The four of them were talking and laughing, and from time to time there were bursts of Mary's laughter and the sound of everyone talking happily. The dinner was so enjoyable!
The servant wisely played a sentimental and romantic waltz. Mary was eager to try it and pulled Edward to dance.
One is noble and elegant, the other is beautiful and elegant, coupled with the fact that he is well-maintained, he does not look like a person in his sixties at all. He looks healthier, more positive and full of energy than young people.
Du Liaochen and Qingge sat in front of the bar, watching the two people dancing quietly, each with their own thoughts.
How great it would be if, like them, we could support each other, hold hands with the one we love, and grow old together! But is the person in front of us someone we can stay together forever?
The two people looked at each other at the same time, and the moment their eyes met, there was confusion and panic in her eyes, and determination in his eyes, and there were thousands of words that could not be said.
There was a moment of speechless, deathly silence.
They all diverted their attention to avoid the embarrassment just now, and the sparks collided with each other in their eyes.
"What? Why don't you invite the beautiful lady to dance?" Mary joked.
"certainly."
Du Liaochen made a gesture of invitation like a gentleman and looked at the beautiful person in front of him with burning eyes.
Qingge put her hand in his, and for a moment, Qingge thought that what was in his hand was not just her hand, but also the most important thing in her life.
Du Liaochen took Qingge's hand and came to the center of the dance floor. Soothing music sounded like running water. His hand held her waist. He was so close that he could even hear each other's breathing clearly. His eyes were chasing each other.
, cannot tolerate others.
She has a classic oval face, a pointed chin, fair complexion, and lively eyes.
He has a high nose, slanted eyebrows, sharp and impeccable facial features, and slightly thin lips.
People say that people with thin lips symbolize ruthlessness.
In the following time, they maintained a state of aloofness and lived under the same roof.
During this period, Qingge went to see his mother, but she was still the same, lying in bed with no sign of waking up.
She talked endlessly about herself, Shen Yake, Du Yuchen, Mrs. Zhang and the sweeper of the Du family.
Although she was the only one talking from beginning to end, she was happy and enjoying this rare warmth.
This winter is full of wind and snow, and the thin snow on both sides of the road tends to thicken, making the branches suffocating under the weight.
Qingge's constitution was weak. After several serious illnesses, she no longer dared to go outside and face the wind and snow, let alone her beloved swing. Du Jiechen even ordered her not to step out of the room.
So I can only stand in front of the window like this now, watching the wind and snow blowing outside the window, the strong wind raging, and the world being in chaos.
What a torturous winter.
"Sneeze", she covered her nose with her hands and tightened her tight coat. Even if she didn't do anything, she still couldn't get rid of the bad luck of catching a cold just by staying in the house.
She lowered her head in annoyance and put a cotton coat on her body in time, "Why are you still blowing the wind when you are not in good health?" Du Yuochen's slightly angry tone was full of temptation, and Qingge was obediently taken away from the window by him, away from the wind.
Snow.
However, the cold still came as promised, and I was given a sling bottle for several days with no sign of improvement.
During the night, he continued to have a fever, cough, and his throat was so inflamed that he was unable to speak. This torture made Qingge lose weight for several days.
Du Liaochen watched the needle hole pierce into her slender arm. There was a momentary pain on her face and her eyebrows knitted together.
He leaned against the door and smoked heavily.
These days, the cold that ordinary people get is like deadly poison to Zinge. Various antibiotics, even imported drugs flown in from abroad, have minimal effect.
He felt like he was suffering every night when he heard her heavy breathing and restless turning.
She was tortured by the illness and couldn't sleep all night long, and so was he, but she was tortured not by the illness, but by the illness. Could it be that, as the doctor said, the psychological cause of her illness accounted for a large part, and she was slightly depressed.
The doctor walked out of the room and stopped respectfully in front of Du Caochen.
"Injection, are you ready?" He took the cigarette out of his mouth, threw it on the ground and crushed it, as if crushing some emotion, and trampled it back and forth with his toes viciously.
"Yes, Mr. Du has finished it."
"When will she get better?"
His gaze frightened the doctor, who responded tremblingly.
"Ms. Xia's constitution is weak. As long as she takes injections and medicine on time, I believe she will recover soon." Du Jiechen grabbed the doctor's collar, "Can't you come up with something new? Every time, it's very fast, very fast.
, how long has this been going on.”
After saying that, he was about to punch him.
His eyes were blood red, like a mad lion.
A small cry restored his sanity.
"Don't be like this..." Qingge got out of bed at some point and leaned against the door, breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of effort, and his whole body was so weak that he seemed about to fall down at any time.
Du Jiaochen was startled and strode over to support her body. "You're restless again, little wild cat." He was the only one who could still call her "little wild cat" with interest in this situation.
He held her weak waist and walked towards the bedroom, his movements full of careful care.
The doctor was relieved and fled in a hurry. This cold-faced Yama was even more terrifying than the legend said. He would die if he stayed for a while longer.
While running, he didn't forget to drag his medical equipment. Du Yuechen came in with a bowl of fried Chinese medicine, and Qingge immediately instinctively shrank to the corner.
He had no intention of stopping, and Qingge begged for mercy.
"I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink." She looked at him pleadingly with her big eyes. She didn't want to drink, and she didn't want to drink this bitter and astringent Chinese medicine anymore. Even if she drank it, her illness would still not be cured.
Du Liaochen grabbed her resisting hands and held her firmly in his arms with a wave of his long arms.
She shook her head, shaking her head desperately, "If you don't want to drink, I won't drink. Please let me go. Du Jiaochen, please let me go."
He had no choice but to take advantage of her struggle and quickly drank a large mouthful of medicine and fed it into her mouth. The deeper the touch of the tip of his tongue, the stronger the fragrance of the medicine. "Don't move," Du Yuochen said with a suppressed tone.
Forbearance, Qingge immediately understood what he meant. Moreover, his lower body was pressed against her waist. She blushed with embarrassment and stopped moving.
He wants her now?
Seeing that she stopped moving, Du Yuochen let go of her invaded lips.
"Don't worry, I won't want you when you are sick, but if you deliberately don't let yourself get better, that won't necessarily happen." He left her bed.
"Pa", Du Yuochen left Qingge's room and came to the study.
This was already the third cup he had smashed. The result of the collision between the delicate blue and white porcelain and the hard marble floor was that it was shattered to pieces without any suspense.
He vents his anger and sorrow unscrupulously. There will be no ill intentions from other people, no coveting from enemies, and he doesn't have to pretend to be an indestructible rock in front of others.
The phone rings, I love him, he is the craziest, my dreams are broken but I will never forget them, I can’t escape, the deeper the love, the more we hurt each other, the deeper the dependence, the more emptiness, how to love..., I
Love his stumbles...
Du Liaochen was stunned for a moment. Is this his cell phone?
When did he change the ringtone? He has never been in the habit of setting a ringtone, and his phone always vibrates.
"Hello", his tone was not good, and he was obviously still shocked and dissatisfied with what just happened.
"Chen, your tone is stinking. Do you blame me for being so late at night and making you dissatisfied with your desires?" William on the other end of the phone became playful, and suddenly had the idea of teasing Du Caochen, and said with a playful smile.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me. If nothing happens, I'll hang up." Du Qiaochen's face became as stinky and hard as a stone in a pit.
"I really am not satisfied with my desires." William continued talking without thinking about life and death.
"You seem to be very free, so you might as well go out and run naked."
"Hey, Chen, don't be so vicious. I'm selective, okay? If I don't want to be poor like you, I won't be thrown into the Mediterranean Sea by you to feed the fishes." William put away his cynical attitude.
"It's good that you know." Du Yuochen replied unceremoniously and matter-of-factly.
"Chen, will you be there for this annual meeting?"
Du Yuechen was silent.
"In the past six months, that old man Cheng Qian has been wooing people in an attempt to split the Tianhai Gang. Now most of the old men in the gang are following his lead. There is news that he has a large batch of goods to be shipped from Vietnam. Should we take advantage of this opportunity?
We will meet next year..." William stopped talking. He knew about the tacit understanding for many years. Even if he didn't say it, Chen knew what he was thinking.
Get rid of Cheng Qian and replace the Tianhai Gang with clean fresh blood. Those selfish old guys should have retired long ago.
Du Liaochen did not hesitate.
"I will participate. I don't want the Tianhai Gang to have anything to do with illegal things anymore."
He hung up the phone, turned and left the room.
Turning left on the stairs, he opened the door to the first room on the right and saw a restless person sleeping on the bed. His eyelashes were trembling slightly and his breathing was a little heavy.
He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her sleeping face. Her peaceful and beautiful look was unbearable to ignore.
Should he take her there? He would be really worried if she was left here alone.
She is ill now, and there is a potential crisis. If he is not around, she and Shen Yake..."
Better go!
She doesn't know how to take care of herself, and even wants to be watched by others when she takes medicine. I'm afraid that once he leaves, she will even die of illness rather than take medicine. She is really a difficult little woman.
Sometimes he really doesn't understand what the bond between them is for. He simply thinks that she is fun and is so stubborn that he wants to keep her by his side? It seems not. She has been able to successfully affect his heart and disturb his emotions.
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He knew this was abnormal, but he couldn't control it.
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