate properly. Don't go to the rooftop anymore."
"Um."
"Does the wound still hurt?"
"I feel better after taking the painkiller."
After a brief silence, Cheng Yunqing suddenly said:
"I just saw Representative Qin. Do you want to go say hello to him?"
Liu Jingheng's hand holding the chopsticks stopped in mid-air for a long time, then turned and stuffed the fish into her mouth.
In the end, Liu Jingheng chose to shake her head.
late at night.
Liu Jingheng was sleeping on the bed next to her, her body curled up into a small ball under the quilt.
Cheng Yunqing rubbed his eyebrows for a while, then his fingers slowly slid down and rubbed the scar on the back of his cheek.
"Hiss, woo... mmm..."
The crying sound coming from the bed next door attracted his attention. When he looked over, he saw Liu Jingheng still asleep. He didn't know what she was dreaming about, but she was sobbing in her dream.
Cheng Yunqing turned his eyes away and looked at the corridor outside the ward. A tall black shadow was cast on the ground and remained motionless for what seemed to be a long time.
He raised the corners of his lips and smiled so hard that his eyebrows and eyes curved.
This scene made his scalp tingle with pleasure.
Cheng Yunqing had no intention of committing suicide. If he was really afraid of being disfigured, he would not have stood there without even hiding and let Qin Chuyao throw sulfuric acid on him.
He knew Liu Jingheng very well. She was extremely kind and innocent. To put it bluntly, she was just not very smart. If he acted a little pitifully, he would follow her happily.
Cheng Yunqing still remembers what his mother said to him:
"The other party is Representative Qin, someone we can't afford to offend. In fact, hiding our love in our hearts and watching Liu Jingheng happy is also a beautiful thing."
But he didn't want such a good thing.
No matter how powerful Qin Du is, he is still like a poor clown who can only hide outside the door and watch.
Cheng Yunqing was in a good mood. He stretched and said something as if he was deliberately telling someone:
"Don't cry, Jingheng, I'm here."
*
The next day.
With the arrival of Liu Jingheng, Cheng Yunqing and Cheng's mother finally had a smile on their faces.
In the ward, Mother Cheng held Liu Jingheng's hand and kept stroking it:
"I said Jingheng is a good kid. No wonder Yunqing likes you so much."
Liu Jingheng lowered her head and said nothing.
He tried hard to smile so as not to worry the two of them, but he found that he couldn't force it out at all.
"By the way, Auntie heard that you have heart disease. Have you discussed treatment options with the doctor?" Mother Cheng changed the subject and asked.
Liu Jingheng still kept his head down and said nothing, only his fingertips trembled to prove that he heard what Cheng's mother said.
"It's okay. With the advancement of medical technology, this isn't a big deal. Besides, my aunt and uncle know a lot of cardiac surgeons. Once your surgery is done and Yunqing has almost recovered, we can find a time to get the certificate. What do you think?"
Cheng Yunqing looked at Liu Jingheng calmly, and when he saw that he was silent for a long time, he turned his head away in a huff.
After being silent for almost a century, Liu Jingheng retracted her hand and stood up.
"The nurse told me to go back to the ward to take medicine at ten o'clock. I'll go over first."
"Okay, go back and have a good rest. What do you want to eat for lunch? Auntie will ask the nanny to make it for you."
"...Anything is fine."
Liu Jingheng felt that her brain was no longer working. She had a dream last night. She dreamed that she was getting married to Cheng Yunqing. In the dream, Cheng Yunqing was not disfigured and was as beautiful as ever.
But he still felt very sad and had the idea of running away in his dreams. But no matter where he ran, Mother Cheng would always bring Cheng Yunqing to find him and gently persuade him to go back and get married.
When I woke up, my pillow was wet.
Liu Jingheng lowered his head, thinking about random things. He turned around and entered the ward. When he looked up, several unfamiliar faces in the room looked at him in surprise.
Liu Jingheng said "Hello, Grandpa and Uncle" and slowly climbed onto the bed.
After lying there for a long time, he realized that he had entered the wrong room. He was staying in a single room and there wouldn't be so many other patients there. So he crawled down with his butt sticking out and said, "Goodbye, Grandpa and Uncle."
Patients:?
Liu Jingheng counted the ward number and found her room. She took a step forward and paused.
Outside the window was a rare sunny day in winter. The sunlight came in, giving the bed a smell of sweet bread.
A tall man stood in front of the bed, slightly bent over, slowly packing his clothes into the suitcase.
The black vicuna coat outlines the broad shoulders, and the hem hangs down, revealing half of the straight calves wrapped in suit pants.
Liu Jingheng looked at it for a long time, then raised his hand and scratched his chest.
He walked over silently and sat at the end of the bed. After a while, he moved his butt to the middle and entered Qin Du's field of vision.
Qin Du glanced at him, closed the suitcase, and asked as usual:
"Have you had breakfast?"
Liu Jingheng nodded.
Qin Du said nothing more. He closed the suitcase, opened the drawer, took out a few watches and put them into his shoulder bag.
"What are you doing?" Liu Jingheng couldn't help but speak first.
"I wanted to stay by your bedside and brought all my things, but something happened at the company recently, so I'm leaving first." Qin Du said, picked up his suitcase and turned to walk out.
Only when the man reached the door did Liu Jingheng stand up unsteadily and follow him silently.
Qin Du stopped and said without turning his head:
"What's wrong."
Liu Jingheng held it in for a long time before saying, "I'll give it to you."
"No need." Qin Du refused decisively, "It's cold outside, don't come out."
Liu Jingheng went back obediently, and soon came back with a thick down jacket in her hand.
Qin Du stopped trying to persuade him. He walked a few steps to the door of the building, and Liu Jingheng followed him in small steps.
He didn't know why he wanted to chase after her, he just felt that when he saw Qin Du, the uncomfortable palpitations would be slightly relieved.
Qin Du got into the car and just started it. He glanced up and saw Liu Jingheng staring at him eagerly just a few meters outside the car.
He was silent for a moment, then gently pressed the horn as if saying goodbye.
The car drove away, and in the rearview mirror, Liu Jingheng followed it for a few more steps, but his legs were no match for the four wheels, and his figure in the mirror became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.
Liu Jingheng stood in the cold wind, her mouth slightly open, but her eyes were burning.
During the entire process, Qin Du didn't say anything extra, nor did he lose his temper with him. Both his tone and actions were the same as usual.
But Liu Jingheng still felt a toothache. It was like a rotten tooth eaten away by worms, and every time she inhaled, she felt a chilling pain.
"Click, click."
At the bustling hospital entrance, he heard the sound of tears falling to the ground.
Qin Du returned home. Penny, who had been waiting for a day and a night, heard the noise and slid sideways to appear in front of him.
It wagged its tail at Qin Du, then stretched out its short legs and ran to the door, looking around, its tail slowly drooping.
Then he ran back and pulled Qin Du's legs, frowning and groaning.
Qin Du looked at it for a long time, then leaned over and gently stroked the dog's head.
At this time, the phone rang. It was the secretary calling.
"Representative Qin, I've compiled the surveillance footage you requested. Can I send it to you now?"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
*
Late at night, in the hospital.
Liu Jingheng had just returned from a checkup and was half dead.
When I lay down on the bed, I saw a pile of high-end supplements in the corner, all sent by Mother Cheng.
In the afternoon, Cheng's mother came again and talked to him for a while. Between the lines, she couldn't stop talking about her beloved son Cheng Yunqing. When it was time for dinner, Liu Jingheng had no appetite, so Cheng's mother tried to persuade him to have dinner with Cheng Yunqing.
The only small happiness in the pain was that Cheng Yunqing finally had a smile on his face.
Liu Jingheng lay down for a while, but couldn't fall asleep, so she sat up, opened the drawers, and rummaged through the cabinets, trying to find something that Qin Du might have forgotten so that she could call him to pick it up.
But people almost got into the cupboard, but found nothing.
Unable to sleep, Liu Jingheng had to sit on the edge of the bed and look at his phone. He flipped through his old photo albums and saw a video. Thinking carefully, he realized that it was a face-changing video he asked Uncle Li to help him make using AI on the day of his graduation. He had wanted to use it to bring Cheng Qin together, but he didn't expect it would be of any use at all.
Perhaps it was this video that was never opened that became the fuse for today's outcome.
Liu Jingheng paused and opened the video for the first time.
As I watched, my eyes suddenly turned red.
Uncle Li is a bad guy. The face-swapped video he made was not of Cheng and Qin, but of himself and Qin Du.
They stare at each other for a long time under the romantic cherry tree, and when their love reaches its peak, they reveal their secret desires to each other.
Liu Jingheng didn't know why she felt so bad, but she kept replaying the video over and over again.
She fell onto the bed, sobbing while holding her phone.
When she was tired of crying, she put on her down jacket and went out.
…
In the ward on the other side, Cheng Yunqing was looking at his face in the mirror.
A scar the size of a baby's fist was hidden on the back of his cheek, near his ear, which could be hidden if his hair had grown longer. In addition, there were some point-like burns scattered on one side of his forehead and around the corners of his eyes.
He pushed the mirror further away and looked at it, and couldn't help but reveal a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth.
When Qin Chuyao poured sulfuric acid on him, the hood and mask on his head blocked some of the liquid. Although he couldn't avoid suffering a little, this was the best outcome.
"Tap, tap—" Suddenly, light and rhythmic footsteps were heard outside the door.
Cheng Yunqing quickly stuffed the mirror into the quilt, lay back down, and laughed quietly.
Baby Jingjing is here again. He has been coming very frequently these days. Although their wards are not in the same building, someone who is so afraid of cold is willing to come all the way to keep me company. This tactic of torturing oneself is the greatest military strategy.
But on the surface, we still have to pretend:
"Go back. I'm in a bad mood now and don't want to see you."
The footsteps stopped at the door, but the person who came didn't say anything.
Cheng Yunqing's voice was a little louder: "Don't understand? I told you to go back!"
The long silence merged into the endless darkness. Cheng Yunqing waited for no response from the person who came. Feeling that the time was right, he turned around and looked towards the door.
“You don’t have to…”
He stopped talking mid-sentence. The next second, he sat up abruptly, his light-colored pupils contracting violently and trembling.
Qin Du? Why is it Qin Du who is coming?
What made Cheng Yunqing even more confused was that Qin Du was standing there with a bouquet of flowers in his arms, looking down at him condescendingly.
Flowers?
"Qin, Representative Qin, why are you here?" Cheng Yunqing frowned and spoke in a tentative tone.
Qin Du looked at him for a long while with his icy eyes. He walked to the bed with his tall legs, put the flowers on the cabinet, dragged a chair over and sat down.
He just stared at Cheng Yunqing, and Cheng Yunqing looked back at him with a little more timidity in his eyes.
The two of them stared at each other in silence for half a century. Cheng Yunqing lowered his head and said hastily:
"I'm going to sleep, please go back first."
At this time, Qin Du, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke:
"What are you afraid of?"
Cheng Yunqing frowned: "What do you mean I'm afraid of anything?"
Qin Du raised his eyebrows, his tone was mocking:
"After all, we're acquaintances, and your injury was caused by my nephew. It's unreasonable for me to come visit you."
Cheng Yunqing's fingers tightened. He hated talking to Qin Du because of his aggressive, rhetorical tone, which often left him speechless.
Cheng Yunqing smiled: "But it's very late now."
"So you also knew it was late." Qin Du looked out the window at the dark night. "If that's the case, why did Liu Jingheng run from the next building to stay by my bedside in such a cold day? What's the reason for sending him away?"
Cheng Yunqing's Adam's apple slid, and he stared at Qin Du calmly.
Qin Du elegantly crossed his legs, leaned forward a little, rested his chin with one hand, and looked at Cheng Yunqing with interest.
"You've read so many books and understand so many principles, so of course you've mastered the art of war to perfection. Compared to you, Liu Jingheng is as young as a cucumber with a flower on its head."
"What on earth do you want to say! If you are here to make fun of me, I will call the police right now." Cheng Yunqing's face suddenly turned red, which was a perfect example of "angry out of shame".
Qin Du held his chin high, full of arrogance, which matched the contempt in his eyes perfectly.
"Actually, I have a question that I'm curious about," he said.
Cheng Yunqing swallowed his bitter saliva and stared at the man in front of him who was always calm.
And Qin Du seemed to be really afraid of scaring him, and actually smiled at him:
"I overheard your mother talking earlier. She said her heart was broken thinking about you suffering."
"So I'm curious. Because of you, Liu Jingheng hid under the covers and cried every day. She was so anxious that her heart rate went up, and she had to be hospitalized. You climbed up to the rooftop, and he went there wearing only thin clothes. Are you, like your mother, heartbroken when you see your loved one suffer?"
Cheng Yunqing was stunned for a long time, then turned his head vaguely: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Qin Du sneered, and the smile on his lips faded:
"He's such a slow-witted person, his pain reflex is slower than most people's, but because of the physical pain from anxiety, he couldn't walk and sobbed. When I saw that scene, I truly understood your mother's feelings."
His Adam's apple moved up and down, and his voice became hoarse:
"I feel heartbroken, too."
Cheng Yunqing's eyes suddenly widened, and it felt like a handful of fish bones were stuck in his throat. All the words he wanted to say were stuck there, and he couldn't spit them out, but it hurt to swallow them.
This feeling is more like feeling ashamed.
Qin Du straightened up, threw a USB drive over, and nodded:
"Only after watching this surveillance video did I realize that all your emotions are based on the most primitive possession. You saw Qin Chuyao and what he was holding. As a medical student, you should be more sensitive to these chemicals than others, but you still stood there motionless and let Qin Chuyao do it."
Qin Du chuckled:
"You've achieved your goal. Regardless of whether Liu Jingheng is willing or not, at least your marriage is a done deal."
Cheng Yunqing was stunned for a long time, then suddenly grabbed the USB drive and held it tightly in his hand. He kept swallowing until his throat was so dry that he could no longer swallow.
The plan that he thought was flawless was like running naked in Qin Du's eyes.
"No... don't tell Liu Jingheng." Cheng Yunqing was so nervous that he forgot that it was Qin Du sitting opposite him, and begged subconsciously.
"You beg me?" Qin Du asked again, two cute dimples appearing at the corners of his lips, "How could you put aside your pride and beg me?"
Cheng Yunqing held his head and spoke intermittently:
"My mind is in a mess. I've tried to imagine a future without Liu Jingheng, but I can't come up with one, and it seems terrifying."
What's even more terrifying is that when Qin Du asked him if he felt "heartbroken" because Liu Jingheng was so sad, he tried to ask himself, but found that he didn't feel that way. He just felt so good that his head was numb from kicking Qin Du out and taking the position smoothly.
He asked himself honestly that his feelings for Liu Jingheng were obvious to all, but it seemed that he couldn't show them off.
At this time, Qin Du spoke again:
"Human nature is selfish. I feel bad when Liu Jingheng is upset. I don't want to immerse myself in negative emotions every day."
After saying this, Qin Du stood up.
"You mean you want to tell him the truth?!" Cheng Yunqing jumped off the bed and grabbed Qin Du's sleeve tightly with trembling hands.
Qin Du gently brushed his hand away, dusted off the dust, and said in a nonchalant tone:
"Otherwise, do you think I'm some kind of saint?"
Leaving a word behind, Qin Du picked up the bouquet on the table and strode out of the ward.
Cheng Yunqing stood there for a long time, his pupils dilated, and suddenly picked up the vase on the table and smashed it to the ground.
The heart-wrenching roar attracted the nurses on rounds, and several of them worked together to pin him to the bed.
Cheng Yunqing knew that what made her sad was not the possibility that Qin Du would tell the whole truth, but her mind was completely confused when the other party asked, "Don't you feel heartbroken?"
He couldn't accept that he didn't have that feeling. He felt ashamed, angry, terrified, and all those emotions surged into his heart in an instant, like sharp blades cutting into his flesh.
Cheng Yunqing vomited all over the floor, and the scars on his face were so red as if they had just been quenched by fire.
…
At ten o'clock, Liu Jingheng sat on a chair outside the ward for a long time, looking at the moon outside the window, which was constantly covered by dark clouds and then loosened, and then turned into ink again.
Even though the heating was on full blast, his hands and feet were still cold and stiff.
"Da, da——" Suddenly, there was the sound of rhythmic footsteps in my ears.
Liu Jingheng said the last words in her heart to Yueliang and slowly turned her head.
Seeing the person coming, he frowned. One second, two seconds, one minute, and five minutes passed.
Afterwards, like an old machine that had finally been programmed, its back gradually straightened and its pupils gradually dilated.
"Qin... Qin..." Liu Jingheng murmured, and actually forgot Qin Du's real name.
So he changed his words: "Uncle...uncle, uncle."
Qin Du also stood not far from him for a long time. After hearing his voice, he reacted and walked around him and went straight into the ward.
Liu Jingheng hesitated for a moment and chased after him:
"Why are you here?"
"I forgot something." Qin Du said, and opened the drawer seriously, only to find that there was nothing inside.
He opened the cabinet again and searched carefully inch by inch, and finally he found a coin in the corner.
He put the coin in his pocket: "Found it."
After saying that, he turned and walked out.
It was not until the person disappeared that Liu Jingheng remembered to chase him.
But he didn't know how to chase her, so he could only follow her from a distance, stopping from time to time to pretend to enjoy the scenery.
Qin Du stopped at some point. Liu Jingheng was trying to look at the scenery while paying attention to her pace, and accidentally bumped into Qin Du's back.
And naturally grabbed his sleeve.
Qin Du turned his head and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"
Liu Jingheng was stunned for a moment, a sour feeling welling up in his nose again. Qin Du's voice was cold and indifferent, no longer the way he used to be able to guess what he was thinking without him even asking. Instead, he asked him "what's wrong" in a polite yet distant tone.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad and began to sob again.
Qin Du finally turned around, but did not rush to speak to comfort her. He just looked down at Liu Jingheng with an expressionless face.
Liu Jingheng raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her sleeves soaked, and she could only shout intermittently:
"Uncle, uncle, uncle..."
After a while, he looked up and found that Qin Du was indifferent.
He became even sadder, his sobs turning into sobs. Seeing that Qin Du had no intention of comforting him, he took the initiative to grab Qin Du's hands and put them on his cheeks, holding them, just like before.
"You seem to be crying for the wrong person." Qin Du said coldly, "You should seek comfort from your fiancé at this time."
Liu Jingheng's crying stopped abruptly. A century passed, and it turned into a sobbing tone:
"I don't want to be provoked..."
Qin Du looked up at the sky, but finally couldn't help himself. He held the back of Liu Jingheng's head with one hand and pressed her into his arms.
He said, "I don't understand why you're so sad. Cheng Yunqing comes from a good family and is a talented person. Didn't you say that even the bombing squid would give him a bite?"
Liu Jingheng: "I, I'll give you my share too..."
"Is that the point?"
"Yes. No."
Qin Du sighed softly and touched his hair:
"Tell me, if you're not after someone's background or looks, you have to be after something."
Liu Jingheng thought for a long time, then stopped pretending and came clean:
"If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have been disfigured. Good people must take responsibility for their mistakes."
"Snap." With a soft sound, Qin Du's hand covered Liu Jingheng's wet cheek.
"Let me ask you something." He leaned down slightly, trying to keep his eyes level with Liu Jingheng. "Did you throw the sulfuric acid?"
Liu Jingheng shook her head.
"Let me ask you again, was it you who ordered Qin Chuyao to do this?"
Liu Jingheng shook her head.
"Finally, let me ask you, do you have the ability to predict the future? You knew this would happen, but you still arranged for them to meet."
Liu Jingheng shook her head vigorously, shaking her brain even more.
Qin Du smiled and said, "So what does this have to do with you?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes, no."
Qin Du patted his forehead and said earnestly:
"Be selfish and don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes."
Upon hearing these words, Liu Jingheng's eyes immediately lit up.
This sentence was very thought-provoking and he liked it very much.
In fact, Qin Du also liked this sentence very much.
When he stood at the entrance of the rooftop and saw the thinly dressed Liu Jingheng say "I am willing to get married" to Cheng Yunqing, he did think of giving up.
He knew that Liu Jingheng had been living in self-blame because of this incident. If doing this could make Liu Jingheng feel better, he could become that great saint.
Because that sentence was not pretentious, and seeing Liu Jingheng's uncomfortable look, his heart was broken.
But now, even though Qin Du knew the truth, he did not tell Liu Jingheng about his plan.
He hoped that Liu Jingheng would use his rusty head to figure things out on his own. No matter how you look at it, it wasn't his fault, and there was no need to punish himself for it.
Qin Du lowered his head and asked, "Are you still crying?"
Liu Jingheng wiped her tears: "Hmm..."
"Carry you back?"
"Um……"
Qin Du bent down and picked up the person horizontally, only to find that Liu Jingheng ran out without wearing shoes again, and the soles of her feet were black.
Who is this person?
Qin Du carried Liu Jingheng back to the ward and coaxed him into a hot bath, asking him to wash his feet thoroughly. He then took him to bed and called a nurse to take his blood pressure and pulse rate.
After taking the medicine, the originally high values gradually returned to normal. Qin Du urged Liu Jingheng to go to bed quickly, and he lay down on the sofa with his clothes on.
As a result, he was awakened in the middle of the night by a rustling feel of furry things. When he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Jingheng trying to get into his arms again. The small sofa under her made a slight creaking sound as it carried the weight of both of them.
"What's wrong again?" Qin Du asked hoarsely.
"I'm afraid you'll sneak away while I'm asleep." Liu Jingheng buried her face in his arms, her voice muffled.
Qin Du pinched his brows. He was really tired after a long day of work, but he managed to answer Liu Jingheng patiently:
"I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to do this."
Liu Jingheng opened her eyes. Inappropriate? Oh, I see.
He straightened his body and climbed onto Qin Du using his hands and feet. With a muffled groan from Qin Du, he crawled in.
Liu Jingheng: "Is this position appropriate?"
Qin Du: ...
He often envied her. If he could have a brain like Liu Jingheng, he would definitely be a happy little boss.
Qin Du raised his hand and gently patted Liu Jingheng's butt:
"Sleep?"
Liu Jingheng blinked and said "hmm" softly.
Hiding in Qin Du's arms, it felt like being in a warm and safe harbor, and the originally unbalanced heart rate gradually became calm.
"It's so hard." Liu Jingheng couldn't help but say.
Qin Du suddenly opened his eyes, was silent for a while, and lowered his voice: "Where is it hard?"
Liu Jingheng squeezed her thighs together: "Here."
He then asked, "Do you put your phone in your pocket when you sleep? This size shouldn't be a phone, is it an iPad? How did you put it in your pocket?"
Just as he finished speaking, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and his body was suspended in the air for a moment. The next moment, the weight of flesh and bones pressed down on him.
Before Liu Jingheng could react, she heard a cold voice from above her head:
"Playing dumb with me?"
"No, duck~" Liu Jingheng didn't understand. At least he really couldn't put the iPad into such a small trouser pocket. Was it wrong to ask?
"I'll teach you?" Qin Du lowered his voice so low that it sounded like a statement.
Liu Jingheng blinked and nodded. Although he didn't know what the point of learning this was, it was always good to have a skill.
As soon as the person nodded, Qin Du immediately grasped his hand tightly. Qin Du's palm was warm, and his joints were firm and distinct. Liu Jingheng could clearly feel the outline of his finger bones with her fingers.
In the darkness, his hand was tightly grasped, sliding across the slightly open collar, touching the extremely exquisite buttons, and briefly touching the belt buckle, a metallic chill spreading through his fingertips.
Then, in the darkness before my eyes, I heard the sound of metal colliding, followed by the rustling of cloth.
Qin Du's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears:
"I prefer to learn through practice rather than simply imparting theory. Come and try it out."
Liu Jingheng slowly closed her eyes. After completely losing her vision, all her attention was focused on her fingers.
He had touched Qin Du's trousers before, and heard Uncle Li say that they were made of extremely fine wool, so they felt soft and stiff. However, he did not pay attention to what kind of trousers Qin Du wore today. He only felt that they were different from the past. They were very light and smooth, and looked very much like modal material.
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In an instant, the sound of restrained breathing was heard in the darkness, but the restraint was not so good, and one or two unrhythmic gasps were leaked.
"Is your iPad still charging? It's very hot." Liu Jingheng asked naively.
He put his hand aside. He had seen the news about iPads exploding while charging.
But soon his hand was caught back and pressed forcefully against Mount Everest.
"Liu Jingheng." Qin Du's voice was hoarse and out of tune. "Do you know what it's called to do something like this with someone else behind your fiancé's back?"
Liu Jingheng shook his head. It was too difficult for him to define something with his brain.
While I was thinking, the pressure on me became heavier.
The sound of rough breathing suddenly reached his ears, carrying a hot breath, and gently bit his ear:
"It's called an affair."
A question mark slowly appeared above Liu Jingheng's head.
Sure enough, he didn't quite understand the setting of the world in the book. When did the iPad become such a private thing?
The next second, Qin Du said in a deep voice:
"But only desires that are vulgar to the depths of the abyss can bring supreme happiness."
Liu Jingheng was still thinking hard about the true meaning of this sentence, and didn't notice that Qin Du held her hand and put it into her underwear.
Liu Jingheng shuddered when her fingers were burned.
Liu Jingheng:?
Liu Jingheng:!
What he held in his hand was a huge round object, but the surface was not so smooth, and it had irregular undulations.
"What is this..." Liu Jingheng was so frightened that her eyes became blurry.
Qin Du took a deep breath, breathing in and out continuously:
"Yes, happiness at the peak of despair."
Liu Jingheng: ???
His slow brain finally caught up after a while. He quickly pulled his hand out, crossed his hands and hid them in his arms, and his body also followed suit and curled up in the corner of the sofa.
"No, no... I don't have to be happy..." Liu Jingheng's voice trembled.
Qin Du added: "Do you know who likes to refute the most?"
Liu Jingheng closed his eyes and shook his head vigorously. He didn't want to know. He didn't want to know anything now.
"People with low cognition." Qin Du's voice was cold and suppressed. "People like you are unwilling to try new things and always hide yourself in the safety zone of self-righteousness."
Liu Jingheng moved her fingers.
He was dissatisfied, but he didn't want to become the kind of person with low cognition that Qin Du said, so he simply said:
"If you say so, then so..."
"But as your acting guardian, I have the obligation to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life, as well as to help you find happiness." Qin Du's voice was so low that it was almost cracking.
Liu Jingheng wanted to say "no" again, but his tightly closed legs were pushed apart by the hard knees. Little Liu was suddenly hit lightly, and it was like an electric current running through his body, making him shiver all over.
The knee rubbed up and down lightly according to the owner's consciousness, circling around the center of the leg.
"No... ow..." Liu Jingheng, such an honest person, became limp in an instant after being casually teased.
The circles around her eyes began to turn red, and the sudden rise in temperature on her cheeks made the small mole between her nose extremely bright.
He shrank his body and sobbed, but for some reason, he only resisted with his mouth, his body showing no sign of resistance at all.
The hot hand penetrated the thin hospital gown, circled around the side of the waist, and slowly moved down, easily tearing open the waistband of the pants that looked as loose as the ones my grandfather had worn for more than ten years.
Liu Jingheng suddenly raised her head, her neck was stiff, with a beautiful curve and covered with a thin layer of sweat.
The wet space between her legs was rippling with green waves, and her breathing suddenly stopped at this moment.
Liu Jingheng remembered a wilderness survival program she had watched. There was a scene where they rubbed two sticks together to make fire. A small wooden stick was rotated and rubbed against the center of a tinder nest, and sparks jumped up, slowly engulfing the tinder nest and turning it into a huge fire that blazed brightly.
Liu Jingheng rolled her eyes:
"It's so hot..."
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