Jingxin came in anxiously all the way, and when she entered the bedroom, she found that her young lady was lying in the arms of Master Qi, who was also lying in his arms, and they were hugging each other.
Meditation: "..."
She was so afraid that Mr. Xi Qi would kill her and silence her.
"She is asleep." Xi Lanting's voice was very soft. "It's nothing serious. Her pulse is very stable. She may need to rest for six or seven days. When you go out, tell her that I'm sick again. Your lady is taking care of me in the hospital."
"Yes." Jingxin said.
Turns out that's what brought her in.
Over at the hospital, Zhou Mulian slept until about five o'clock in the morning the next day.
When he woke up, the thin light from the street lamp outside the window shone in through the window, outlining the thin figure beside the bed.
He was slightly stunned.
It seemed like she was back in school, when she took care of him day and night when he was sick.
Zhou Mulian's heart was squeezed hard by something, and the pain made him almost cry.
When they fell in love, they agreed to break up after graduation. However, at that time, they were in love, and he and Li Huzhu wanted to stay together forever.
He wanted to take Li Huzhu to New York.
He wanted to tell her: "Even if you leave the family, I can let you live the most prosperous life. I will be kind to you all my life, and I will always remember your sacrifice."
However, before these words were officially told to her, her twin brother Li Jing found Zhou Mulian.
"The governor of Sichuan guarded Sichuan and Shu, and my grandfather contributed a lot to Shu. My uncle had 300,000 troops. If the imperial court fell, he would become a warlord.
Our Li family has been prominent for generations. Our ancestors have produced one champion and four Jinshi, and they are full of scholars. Brother Mu Lian, your father was an abandoned soldier of the Zhou family, and he will never have the chance to return home in glory.
To my sister, you are neither the best nor the most suitable. Brother Mulian, I hope you can be a sensible person in your love."
Li Jing's every word struck Zhou Mulian's heart, knocking his self-esteem to pieces.
Li Jing added: "After nearly two years of love, Brother Mu Lian, you have devoted yourself to studying, and your grades have not fallen behind at all, and your grades are outstanding. My sister, on the other hand, has missed several subjects, and she may have to delay her graduation.
I know she is very good. If a person devotes herself wholeheartedly, takes care of everything for you, and makes you worry-free, everyone will think she is good.
But what about you? Are you nice to her? Brother Mu Lian, you are a gifted and good student, are you also a good husband? What do you want her to do in the future? A wife who gives birth to and raises babies at home?"
At that moment, Zhou Mulian suddenly looked back at himself.
I am indifferent, callous and even a little despicable.
He wanted to take her to New York, and he wanted her to live the life of a rich wife.
Does he know what she wants?
She majored in architecture, and Zhou Mulian heard her say that she wanted to build a bridge.
Does he know why he wants to build a bridge and how to build it?
In this love, he is a greedy vampire. Li Huzhu's love is intense, lingering, and meticulous, but what is his love?
In these years in New York, Dr. Zhou, who has become famous, is always surrounded by beauties and pursues her.
It would be easy for him to find a woman who would be devoted to him and sacrifice for his career.
But he didn't find it.
When he wakes up in the middle of the night, he often wants to touch the empty space next to him, and then stay alone for a long time.
What Li Huzhu does is nothing more than a woman's care for a man. This seems to be easily replaced by any woman.
However, there is a scale in Zhou Mulian's heart. His love is on this end, but no one can support it on the other end.
No one can replace him, and no one can be Li Huzhu.
Zhou Mulian wanted to touch her hair, but the position where she was lying was right next to his injured hand. He couldn't lift his hand, and he couldn't even touch her gently.