overdue lover

Chapter 124 Let It Go

The unpleasant smell in the hospital brought back bad memories for everyone. Gu Yinmo endured the discomfort, carried breakfast through the crowd and returned to the ward. Ji Qinglin was still asleep.

"How is he?" Gu Yinmo asked Pei Yang.

Pei Yang was holding the phone, his expression was not very good, he shook his head when he heard this, "I didn't wake up, the doctor said he needs to sleep for a while, he probably hasn't slept for several nights."

Gu Yinmo let out a "hmm", and leaned over to help Ji Qinglin tuck the edge of the quilt.

Pei Yang didn't eat breakfast, saying that someone was waiting for him outside, and left regardless of Gu Yinmo's persuasion.

The buns in the canteen of the hospital had become cold, and the porridge was too watery. Gu Yinmo barely ate a few mouthfuls and couldn't eat any more. She called her aunt at home and asked her to cook some seafood porridge and bring it to her.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yinmo's eyes fell on Ji Qinglin's frowning face.

He stretched out his finger and paused in the air, not knowing for a moment whether this move was appropriate.

Maybe the source of Ji Qinglin's nightmare is himself?Gu Yinmo didn't dare to imagine further.

Gu Yinmo frankly admitted his cowardice, but he didn't know how to face it - Ji Qinglin was not like a career that could make a comeback, nor was he like a board of directors that could be reshuffled. He was a living person, Gu Yinmo couldn't possibly Erase all of Ji Qinglin's memories, and the two start over again.

Just when Gu Yinmo crossed his hands and pressed his forehead to feel depressed, he suddenly heard Ji Qinglin's painful murmur: "Don't go...don't leave me, please...please..."

A few short and vague characters almost pierced Gu Yinmo's heart. It was not difficult for him to guess what Ji Qinglin dreamed about. Maybe it was Mr. Floys, maybe it was the rabbit man, but it was Gu Yinmo who was the only one.

Gu Yinmo twitched his Adam's apple, looked at Ji Qinglin sadly, leaned over and kissed away the tears that were falling from the corners of his eyes.

Gu Yinmo will never forget the salty feeling.

Gu Yinmo guessed right, Ji Qinglin did dream about Mr. Floys.

In the dream, he was walking on a road where he could not see his fingers. From time to time, Liang Jing and Ji Fengyou could be heard arguing beside him, and at the end of the road stood a rabbit man holding flowers.

Ji Qinglin seemed to get rid of the fear, and ran towards it quickly, but when he was about to touch it, it turned into the back of a man.

Ji Qinglin heaved a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't see the man's face clearly, he was sure that the man would not harm him. He slowly walked towards the back of the backlight, grabbed the man's clothes and asked if he was Mr. Floys.

The man didn't answer, but cut himself in half with the machete in front of Ji Qinglin. In the bloody body, Gu Yinmo stood in the center, looking coldly at Ji Qinglin's still in shock.

Ji Qinglin wanted to scream, but he opened his mouth wide but could not make a sound. The whole portrait was firmly fixed in front of Gu Yinmo by a plaster cast. His body was slashed, and his eyes were so cold that he didn't look like a living person.

Ji Qinglin could only watch helplessly as Mr. Floys was chopped into pieces by Gu Yinmo, his tears almost dried up.

In the end, Gu Yinmo threw the knife aside and walked towards Ji Qinglin with his scarlet hand. Ji Qinglin became short of breath and opened his eyes suddenly.

His eyes ached from the light outside the window, his breathing trembled before he had time to smooth it out, his back heaved up and down with his breathing, the knife edge was pulled off violently, the pain made him gasp, and he clenched his teeth tightly. The lower lip didn't cry out.

"Ji Qinglin!"

Ji Qinglin turned his head and raised his eyes. Gu Yinmo was looking at him worried but at a loss.

The first thing Gu Yinmo noticed was Ji Qinglin's blood-oozing lower lip. He stretched out his hand, but Ji Qinglin turned slightly to avoid his touch. The sign of refusal was obvious.

Gu Yinmo realized his arrogance, and suddenly withdrew his hand, stood up, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me, I'll call the doctor."

When he and the doctor returned to the ward, Ji Qinglin had already sat up, staring blankly at the infusion needle on the back of his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

The doctor thought it was a fight between the two brothers. After seeing the knife wounds on Ji Qinglin's neck and palms, the way he looked at Gu Yinmo changed, and he even hesitated whether to call the police.

"I did it myself," Ji Qinglin lightly dispelled the doctor's doubts, and raised his head to ask, "When can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"Where are you going?" The doctor opened his mouth, but was interrupted by Gu Yinmo, who could only shake his head helplessly.

Ji Qinglin didn't even look at Gu Yinmo, only at the doctor.

The doctor looked at Gu Yinmo in embarrassment, thought for a while, and decided to be responsible for his patient: "It's better to stay for a while, but your physical problem is not serious, it's just a flesh injury, I'll prescribe some medicine for you to go back It's the same with raising."

When Gu Yinmo heard the first half of the sentence, he felt that the doctor was very kind, but the more he heard it, the more something went wrong. Unexpectedly, the doctor advised Ji Qinglin to go home and rest, and his eyes widened.

The doctor left after speaking, and the ward suddenly fell silent.

Gu Yinmo walked to the table, poured a glass of water, tested the water temperature himself, and served it to Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin didn't answer, and still hung his head, not talking to him.

"The doctor said, you'd better stay in the hospital for observation for a while..."

"Gu Yinmo, what do you want to do?" Ji Qinglin interrupted Gu Yinmo with a terrifyingly calm voice.

"What do I want to do?"

"How can you let me go?"

Gu Yinmo was held in his chest by a suffocating breath, and after several times of thinking, he patiently said: "I don't have any thoughts, I just think you are injured and need to rest, I can handle many things, you just need to wait here with peace of mind , After I finish dealing with what I did wrong, I will come to you to talk about the things between us, okay?"

Gu Yinmo's potentially high-ranking speech completely angered Ji Qinglin, making Ji Qinglin think of Gu Yinmo's speech after the night he was framed.

He also promised to take care of everything, but in the end, all he got after believing his lies was endless pain.

Ji Qinglin didn't want to, and didn't dare to try that kind of despair again.

"No," Ji Qinglin looked up at him, the determination in his eyes made Gu Yinmo a little confused, "I don't believe a word of what you said now, you need to be responsible for what you did wrong, but I don't have to wait for you."

"I will find someone to save my family. I don't need your charity. Put away your fake kindness, Gu Yinmo, you are just making up for your own guilt. I don't want to hear it anymore, I'm really fed up !"

As Ji Qinglin said, tears flowed uncontrollably.

He is not a hard-hearted person. He has been meek for so many years and has never said such words to anyone. At this moment, he feels that his soul is being torn apart. no one to rely on.

Ji Qinglin coldly brushed away Gu Yinmo's hand wiping his tears, his teary eyes were red, "If I said I would never forgive you, would you still want me to stay?"

【Speak】

omg must finish writing this month!Only the chasing wife crematorium is left, my God!

Good night in advance! ! !