Chapter 1039

"Qin, young master Qin?" Because of fear, Ji Rou approached him cautiously. When she approached, Qin Yinze still didn't notice her.

No, to be precise, he looked too engrossed at a certain place outside the window, his soul ran away, and what remained here was only his body, so he was not afraid of the wind, nor could he hear her.

For a moment, Jirou felt a little bit of distress for him. Of course, it was just a tiny bit, so small that she didn't even notice it.

Ji Rou glanced at him, immediately ran to close the window, turned around and came to Qin Yinze's side: "Qin Yinze, are you courting death?"

This time, hearing her voice, Qin Yinze's eyes lit up.

However, when his eyes fell on her face, the light in his eyes slowly dissipated, and finally there was a dead silence.

She is not her, she is not the one he has been waiting for.

Bitterness fermented and spread in his heart, and he knew that no matter whether he was alive or dead or sick, that person would not care about him at all.

I know it's true, but it still hurts every time I think about it.

He didn't know what he was still looking forward to?

He didn't know what he was still obsessed with?

He didn't know why he tortured himself to make him look like a ghost?

He was tired, sleepy, and weary, and he no longer wanted to think about that person. Qin Yinze slowly closes his eyes, and it will be over.

"Qin Yinze, can you hear me?" Ji Rou raised his hand and shook it in front of Qin Yinze's eyes. His appearance was really scary.

He is clearly in front of her eyes, but she always feels that he is not there, like a body whose soul has been taken away by someone, and there is no difference between life and death for him.

Ji Rou guessed that there must be a secret hidden in a certain corner of his heart, a secret that no one else could touch or help him solve.

She squatted down beside him, and patted the back of his hand twice with her soft palm: "Qin Yinze, you only have one life, and it will never come back again. This is a part of a game I once played A very classic quote."

"Because of this quote, I kept telling myself to love myself and my family. Look at me, my father passed away in a car accident, the company my father left behind was robbed, my mother was sick in bed, and my mother was still arrested. You are a scumbag, but I didn't want to die in the past."

"Because as long as people are alive, there is hope. After death, there will be a pile of ashes and nothing left. Think about it, if one day, you will be burned into a pile of ashes, put in a small box, buried Into the soil, what else can you have at that time?"

She sighed: "So look at it, there is no hurdle to overcome, and there is nothing more important than life."

Ji Rou said a lot in one breath, and said all the life philosophies she had summed up in these years. Who knew that Qin Yinze fell asleep leaning on the sofa.

This bastard!

She said so many great principles of life that he fell asleep and didn't hear a word, let alone remember it in his heart.

Ji Rou gritted her teeth and wanted to kick him, but soon, she discovered his abnormality. The breath he exhaled was very hot, a little abnormally hot.

Ji Rou immediately reached out to touch his forehead. She felt that her hand was almost scalded by the temperature of his forehead.

It rained with her at night, and now he is still locked in the room blowing cold air. He is not a statuette, so it is strange that he does not have a fever.

"Qin Yinze, I wish I could throw you out of the window." Ji Rou scolded and helped him to lie on the bed.

This man was tall and strong. When she supported him, the weight of his whole body was on him, almost breaking his waist.

When he threw him on the bed, Ji Rou also fell down because of her unstable center of gravity, and fell into his arms.

Just when she wanted to get up, he suddenly made a move and hugged her: "Don't go!"

Ji Rou tried to take his hand away: "I won't go, do you want to burn to death?"

"Don't go!" He still said these two words, his voice was very weak, but the strength of holding her waist was not light at all.

"I'm not a fever-reducing paste. What's the use of holding me?" This man must have lacked maternal love since he was a child. He regarded her as his mother whenever he got sick.

To be honest, at this moment, he was really like a child. He didn't have the natural domineering power when he was awake, and he wasn't as vicious as usual. He was as quiet as a newborn baby.

"Don't go!" He hugged her tightly, still saying these two words in his mouth.

"Okay, I won't go. Son, you have to be good, and your mother will be with you." Ji Rou rubbed his head. He lacked maternal love, so she should be wronged and pretend to be his mother.

Sure enough, when she heard her calling him son, the man stopped calling and fell asleep obediently.

"If I could give birth to a son as old as you, I would definitely lose my life." Ji Rou couldn't help but feel a little funny. No matter how strong this person is, as long as he is sick, he is not as fragile as a child.

She looked at him, he was really good-looking, with chiseled features, just the right figure and a nice voice.

Pooh!

What is she thinking? His good looks can't hide the hateful fact.

If she hadn't been kind-hearted, she would have taken advantage of this moment to deal with him severely, making him kneel in front of her and cry--Mom!

Finally breaking free from his arms, Ji Rou hurriedly contacted the hotel staff to find a doctor.

The doctor gave Qin Yinze a fever-reducing injection after measuring his temperature, and prescribed several anti-fever medicines, and asked Ji Rou to take one for him.

The doctor also ordered to take his temperature half an hour later, and if the fever did not subside, he would be sent to the hospital.

After sending the doctor away, Ji Rou went back to the room and touched Qin Yinze's forehead. She felt better, and she was slightly relieved.

She sat down beside his bed: "Qin Yinze, do you hear that, if you don't have a fever, you will be sent to the hospital. You see, it's windy and rainy outside, and the roads are probably flooded. If you don't have a fever, you can only have a fever Die, so you can figure it out yourself."

"Qin Yinze, what is hiding in your heart?" Ji Rou looked at him, "is the family broken? Or did the girlfriend run away with other men?"

After much deliberation, Ji Rou still thinks that it is more likely that the broken family has caused him harm.

Because all these years, Min Luocheng has passed on that "Mr. Qin" like a god, but never mentioned his wife.

Ji Rou thinks that it is very likely that Mr. Qin divorced his wife and took care of his son alone. He was too busy with his career to ignore his son.

So Qin Yinze couldn't get father's love and mother's love, and became distorted in the process of growing up.