Chapter 1459

Time can't go back.

The overlying water is also difficult to recover.

Even though he was not satisfied with what he had suffered in Hangzhou, song Luoshen knew that the facts could not be changed.

After all, you can't let someone go to the Qin family to repent?

So after venting a little emotion, she gradually calmed down.

"How about housekeeper song?"

Li futu asked softly.

They have returned to song's convalescent center, Qin Yuyi has been treated and sent to the ward, just next to Gong Yuyu. From an optimistic point of view, the two women can be regarded as a companion.

"It's OK, but Shoubo is old. It's estimated that it will take a while for him to recover from the injury this time."

Li futu nodded.

Song Luoshen looks at Gong Yuyu's ward and his lips move.

“…… Otherwise, I'll tell my aunt. "

Luo Wenzhou was forced to death, and Gong Yuyu herself was injured by Shenhou's Secret gun and lay in the ward. But she didn't kill Cao Xiuge. She needs to give Gong Zhengyu an account.

Li futu reached out and took her arm.

"I'll go. You're tired tonight, too. Go back and have a rest. "

Song Luo God looked at him, lips gradually close, did not refuse.

Seeing song Luoshen turn around and leave, Li futu turns around and pushes open the door of Gong Yuyu's ward until her figure disappears in the corridor.

Gong Zhengyu, who was lying on the hospital bed, did not sleep. As soon as the movement sounded, he came to see it.

"How's it going?"

Qin Yuyi and Li futu left her ward one after another. She knew what would happen tonight and was waiting for a final result.

Li futu didn't respond immediately. He went to the bedside and sat down. Then he spoke slowly.

"I'm sorry, auntie."

Gong had a calm look. Even though his face was still pale, his complexion was better than when he just woke up a few days ago.

"Why apologize?"

"I should have brought Cao Xiuge to my aunt for disposal."

Can I ask for nothing.

"What have you done to him?"

Since the man "woke up", she knew the result of the struggle and lost her suspense.

"I broke his leg, but he's still alive."

This decision was not made by him, but Li futu did not choose to put the responsibility on Song Luoshen.

"I'm sorry, auntie."

He apologized again.

Miyazaki was not angry.

"After all, he is the only successor of the Cao family. There is nothing wrong with you doing so. Killing a person is not the best punishment. Sometimes it takes more courage to live than to die. "

Disabled.

I need a wheelchair for the rest of my life.

Even ordinary people can't bear such a blow, let alone the prince of the Cao family.

Gong Yu said in a soft voice: "this is the end of the enmity."

It's a few words, but it has the effect of setting the tone.

Li futu nodded silently.

"You have recovered your memory. Did Miss Song trouble you?"

Gong Zhengyu suddenly said that the corners of his mouth showed a slight radian, which meant watching a good play.

This kind of image, with her consistent temperament is undoubtedly a little out of place.

Li futu smiles bitterly.

He naturally understood what the other person was referring to.

In the final analysis, the reason why he was able to successfully complete the "feat" of marrying two of the most outstanding women in the north and the south at the same time was due to the "contribution" of the elder lying in the hospital bed in front of him.

"Aunt, do you think I don't have enough trouble?"

He said with a bitter smile.

Although a little shameless suspicion, but he really did not feel how happy.

It's OK to be Ang Lee before, because he needs to care for the "disabled", and no one will trouble him. But now that he has recovered, he nods his head when he thinks about the situation he will face in the future.

Marriage is married, but it's absolutely wishful thinking to expect song Luoshen and Qin Yuyi to fall in love with their sisters.

When an ordinary woman finds her husband cheating, she can also do the cruel thing of aiming at a certain part while her husband is asleep in the middle of the night. What's more, he is facing two most representative women in the north and the south.

It's not ancient.

That kind of two rooms, three rooms, four rooms and beautiful sitting together playing mahjong will only appear in TV series.

"I don't think I'm making trouble for you. On the contrary, I'm helping you. No matter Qin's daughter or song's girl, they all pay too much for you. You can't fail. You should know that."

Gong Zhengyu naturally refused to admit that he was guilty of doing bad things with good intentions.

"That time, it was the best opportunity to suppress contradictions. We can meet but not seek. Although they will complain more or less in the future, it's done. They're just talking. You, as a man, should bear at least that. "Gong Zhengyu's tone of inculcation at the moment is really like an elder.

Li futu's bitter smile grows stronger.

No matter before or now, even if a dream of sorghum reborn, but he felt the most difficult to face, is still this kind of problem, so as always, he chose to escape, to live in the present free and easy state of mind, try not to think about the future.

"Aunt, I feel very sorry about the Luo Bureau. The deceased is gone. I hope that my aunt won't be too sad."

Li futu left no trace and changed the topic.

He didn't know much about the rumors between Gong Zhengyu and Luo Wenzhou, but he had heard about them before.

Of course, no matter what the relationship between them is, it's not something he should ask about.

But strangely, he just comforted and didn't ask for anything, but Gong explained it on his own initiative.

"He and I are just friends."

Li futu was stunned and subconsciously looked at the woman who was one generation higher than him but not much older than him.

Gong Zhengyu also seems to feel that his explanation is a little puzzling. He takes a look at the younger generation sitting at the edge of the bed, and then quickly moves his eyes away.

Just experienced a heavy rain, and it is late at night, a look out of the window a dark, not a bit of light, people feel particularly depressed.

Gong Zhengyu took back his eyes and gradually fell on the head of the bed.

There, there is a weapon brought by Qin Yuyi. It is not only incomplete, but also has no luster. Although the simple shape looks a bit old, even if it is taken to the antique market, it will only be regarded as scrap metal.

His eyes swept over the complex lines on the broken blade, and Gong said in a slow voice, "next, what are you going to do?"

After more than half a year in Jinling City, the man who really lives as an ordinary man has a calm look, and his eyes also fall on the magic soldier who almost made him invincible.

A few seconds later, he spoke softly.

"I want revenge."