Chapter 433: Alluring Marriage and Love, Inseparable for Life 11
In the gentle autumn breeze, Long Ziqi didn't like such cool weather. On the contrary, she even felt disgusted with it, because it would always bring back the darkest and filthiest part of her memory.
There were two forces fighting hard in her body, trying to take over her calmness and control her reason.
One side is warmth and tolerance, the other side is hatred and revenge!
Because the cold has not healed yet, I am left with a cough, sometimes light cough, sometimes violent cough, as if I want to cough up all the internal organs.
Su listened to her coughing and said with fear, "Sir, go back and rest."
Looking at her pale and haggard face, Su felt heartbroken.
Long Ziqi held a pen in one hand and covered her lips with the other hand, trying to suppress the sound of her coughing. After listening to Su Jiu's words, she turned her head to look out the window at the rainy weather and spoke hoarsely:
"The President is back?"
Su shook his head, "I heard from Chongjian's assistant that there is no such thing."
This is the first time in the three years since he took office that Your Excellency the President has not appeared at the Presidential Palace until evening. It is truly unprecedented.
His clear eyes were dyed with a thin layer of gray, and he stared out of the window for a long time, "Su Jiu, haven't we seen Song Jing for a long time?"
Su Jiu's face was startled. He didn't expect that she would suddenly mention Song Jing. She concentrated her attention, and when she lowered her eyes, her sadness was not concealed after all...
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Zhongyie Garden is the final destination of those who sacrificed their lives for the country or selflessly devoted their lives to the president. Being buried here after death is the highest honor for everyone who has worked in the presidential palace, and it is also an honor for the family of the deceased.
The latest person buried here is Song Jing, who died three years ago. She was only 25 years old. She had no love, no marriage, and no children.
The cause of death was that Long Ziqi blocked three shots, one in the chest, one in the arm, and the last shot between the eyebrows, which was also the fatal shot.
Instead of shooting with guns, it would be more appropriate to use "massacre". Bullets flew everywhere, blood spread, everyone's eyes were red from killing, and the noise of death was in the air.
Song Jing had been with Long Ziqi for two years. In terms of qualifications and dedication, she was not qualified to be buried in Zhonglie Garden. It was Long Ziqi who overcame all difficulties and insisted on burying Song Jing here. Only Song Jing's body lies here.
, her parents are called the family members of martyrs and receive preferential treatment from the family members of martyrs.
Some people may think that after a person dies, what’s the point of fighting for these things? But Long Ziqi wants to fight because this is what Song Jing deserves.
A black-and-white photo of Song Jing is posted on the cold tombstone. Her thin lips are smiling, her eyes are like spring breeze and drizzle, without too many vicissitudes and complications, she is sincere and candid.
What kind of person is Song Jing?
She is not the eldest, but she is the calmest. She doesn't talk much, but she is willing to listen to Su's endless thoughts. She is the last one to sleep every night because she has to check whether the three of them are covered with quilts.
Catch a cold.
Song Jing is very filial. She earned her own money while studying and living in the United States. She calls her parents regularly every week to reassure them.
She was also a very good student. She never missed a class. Even if she was sick and had a fever of 39°C, she would not go to the doctor until the class was over. She was friendly to her classmates and never hesitated to write neat notes for others to read.
She is such a good woman, but her years have not yet fully blossomed but she has withered in an instant and become a handful of ashes in time.
For a long time, Long Ziqi didn't want to think of Song Jing, not because he missed her, but because he couldn't recall the massacre that day. Song Jing protected her under his body, and her blood first slid down drop by drop, and then gradually turned into a line of blood.
The river stained her clothes, thick and cold.
Su was wearing a black professional suit, holding an umbrella and standing next to Long Ziqi, with red eyes.
When she learned of Song Jing's death, it happened to be Su Jiu's doctoral thesis defense. She left her defense and the crazy professors behind, ran out of the school, stopped a car and went to the airport, called her friends, booked a flight, and handed over her
The passport is delivered.
Song Jing...is dead?
She couldn't accept this news.
Because they were still talking on the phone the night before her doctoral thesis defense. Song Jing said that after her doctoral thesis defense was successfully passed, she would come to the United States to celebrate her and give her a graduation gift.
Song Jing had even bought her a graduation gift, which was a customized brooch with Su's favorite cherry blossom pattern.
Seeing Song Jing's body, Su never liked to shed tears. Even though Su, who had been cheated on by her boyfriend, cried completely and broke down. Holding Song Jing's body, she refused to be cremated.
Finally, Long Ziqi, who had been silent, came over, pulled Su away, and let Song Jing's body be cremated and buried in Zhonglie Garden.
Su just cried until dawn, as if she was about to shed all her tears. Before she fell asleep, leaning on Long Ziqi, she only said one sentence: "I will not go back to the United States."
Song Jing was worried about Long Ziqi, so she followed her back to China and embarked on the road of politics. In order to protect Long Ziqi, she was willing to sacrifice her own life. When Song Jing left, her doctoral thesis defense was also ruined.
It doesn't matter, she is willing to replace Song Jing and stay by Long Ziqi's side.
He Zui returned to Country A to take over the family business. When he heard the news of Song Jing's death, he choked up and couldn't speak on the phone. He wanted to come to the capital and planned to stay with Long Ziqi.
Long Ziqi refused. He Zui was an only child and his parents were in business. He was destined to take over the family business from birth. Song Jing had already lost his life for her. How could she let He Zui abandon her parents again?
Take an adventure with her.
She also didn't want Su Ji to stay, but Su Ji insisted on staying. At that time, she was supporting the Long family and everything alone. There was no one else she could trust except Chong Jian. In the end, she let Su Ji stay and replaced Song.
Quiet position so far.
Long Ziqi wanted to stay alone with Song Jing for a while and asked Su to go back to the car first, but Su was unwilling because it was still raining!
Looking at Su Jiu with clear eyes, he said calmly: "Five minutes."
Give her five minutes!
Su caught a hint of intense grief in her eyes, her heart suddenly tightened, and she hesitated for a while before agreeing to let her stay for five minutes.
The umbrella was left with Long Ziqi. She asked her bodyguards to take her back to the car. The remaining four bodyguards stood in four different directions to keep a certain distance and protect her!
Long Ziqi stepped forward and reached out to touch the cold, rain-stained tombstone. His voice seemed to be sinking to the bottom of the sea, "If you knew that I would become like this, would you regret sacrificing your life to save me that day?"
For her life, too many people's lives and happiness were sacrificed, and what exactly did she do?
She ruined an innocent child's life.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the heavy rain splashed her trousers, and her vision was blurred by the mist. She stood in front of the tombstone, like a flower that had been ravaged by the wind and rain, crumbling.
There is nowhere to go, no one to talk to, she can only confess her sins in front of the dead!
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Lan Mufei locked herself in a room for a day*, without eating, drinking or sleeping. Long Lifei stayed with her in the Haoting Garden for a day*. His clothes were wrinkled and his feet were slippers from Mingzheng Residence.
, he didn't even touch any food or water except cigarettes.
But Jiang Chongjian couldn't stay in the Haoting Garden all the time. He had many things to deal with. For example, matters at the Presidential Palace, and the man who left a check for Lan Mufei.
At ten o'clock in the morning on the day of the incident, he rushed to the airport and intercepted Louis Indigo.
Louis Yingqi possesses the purest and most noble blood of the French aristocracy. His facial features are much more beautiful than those of the aristocrats in European and American movies. His expressionless expression is a bit contemptuous when he meets Chongjian.
The bodyguard behind him was about to step forward to attack Chong Jian, but because of his raising his hands, he retreated to both sides.
Jiang Chongjian handed the check to Louis Yingwu and said calmly: "Mr. Louis, not everything in this world can be bought with money."
Louis Indigo frowned coldly and glanced at the check in his hand, which was the one he issued to the girl before leaving the hotel.
"It's not a purchase, it's a compensation." His thin lips pursed slightly, and his low and hoarse voice was pure British pronunciation.
Jiang Chongjian pursed his lips: "That's even more unnecessary!"
Louis Young's eyes stirred up waves, "You can speak French."
Not only can Jiang Chongjian speak French, but he also speaks it more purely than many French people. France is not like other countries in that they love English. On the contrary, they are proud of their mother tongue. Most people in France who cannot speak French are
will be looked down upon.
"French women are passionate and romantic, and they are every man's dream." Jiang Chongjian's implication was that he learned French solely to pick up French blond beauties.
Louis Yingqi pursed his lips, smiled indifferently, and reached out to take the check he insisted on handing over, "Your master is very lucky."
Jiang Chongjian glanced at the bodyguards on both sides of him and said with a faint smile: "Your bodyguard is very unfortunate."
After a pause, he added: "My master asked me to tell Mr. Louis that he very much welcomes Miss Grace as a guest in the capital!"
Louis Yingqi glanced at him thoughtfully, his thin lips curved in an evil way, but without saying anything, he passed him and walked towards the boarding gate.
Jiang Chongjian put his hands in his pockets. He turned around and saw Louis Indigo throwing the check into the trash can. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was really a French aristocrat who was duplicitous, arrogant and stinky.
I didn’t expect Fei Fei to cause such a troublesome person!
The bodyguard who had been following Louis Yingqi for the longest time spoke from behind, "...Count."
Having known the Earl for so long, he has never seen the Earl tolerate disrespect from others like this. Everyone happily accepted the check issued by the Earl. Not only did they send it back, they even dared to warn the Earl. How brave they were!
Louis Yingwidow paused and asked meaningfully: "Who do you think can find out my identity and intercept me in such a short period of time?"
The bodyguard was startled, and then heard him say lightly: "This is not France."
A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake!
Louis Indigo boarded the plane to end his journey to pursue his fiancée, but the scene from last night flashed through his mind, and his thin lips raised a sneer.
He didn't expect that he would actually meet an amazing woman!
Turning the water glass with his fingers, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He was looking forward to who the first lady of country C would be in the future!
As for...grace!
Sigh secretly!
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On the afternoon of the next day, Long Lifei stood at the door of Lan Mufei's room with the food in hand, and knocked on the door with his index finger slightly bent, "Feifei, open the door!"
There was silence in the room, and no one responded. He knocked three more times, but no one opened the door.
"If you don't open the door, I will have someone break it down."
She hasn't eaten for two days, how can her body bear it if this goes on? Even if she is force-fed, he will make her eat!
After waiting for a while, there was still no response. Long Lifei turned around and was about to leave, but the door suddenly opened.
Lan Mufei stood barefoot on the smooth and cold floor. Her long hair was scattered on the back of her neck. She was still wearing yesterday's clothes. Her face was wrinkled and her expression was very poor. She looked at him with complicated eyes.
She was finally willing to open the door, and Long Lifei's tense nerves slowly relaxed. God knows how afraid he was that she would not be able to think about it!
"I made it myself, eat some." As he said that, he had already walked into her room.
As soon as the tray was placed on the table, a hoarse and tired voice came from the door: "Brother Li Fei, go back! I want to be alone."
Long Lifei's spine stiffened and he looked back at her: "I'll go back after you finish eating."
Lan Mufei looked at him with dim pupils for a few seconds, walked to the table without saying a word, sat down, and started eating slowly.
In the past, if Long Lifei had cooked for her personally, she would have gone crazy with joy and eaten all the food he cooked. But now, she couldn't taste the food, and every part of her skin hurt like it was being burned.
Lowering her head, she forced herself to chew a few times and swallow in a hurry, her throat hurting from the food. In order to prevent him from seeing anything unusual, she tried her best to hide and suppress her emotions.
Long Lifei sat opposite her, saying nothing, looking at her with deep eyes, unable to say a word.
After eating half of it, she finally couldn't eat anymore. She put down the tableware and looked up at her: "I really can't eat anymore."
"Then don't eat it." Long Lifei narrowed his eyes, his heartache was well kept, and his voice was gentle: "Go to rest early, I will come to see you early tomorrow morning."
"No!" Lan Mufei responded reflexively. Both of them were stunned for a moment. She avoided his sharp eyes, her voice full of exhaustion, "I mean... there are many things waiting for you in the Presidential Palace.
Deal with it, don’t let others gossip! It’s good for me to be alone.”
"I am the president, no one dares to gossip about me." He spoke softly, with unprecedented gentleness and indulgence: "Get some rest early, I'm going back first."
Lan Mufei nodded, but still didn't look at him.
Long Lifei stood up, picked up the tray, looked at her thoughtfully for a while, and finally turned and left.
The moment he completely walked out of the room and the door closed, Lan Mufei covered her mouth, quickly ran to the bathroom, squatted in front of the toilet and vomited.
I vomited out everything I just ate, complete and complete...
Tears fell from the corners of my eyes, and it felt like a hand was churning in my stomach. I felt so sick.
So dirty!
Long Lifei was holding the dinner plate and standing at the door with a long body. He faintly heard the sound coming from the room. His eyes darkened and his heart felt like a knife. He stood there and didn't move.
Chongjian came from the Presidential Palace and saw him standing motionless at the door, "What's wrong?"
Long Lifei came back to his senses and put the tray on his outstretched hand, "You keep an eye on her."
"good."
"24 hours." Long Lifei warned again worriedly. Her reaction made him very uneasy!
"I will definitely do it." Chongjian solemnly promised.
Long Lifei didn't show up at the Presidential Palace for two days and didn't return to Mingzhengju. He had to go back! Here, he could only leave it to the only person he trusted, Chongjian!
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Jiang Chongjian knocked on the door, but no one responded. He just pushed the door open and entered. The room was empty, and the sound of water running came from the bathroom...
Jian Mei frowned and strode toward the bathroom.
The shower was on, and Lan Mufei was curled up under the shower, all her clothes were soaked, her face looked horribly pale and haggard, she bowed her head on her fingertips, sobbing softly.
Jiang Chongjian quickly turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. When he came in, he knew something was wrong. She turned on cold water and there was no heat in the bathroom.
"Why do you have to torture yourself like this!"
Lan Mufei slowly raised her head to look at him. Her curled eyelashes were stained with water drops, and her mist-covered eyes were broken. She answered the question unreasonably: "He's gone?"
Jiang Chongjian nodded.
Lan Mufei bit her bitten lip again. Because of the cold, her whole body was trembling. Tears fell from her eyes. Her heart felt like a knife, and the pain was extreme.
Jiang Chongjian's eyes were dark, and his heartache was fleeting. He said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made things difficult for you."
Lan Mufei closed her eyes, covering the pain in her eyes, and shook her head.
In the afternoon, when Long Lifei wasn't paying attention, Jiang Chongjian stood at the door of Lan Mufei's room and said a word to her.
He said, "You are not torturing yourself, but Long Lifei! You haven't rested or eaten for a long time, and he has stayed with you without resting or eating. You have to know that his lungs are not good. He has smoked five packs of cigarettes in two days.
If this continues, he will die sooner than you! Fei Fei, can you bear to watch him harm himself like this?"
She couldn't bear it, so she opened the door. Even if she couldn't eat anymore, she would force herself to eat in front of him.
She was already in such unbearable pain, how could she survive if she caused him pain again?
It's not that she hasn't thought about death in the past two days, she has no choice, not because she is afraid of death, but because she can't bear to... can't bear to never see him again!
But what face would she have to face him while alive?
She felt really painful and didn't know what to do.
Jiang Chongjian held her gently in his arms, patted her back gently with his big palm, and murmured softly: "Cry, maybe crying happily will make you feel better."
Lan Mufei grabbed his clothes tightly with both hands and broke down completely, crying loudly, as if all the pain and grievances in her heart suddenly disappeared and were completely vented!
In the bathroom, she cried, ravaging people's hearts.
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Long Lifei returned to Mingzheng Residence, and stood at the entrance while Qingfeng was changing his shoes. Long Ziqi happened to come down from the second floor, paused in his steps, and looked at him expressionlessly.
"You're back." She said softly.
"Yeah." Long Lifei nodded, put on a new pair of slippers, and walked to the stairs to go back to his room to rest.
Qingfeng asked from behind if he wanted to prepare his dinner, and his silent response said no.
Passing by Long Ziqi, she smelled the strong smell of tobacco, her delicate brows frowned suddenly, and she looked back at his tall back, "Have you smoked?"
Long Lifei paused in his steps, did not look back at her, and still said "hmm" indifferently.
Long Ziqi walked up to him, saw his pale face, and his tone became stern: "You forgot that Aunt Chu said, you can't smoke!"
Not only did he smoke, he smoked a lot.
Long Lifei looked at her, held her thin lips with a smile, but his eyes were very dim, "It's just a little, I'm fine, don't worry!"
His big palm fell on her head, and he rubbed it as usual. He lowered his arm and walked past her upstairs.
Long Ziqi stood there, feeling something hit her heart so hard that every bone in her body was broken. She lowered her eyes, not looking at him, and her voice seemed to come from her throat.
Jian Yishu: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Long Lifei's footsteps lingered on the stairs, he looked back at her, his eyes were gentle, and he said in a light voice: "No. I'm a little tired. If you have anything else, wait until I wake up to talk about it!"
Long Ziqi didn't speak. He glanced at the long and straight back under the shadow of the flowing light, which exuded the desolation and depression of standing in the world. His clean and beautiful fingers fell on the handrail and walked to the second floor step by step.
Just as he reached the turning point, the figure suddenly fell to the ground, and with a "bang", he fell to the ground.
Long Ziqi watched helplessly as his back disappeared from her eyes, her face changed drastically, and she exclaimed in a daze: "...Li Fei!"
Qingfeng was also frightened, "...Your Excellency!"
"Li Fei...Li Fei..." Long Ziqi was the first to run to him, hugged him to her body, and kept patting his cheeks, losing his usual calmness, indifference, panic, and fear.
, coming overwhelmingly.
"Xu Chengdong... call Xu Chengdong!"
Long Lifei's collapse was like the collapse of her spiritual world, with ruins and chaos. It was the end of the world, leaving only ruins and chaos on the ground.
The fear and horror that crazily devoured her bones and all her sanity three years ago are back again!
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Jiang Chongjian wanted to ask a servant to change her clothes, but Lan Mufei did not want anyone to touch her, so she changed her clothes herself.
Jiang Chongjian knocked on the door and came in with ginger soup. She had been showered with cold water for a long time. He was worried that she would catch a cold and have a fever. Drinking some ginger soup could drive away the cold.
Lan Mufei took the bowl but didn't drink it. The hot bowl was almost cooling in her cold palm. The steaming heat hurt her eyes. She just cried for too long and she really couldn't cry anymore.
Jiang Chongjian didn't force her and sat quietly beside her.
"Brother Li Fei didn't answer that call..." She looked up at him and asked in a descriptive tone: "The person who answered the phone was Long Ziqi, right?"
Jiang Chongjian was startled, silent for more than ten seconds, and replied: "I was not in Mingzhengju that night. I don't know what happened specifically."
Lan Mufei looked at him, with a smile on her thin lips, but there was no smile in her eyes, "I'm so stupid, how could I think that brother Li Fei doesn't want me anymore."
It's just that someone doesn't want Brother Li Fei to come see him.
Jiang Chongjian frowned: "Fei Fei, the matter is not clear yet." Even if Yan'er answered the call, there were so many subsequent calls and text messages that Long Lifei did not receive, so it is impossible that they were all done by Yan'er.
There must be some reason.
Lan Mufei looked at him, silently shedding a sparkling tear, and asked him in a choked voice: "In your eyes, does Long Ziqi do everything right and everything I do is wrong? I
I just want to spend my 17th birthday with him, is this wrong?"
"You are not wrong..." Jiang Chongjian spoke softly, with a heavy look in his eyes.
In country C, the coming-of-age ceremony is a matter of great importance. The coming-of-age ceremony represents adulthood, growing up, being able to be responsible and planning for one's own life, and having the right to freely enter into marriage. However, there is one thing that remains unchanged in country C over the years.
According to the rules, only the children of the president's family who have been handed down from generation to generation are eligible to hold coming-of-age ceremonies at the age of 18. However, ordinary families, even the children of high-ranking officials and the richest people, cannot hold coming-of-age ceremonies at the age of 18. In this way, except for the president's daughter, others
Children's coming-of-age ceremonies are held at the age of 17.
17 years old is the age of adulthood!
Lan Mufei just wants to spend the most important coming-of-age birthday in her life with Long Lifei. What's wrong with that?
But Chongjian didn't think Yan'er was at fault in his heart. He believed that today's situation would not be what Yan'er wanted to see.
Lan Mufei said no more, the pain in her eyes was boundless.
At the age of 17, the day she came of age ended her innocence and beauty, and even left her with a stain that could not be erased throughout her life.
She and Long Lifei, if they were just the difference between heaven and earth before, now they are the difference between the sun and the mud!
There was a long silence, a deathly silence, as if everything was sinking into the deep sea. Neither of them spoke until Jiang Chongjian helped her put her down and asked her to have a good rest.
Lan Mufei looked at him with wide, empty eyes and asked him very seriously: "Why do some people have the right to live but have to bear the right to be abandoned first?"
Jiang Chongjian was silent, her words were like a sharp sword piercing his heart.
This question is too sharp and heavy.
Those days when they dare not look up to the bright sunshine, they huddle humbly in the low dust. Why do some people have the right to live but first have to bear the right to be abandoned?
After experiencing abandonment and humiliation, in the end, I never really had the right to be loved.
It is said that every child will have an angel to love her and protect her, but why has she never found her own angel who truly loves her and protects her?
Is it really a good thing that she was born?
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Long Ziqi sat quietly by the bedside, folding her hands devoutly, but Long Lifei's hand was unusually cold in her palm.
He was lying on the bed very quietly, even though he was asleep, his brows were frowning, the haze and pain that couldn't be shaken were looming, his pale face was almost bloodless, and even his breathing was extremely weak.
"Your Excellency broke three ribs, punctured his lungs, squeezed his stomach, and suffered huge trauma to his heart. It's a miracle that he survived. Dr. Chu said that he can no longer touch irritating substances such as tobacco and alcohol in his life.
Something. He hasn’t eaten for about two days, and it is estimated that he can’t smoke more than four packs of cigarettes. He is basically committing suicide.”
Xu Chengdong's words still ring in my ears.
Every word struck her soul extremely hard - he was basically committing suicide.
She could almost imagine how he spent these two torturous days, without eating or drinking, and never leaving the cigarette butt in his hand. Even now, she could still smell the smell of tobacco on his fingertips.
He protected her safety wholeheartedly, and he was just waiting for her to reach out and grab her own happiness, but what about her?
What exactly did she do to him?
His willfulness almost cost him his life, and a single thought destroyed the love of his heart, leaving him caught between a dilemma and a dilemma!
She caused him pain again.
Long Ziqi slowly leaned over and lay beside him, tears slowly coming out of the corners of his eyes and falling one by one on the back of his hands.
Because he couldn't blame himself, he put all the fault on himself and suppressed all the pain in his heart, without even a word of rebuke.
Long Lifei, you are really crazy...
The thin shoulders were trembling slightly, as if the whole soul was trembling.
Suddenly, a large, slightly cold palm fell on her head. The seemingly invisible movement contained infinite indulgence and tolerance. She slowly raised her head, with tears shining, "...Li Fei."
"Don't cry." He forced his eyes open and looked at her without blame or blame. He squeezed out a few words in a tired and hoarse voice: "I'm fine... don't cry."
In Long Lifei's impression, Long Ziqi didn't cry many times. When she returned to Gu Mingxi and was beaten like that in school to protect the hat she gave her, she never shed a tear.
.
The only time in so many years that she saw her burst into tears was three years ago. The weather was nice that morning, and the sunshine outside the window came in. She saw him wake up, sitting on the bedside, saying nothing, but shedding fierce tears.
Unfortunately, he was in coma for too long and his vocal cords could not make any sound for a short period of time. He could only watch her cry but could not do anything.
Today is the second time that he sees Yan'er crying. Does he feel distressed?
Of course I feel bad. Everything he did was just to make Mingxi and Yan'er happy and have a carefree life, but he failed to do that. On the contrary, he made Yan'er cry again and again.
He is not a good brother.
"Li Fei, you can blame me or even hate me, I just ask you not to torture yourself!"
Long Ziqi choked up, she was afraid that if he didn't wake up from his sleep, this person would no longer exist in her life.
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Chapter completed!