From a distance, Qingfeng saw Ye Qingcheng and Guard Chief Qin talking. The expressions of the two of them were not very good, especially Guard Chief Qin. He was hesitating whether to come over when he saw them making moves. He didn't dare to hesitate and came over immediately.
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Before he even got close, he saw that Ye Qingcheng had been punched by the guard chief Qin. His face turned pale with pain. He was so anxious that he couldn't care about anything else, and he called out "Madam" in worry!
To Qin Xifeng, what is the difference between these two words and being sentenced to death?
Qingfeng stood next to Ye Qingcheng with a worried look on her face, wanting to ask her if she was okay, but Ye Qingcheng shook his head at him as if nothing happened, signaling him not to speak.
Qin Xifeng looked at Ye Qingcheng with dull eyes. He didn't believe what his ears heard. His eyes were as sharp as knives and he shot at Qingfeng: "What did you call her just now?"
He pointed his hand at the pale Ye Qingcheng.
Qingfeng looked at Ye Qingcheng, then at Qin Xifeng, pursed her lips and replied: "——Mrs."
"Shut up!" Qin Xifeng roared like an exposed beast, "She is Ye Qingcheng, not a lady."
Qingfeng was about to speak, but Ye Qingcheng's hand held his arm, and Qingfeng looked at her with worried eyes.
Ye Qingcheng glanced at Qin Xifeng, who was almost collapsed, and his voice sounded like catkins in the cold wind, "Long Lifei and I have been married for two years."
She didn't want to give Qin Xifeng such a double blow or hurt him, but now that he knew it, there was no need to hide it anymore. It was better to make him die of pain once than to let him have illusions and suffer pain again in the future.
"No, no, I don't believe it..." Qin Xifeng kept shaking his head in despair, unable to believe it, "How could you marry me--"
How could he not know that Qingcheng was marrying Long Lifei? How could he not have any news at all?
One is his loyal brother, and the other is the girl he has loved for many years. When did they get together and get married, how could he not know?!
"You have no choice but to disbelieve the truth. I know this makes you uncomfortable...but I'm sorry, this is our choice." Ye Qingcheng dropped this sentence extremely calmly, ignoring Qin Xifeng who was emotionally broken, turning around and taking every step
They were all really slow, their thin bodies shivering in the cold wind of November.
Qingfeng looked at her back and stiffened suddenly...
I saw a fragrant flower blooming at the wound on Ye Qingcheng's right shoulder, which was extremely dazzling...
Qin Xifeng also saw it and wanted to catch up, but Qingfeng stopped him and said meaningfully: "Guard Chief Qin, she is the president's wife. Naturally, she has a servant doctor to take care of her. I don't need to worry about it."
The four words "Mrs. President" were like a sharp sword that pierced Qin Xifeng's chest, reminding him that there was a huge difference in status between him and her...
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Ye Qingcheng went back to the room and refused to let Qingfeng notify Long Lifei. He was unwilling to see a doctor and locked himself in the room, not letting anyone in.
If Qingfeng didn't say anything, how could he hide what happened in the Presidential Palace from Long Lifei?
When he came back, Qingfeng had already prepared the spare key and handed it to him. Xu Chengdong also brought the medicine box and was waiting at the door.
Long Lifei opened the door gently and looked around to see Ye Qingcheng lying on the bed in a windbreaker. The blood at the wound was dried and dark red. There was a momentary chill in his dark eyes, and his brows were filled with indifference, and he slowed down.
Go to the edge.
Ye Qingcheng vaguely heard footsteps, and without opening his eyes saw the faint fragrance of tea flowers in his nose, "Why are you back?"
Long Lifei's eyes fell on her wound, he frowned and said in a harsh tone: "Xi Feng injured it!"
Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes and smiled nonchalantly: "He doesn't know I'm injured."
As brothers, no matter what Qin Xifeng did, she would understand and not be angry, just like if she lost Long Lifei's beloved girl, he would not be angry with her.
Now, she seems to understand his mood better.
Long Lifei seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, and smelled the faint smell of tobacco on her body. He frowned and reached out to push her loose hair behind her ears, "He shouldn't have hurt you!"
After all, they had watched Qingcheng grow up, and it was too late to protect her. No matter what happened, they should not have hurt her.
Ye Qingcheng looked at him, his eyes wandering, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was a little far-fetched and sour, "Long Lifei, can you give me a hug? I'm a little tired."
Loving someone is very tiring.
Being loved by someone is also very tiring.
Love in the world of mortals is a tiring thing. Because it is him, she is reluctant to give up. She really wants to keep going like this. Even if she can't reach the so-called "love" in her life, it doesn't matter, as long as they are together.
She didn't want to hurt Xi Feng, but she ended up hurting him anyway.
Love and brotherhood were hurt at the same time. This was undoubtedly a betrayal. She knew that Xi Feng must be in pain now, but there was nothing she could do.
Because we are all selfish, and selfish people only fulfill their own love.
Long Lifei sat by the side, his arm around her injured area, and he gently held her in his arms, saying in a low voice, "Change your clothes, and I'll treat your wound."
Ye Qingcheng lay on his shoulder, her voice weak: "Long Lifei, you want to take advantage of me again!"
"Do you want it back?"
"You see me as you taking advantage of me, but I see you as taking advantage..." Ye Qingcheng explained.
Long Lifei raised his eyebrows: "What's that called?"
“Body Art Appreciation!”
Long Lifei: "..."
Xu Chengdong sent a medical kit and explained the medicines needed to Long Lifei one by one.
Ye Qingcheng had already taken off her windbreaker, half of her shirt, and her bra completely off and hidden it under the quilt. Long Lifei wrapped her in the quilt, wrapping her up tightly except for the wound.
Long Lifei carefully treated her wounds, and took a dress and pajamas from the closet for her to put on, while he went to pour her a glass of water.
After staying with her in the room for a while, Ye Qingcheng lay on his chest and fell asleep.
Qingfeng came in to pack things and tiptoed. When he packed up Ye Qingcheng's bloody shirt and windbreaker, Long Lifei said two words in a low voice: "Throw it away."
Qingfeng was startled for a moment, nodded, and retreated silently.
Long Lifei lowered his eyes and saw that she was sleeping peacefully, so he took two pillows and placed them behind her to prevent her from hurting her wounds again.
The scar that had just become better was split because of Qin Xifeng's punch, and now it will take a long time to heal again.
After walking out of the room, he dialed a phone number and said only one sentence: "Qin Xifeng is suspended from all his duties. He is not allowed to step into the presidential palace without my permission."
The person on the other end of the phone could clearly feel the suppressed anger in Long Lifei's cold voice.
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It's night.
On the rooftop of the cafe, there were few stars in the mysterious sky, and the wind was blowing coldly. Qin Xifeng sat on the ground and kept drinking, with everything that happened this afternoon constantly replaying in his mind.
The wine was like a ball of fire entering his throat, burning his internal organs, causing pain everywhere, heartbreaking.
Ye Qingcheng and Long Lifei were unexpected...
The woman he loved most and the brother he respected the most, two sharp swords suddenly penetrated his heart, causing extreme pain.
In the past, he always felt that Qingcheng was still young, so there was no need to worry about this matter. Apart from Ling Chen, he was the one who stayed with her the most over the years. However, Long Lifei had a person in his heart. Everyone knew who he was, but they didn't know much about it.
I thought, I waited until the end, and these two most unlikely people didn't know when they became possible.
He couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out...
It's not that Qingcheng doesn't know his thoughts, and it's not that Long Lifei doesn't know his thoughts. They once even wanted to create opportunities for themselves and A-Qing. How could they do this... How could they?
Drink after glass, everyone said that wine is like poison that penetrates the intestines, so why not penetrate his intestines and poison his heart, maybe it will not hurt so much.
Qin Nansi knew that Qin Xifeng's expression was not right when he came back. He went to the rooftop with a bunch of wine. He thought that there was only one person who could frustrate his son.
On the dark rooftop, seeing Qin Xifeng drinking away his sorrows, Qin Nansi sat on the edge, sighed softly, and looked up at the cold stars in the sky.
——Bai Yan, in the blink of an eye, Xi Feng has reached the age of being trapped by love.
Another bottle was empty. Qin Xifeng was going to get the last bottle. His wrist was held by a sudden force and he looked sideways at him: "Dad——"
Qin Nansi took the bottle away from his hand, his voice full of vicissitudes of life: "Alcohol can only allow you to escape for a while, but it cannot solve any problems!"
"At least we can escape for a while." Qin Xifeng took the bottle back, opened the wine, poured the wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
Qin Nansi's face was solemn and worried. He took the bottle and took a big sip. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said sincerely: "Xifeng, I have failed very much on the road of love. I have not been able to give you anything."
What a good example to set, but I hope you will do better than me."
Qin Xifeng looked slightly dazed. In the dim light, he saw that the ring on Qin Nansi's finger and the ring hanging around his neck were shining with the same light, looking sad in this cold winter night.
"Dad, you...are you still thinking about Uncle Bai?" Qin Xifeng said hesitantly. He is already 23 years old and is not the ignorant kid he was when he was a child.
He had read the post written by Aunt Gu and knew something about the story of Bai Ziyan and Qin Nansi. From the initial confusion to the final acceptance and touch, he was thinking that if his biological mother could let go of his father,
If this society could be more tolerant to Dad and Uncle Bai, maybe Uncle Bai would not die and Dad would not be so bitter after so many years.
Maybe he will not have a mother, but he will definitely have an extra father.
He had seen Bai Ziyan's photo, the only photo with his father. His father's arm was on Uncle Bai's shoulders. Uncle Bai was young and handsome, with clear black and white eyes. He could tell that he was a very gentle person.
man.
Qin Nansi smiled bitterly, "A lifetime passed like this in the blink of an eye..." There was no time when he didn't miss him.
Qin Xifeng poured the wine and drank it all. Li Hei's eyes were full of pain and unwillingness. He lowered his eyes and said to himself: "I like her. I have liked her for many years... I really love her."
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But why did she want to be with Long Lifei?
There are so many men in the world, why is Long Lifei the only one?
His most respected brother.
Qin Nansi looked at his son's painful appearance and was unable to express any words of comfort, because he himself climbed out of the emotional swamp step by step, and knew that kind of pain and discomfort, and any words of comfort were feeble.
Unless you see it for yourself, everything others say is just scratching the surface.
He really hoped that Xi Feng could take the right path and not be as cowardly and incompetent as he was, nor be like his mother, who was unscrupulous for love, selfish to the point of being almost cold-blooded, and ultimately harmed others and herself!
The night is long, the cold wind is blowing, and deep love turns into resentment.
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When she was a child, Ye Qingcheng didn't understand why her parents' mentality could be so casual. It seemed that there was nothing to panic about if the sky fell. They would never be sad or fearful.
As she grew up, she gradually began to understand that no matter what happened, life would still have to go on day by day.
I slept and slept all afternoon and didn't even eat at night. When I woke up early in the morning, Long Lifei was no longer beside me and the temperature was freezing cold.
After changing clothes and going downstairs, Long Lifei sat at the dining table drinking coffee, with a newspaper in his hand and the almost untouched Western breakfast in front of him.
Qingfeng saluted respectfully and ordered the domestic servant to bring Madam's breakfast.
Long Lifei stood up, and Qingfeng handed him a neatly pressed coat and put it on his arm. The white shirt made his strong chest wider. He stood there, looking at her quietly, as if waiting.
She spoke first.
Ye Qingcheng walked up to him without saying a word. He lowered his head and kept looking at his breakfast. Can his body bear it after eating so little?
After a long silence, Long Lifei finally sighed vaguely and spoke first: "I have a meeting to hold. Just take the medicine obediently, okay?"
Ye Qingcheng raised his head and fell into his mysterious eyes unexpectedly. His heartstrings were plucked, and he nodded obediently: "Okay."
Long Lifei still stood there, his eyes calm and calm, unable to discern what he was thinking in his inner world.
Ye Qingcheng hesitantly opened his hands and hugged his waist, buried her head on his chest, and said in a dull voice: "Come back at noon and have lunch with me."
Long Lifei's tense jaw suddenly relaxed, and his thin lips curled slightly: "Can't you eat without me?"
Ye Qingcheng heard the joking in his voice and didn't bother to argue with him, "Yes, yes, without you by my side, I can't eat or sleep, so you'd better go home on time to have dinner with me.
Otherwise I will turn your presidential palace upside down."
Long Lifei's thin-lipped smile became even more obvious. He put his cold hand on her shoulders and hugged her. His lips were close to her ears. He said in a low and hoarse voice: "Don't run around. Wait for me at home."
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Ye Qingcheng nodded and watched his tall figure leave. Through the thick and blurry glass, she vaguely saw that the guard who came to pick up Long Lifei was not Qin Xifeng...
"lady--"
Qingfeng saw that she had been in a daze and reminded her, otherwise the breakfast would be cold.
Ye Qingcheng came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the hot breakfast he loved, and he was silent for a while, "Withdraw."
Qingfeng was stunned. Before he could react, he saw Ye Qingcheng sitting in your seat, eating your untouched breakfast.
I don't know why I felt sour in my heart, and I turned away my eyes...
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We eat together, rest together, life is busy and regular, there are no big winds and waves, and there are no twists and turns. How can there be so many life and death partings and magnificent events in the world.
The gaping wound gradually healed under the treatment of time and medicine, forming a new scar, which was a little itchy. Every time she wanted to scratch it, Long Lifei would hold her hand and not let her touch it.
When he was in the office during the day, he would send a female domestic helper to keep an eye on her, waiting for the new scars to heal and fall off automatically, and then apply some scar removal plaster, hoping to avoid leaving such ugly scars.
It is always bad for a woman to have scars on her body.
Ye Qingcheng felt a bit like she was in prison. She was not allowed to do this, she was not allowed to do that, she was not allowed to drink alcohol, and she was not allowed to eat seafood. The life of a monk was not as simple and stoic as hers, and he was about to become an immortal.
She was really bored in the afternoon and wanted to go out, but was told that she could not leave the Presidential Palace without your permission.
Ye Qingcheng went back to the room without saying a word and didn't come out all afternoon.
When Long Lifei came back in the evening, Qingfeng told him that Ye Qingcheng was stopped when he wanted to go out in the afternoon. He also stayed in the room all afternoon and refused to let anyone in.
Long Lifei handed him the coat, unbuttoned his cufflinks and collar, and went upstairs.
Opening the door, Ye Qingcheng was watching TV with a tablet. He didn't know what he was watching. He was smiling heartlessly. When he glanced at him from the corner of his eye, he just said lightly: "You're back."
Long Lifei responded, walked to sit next to her, and glanced at the screen casually: "What are you looking at, so funny?"
""Tom and Jerry"" Ye Qingcheng answered, looking at the screen intently without looking at him.
Long Lifei was silent for a moment, looked at her profile, and said, "You went out in the afternoon."
Ye Qingcheng's thin-lipped smile froze for a second, then recovered quickly, and replied nonchalantly: "Yeah, but then I thought it was nothing serious, and I was too lazy to go out."
Long Lifei frowned, and reached out to take the tablet in her hand and turn it off. The room was calm for an instant, and the breathing of the remaining two people was quietly intertwined.
"I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself again." He was silent for a long time before his deep voice sounded, not wanting anything else to happen before her wound healed.
"Oh." Ye Qingcheng lowered her eyes, still not looking at him.
Long Lifei knew that she was really angry, but he didn't know what to say. That explanation was the limit of what he could do.
I don’t know who said it, women’s hearts are as deep as the bottom of their hearts, not to mention that she is so much younger than him, so many times he doesn’t know what A-Qing is thinking.
He didn't want to become a couple in name only, but he had no reason to reject her, so this two-year marriage in name only existed without embarrassment. He loved her like a sister in his heart, so he tolerated and indulged her in every possible way.
Things go smoothly for her, because he is a man and she is a woman, and they are still so young. He has the responsibility and obligation to take good care of her, protect her, and let her live as happily as possible in this seemingly gorgeous cage.
Maybe it was because of the eight-year gap that there was a generation gap between them, and there would be differences and different opinions on how to look at people and deal with things; apart from explaining to her, he couldn't think of what else he could do.
The two of them just sat without any embarrassment, neither talking nor looking at each other. Ye Qingcheng lowered his head and looked at the fine lines on his palms, which were criss-crossing, and three of them were obviously broken in the middle...
Long Lifei's dark eyes were complicated, and he looked at her cryptically. He wanted to get up and leave, but it didn't matter what she thought. What he did was for her own good, and there was no need to waste words with her.
only--
The light outside the window fell on her feet, and the way she bowed her head and said nothing made him feel inexplicably heartbroken. He couldn't bear to leave her like this, without caring.
He raised his slender arms with a slight hesitation, one behind her neck and the other on her chest to gently circle her. His sharp mandible fell on her shoulder. His voice was low and hoarse, mixed with lust.
: "Don't be angry, huh?"
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