It seems that Bingbing has been a columnist for more than ten years, and her reputation is definitely not in vain. She writes non-stop and is the darling of various fashion media with constant columns. With such a large volume, Qiao Xiaomai really doesn't dare to be lazy, otherwise,
It can't be completed in a short period of time.
She also reads sometimes. Bingbing's writing style is very gorgeous, which is the favorite style of the petty bourgeoisie. When it comes to famous brands, she knows everything about them. Some fashion magazines also have exclusive interviews with Bingbing, and the photos are always elegant and moving.
A long month has finally passed.
Qiao Xiaomai spoke to his father again and confirmed that Yi Xiangxi had prepaid all of his father's treatment fees for the next month. The only thing left was the major surgery fee.
Before she could explain, her father had already spoken first, saying that he understood that due to Jiang and his party's work needs, the newlyweds had to stay abroad for an extra month.
So far, Qiao's father actually thought that she and Jiang and his party were really going on their honeymoon. It can be seen that Yi Xiangxi made up all the excuses perfectly. And the Jiang family, perhaps thinking of the last bit of old friendship, did not go to the hospital to tell the bad news.
Revealed.
Qiao Xiaomai hung up the phone, not feeling relaxed at all. She was panic-stricken, as if the closer she got to the truth, the more frightened she became.
However, she had no other choice but to helplessly look at the large box of unfinished newspaper clippings. The large 24-karat gold book shone strangely under the lamp, as if mocking her powerlessness.
One night, Yi Xiangxi came back very late.
As soon as he entered the door, he had a sullen face, completely ignored Qiao Xiaomai who came up to him, threw his coat on the sofa and got into another room.
When Qiao Xiaomai caught up with her, he shut her out with a bang.
She stood at the door for a while, and suddenly heard a strange sound coming from inside. She didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but the sound was really strange. She tiptoed and leaned against the crack of the door, and for a long time, she heard something coming from inside.
A whimpering sound was made.
She was shocked.
This man is crying!
He is crying bitterly.
why is that?
After a long time, she finally couldn't help knocking on the door: "Hey, Yi Xiangxi, what are you doing..."
No one answered.
However, the crying inside did not stop. After a while, it almost turned into a howl, a miserable howl that was extremely suppressed.
Qiao Xiaomai had never heard anyone cry so hard, as if there were countless tragic past events hidden in her heart that she could not tell.
She felt something was wrong, and suddenly pushed hard. It turned out that the door was not locked. She almost fell to the ground due to excessive force. After a while, she stood still. The room was dark and the lights were not turned on. A person was curled up on the ground, howling.
Like a wild wolf struggling to its death.
She was a little creepy, "Master Yi... hello... Master Yi, what are you doing?"
"Oh...oh..."
Just like on a full moon night, a person suddenly turns into a wolf.
She was even more frightened: "Hey... Master Yi... Yi Xiangxi..."
She fumbled and turned on the light, only to see Yi Xiangxi covering his arm and falling to the ground. It seemed that he had been seriously injured. She ignored her fear and grabbed him, only to see blood on his left wrist.
Drop down.
She was horrified: "You committed suicide?"
His body softened, and he fainted as soon as he fell into Qiao Xiaomai's arms.
Qiao Xiaomai almost fell down under his weight. He struggled a few times before getting up. It took a lot of effort to pull this guy to the bed.