"My physical exhaustion is my greatest retribution. Who makes me love you and who makes me cheap to save you? If I don't save you and don't hurt the root cause of the disease, I won't become like this. Shen Zhengye, go to death and stay alive. What do you think you can do? What did you do to Li Muyan's mother before she died? Do you think he can accommodate you?"

Nanxi said, showing the fruit knife with cold light in his sleeve.

This time, Shen Zhengye didn't let the bodyguard a Tao lurking in the dark show up. He closed his eyes and let Nanxi approach him.

When the knife stabbed into the key, it hurt more and deeper than expected.

Nanxi exhausted all his strength, "Shen Zhengye, I didn't want you to die like this, but I still love you. I think I'm too stupid, but what can I do? If I think you suffer alive, I'd better give you a ride with my own hands."

"Nanxi..."

Shen Zhengye wants to open his eyes and see her again, but he seems to have no strength to open his eyes anymore.

"Nanxi..."

............

The wedding day of Qi Shaoqin and Ji Mo is a rare sunny day recently.

Qi Shaoqin accidentally learned that her wedding dress was sewn and designed by Ji mo.

She learned this from Jiang He. Ji Mo started designing this wedding dress five years ago and spent three years perfecting it.

The embroidery on the wedding dress was tea plum blossoms. Qi Shaoqin remembered that Ji Mo had secretly hidden a greenhouse of tea plum blossoms.

One day she sneaked in while Ji Mo was away.

She always thought Jimo was hiding something from her.

Sure enough, I went to the attic and found a password lock on the door.

Qi Shaoqin thought about it. He first tried his birthday and Ji Mo's. it was still wrong. After thinking about it, he tried another number. That was the day when she and Ji Mo registered for marriage.

Click, the door opens.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, she went into the attic.

There are many collections in it, but none of them are masterpieces.

She opened a book at random and was surprised.

This is not

Her primary school textbooks?

There is also a cartoon portrait of her wandering around.

She found that there were not only primary school textbooks, but also all the papers she did from grade 1 to grade 6, including winter and summer homework.

Oh, my God!

How many sick seedlings have been collected these years?

She was surprised to find that junior high school, senior high school

All, indeed, are in this attic.

The strangest thing is that these things are not contaminated with dust. Someone often comes to clean them at a glance.

This is the forbidden area of Ji family. The only one who can clean it is no need to guess who it is.

Qi Shaoqin's heart pounded. Thinking that Ji Mo had done so much behind her back, she felt that what she had done five years ago was more and more excessive.

Ji Mo's heart must have broken into glass slag at that time.

She closed the attic door carefully.

After returning to the room, he began to stay.

She was thinking, when did Ji Mo like himself?

I always feel that more than five years ago, that night must not have been an accident. Is Ji Mo secretly waiting for an opportunity and waiting for a long time?

She couldn't wait for Ji Mo to come back and called Ji mo.

"Husband, when did you begin to like me?"

At the other end of the phone, Ji Mo just came out of the conference room. He entered his dark eyes, a faint flicker of narrowness.

"Why do you suddenly want to know this?"