Jing Qingjia's fingers subconsciously grasped the quilt. She pursed her lips and did not speak.

Qi Ji said softly, "if you don't want to see it, it will be gone."

"I want to see you." Jing Qingjia said, "he came to ask me for a crime."

This originally less dangerous task was almost completely destroyed. Only she and an unimportant person survived. Jing Qingjia naturally knew how that person arranged herself, but she didn't care any more.

People from the Ministry of national security also came here several times, but there was no evidence. The Jing family was tough and refused to take Jing Qingjia away for investigation. The only thing they could do was to make a fuss with the whole family, and almost nothing happened.

But everyone knows that Jing Qingjia will not be reused by Guoan.

Qiji touched jingqingjia's hair and said, "I believe you."

"Don't believe me." Jing Qingjia looked into Qi Ji's eyes and said, "brother, don't believe me."

Qi Ji sighed and said, "I'll call him in."

Fu Yishu is really here to ask for a crime.

There was no temperature in his eyes, so he looked at Jing Qingjia quietly. He didn't speak, neither did Jing Qingjia. The ward was quiet for a moment. For a long time, she heard Fu Yishu say: "Jing Qingjia, I refused you at that time, do you have a grudge?"

Jing Qingjia was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly.

It turned out that he thought he hated Qi Xuan because of the rejection, so he would kill Qi Xuan even if he took 32 lives.

That's fine.

He loves Qi Xuan, he just needs to see her innocent and lovely, that's enough, as for other gloomy, there is no need.

Fu Yishu seemed to be hurt by her smile and said coldly, "don't you know how to repent?"

"Why should I repent?" Jing Qingjia said coldly, "what if I killed Qi Xuan? Do you have any evidence? What can you do to me? "

Fu Yishu seems to be a little stunned. He pursed his lips and said for a long time, "Jing Qingjia, I haven't seen through all these years. You are such a person."

"You see it now." Jing Qingjia is a little tired.

Fu Yishu seems to be repressing something to burst out of emotion: "what will you do in the future?"?! When this happens, you're in the Ministry of national security -- "

Jing Qingjia said with a smile, "speaking of this, I'm going to quit. It's meaningless. My father also agrees, so I don't care what Guoan thinks of me."

The rainstorm didn't take her away, but it made her physical condition plummet. In addition to the miscarriage, she can hardly pull the trigger and becomes a useless person. However, she doesn't want to tell Fu Yishu about this.

She didn't even tell Fu that there was a child between them.

Just like my mother said, it should be regarded as an end to the infatuation of the past ten years. From now on, it's very good that each side of the world has its own white head.

Fu Yishu's fingers seemed to tremble. He said, "Jing Qingjia, do you remember... You said you wanted to prove yourself in Guoan..."

Jing Qingjia said indifferently, "that's a lie. I just follow your steps." She looked at Fu Yishu, her bones were crying with pain, but she could smile: "since you don't want it, why should I insist on it?"

She said, "brother Yi Shu, if you want me to pay for Qi Xuan's life, it's impossible. I want to live a long life."

Fu Yishu closed his eyes, and his face was as cold as an eternal glacier. "If this is what you want, OK."

Jingqingjia leans on the pillow, but she has no spirit, but she still tries to open her eyes and use her own vision to describe the outline of the man she loves deeply. She should put it in her heart and seal it from now on. Maybe she will never see again in the years to come.

When Fu Yishu turned to leave, Jing Qingjia suddenly said, "brother Yishu."

Fu Yishu stops walking, Jing Qingjia's voice is soft, like a soft cloud, like the ethereal wind, are things that can't be grasped: "later, don't meet."

With Fu Yishu's back to her, Jing Qingjia couldn't see Fu Yishu's expression, but he said, "OK."

So the door closed and they didn't see each other for years.

Jing Qingjia closes her eyes, and her fingers tightly grasp the quilt. Tears fall silently and wet the pillow.

She thought, this is the last thing I can do for you.

If Qi Xuan is the soft moonlight in front of your window and the beautiful rose in your garden, let her be white forever.

But since then, the mountains and rivers do not meet, Mo road lover long and short.

……

Jing Qingjia thinks it's better to die like this.

She really can't hold on any longer. She is free from the cowardly death.

She let her consciousness fall into the bottomless abyss, but in the chaos she felt someone holding her hand. She heard someone say, "Jiajia."

It's familiar sounds and tones.

Jingqingjia thought, who is it?

Who is calling her?

"Jiajia." The man said, "I don't blame you. I never blame you. Would you wake up?"

Jing Qingjia thought blankly, didn't want to wake up, too tired.

But the man's voice was very hoarse, and he seemed to cry: "Jiajia, if you leave, I will be alone."

Alone

Alone

Jing Qingjia suddenly remembered who this man was.

It's the three hundred poems in her books when she was young. It's the fragrance of flowers she saw when she pushed the window at night. It's the one she loved with all her passion in this life.

But how?

Why is he here?

Jing Qingjia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Fu Yishu clenched her hand: "Jiajia?"

Jingqingjia's eyes shed tears and murmured: "Yishu... Brother."

Fu Yishu's heart suddenly jumped. He whispered: "yes, I'm here. Jiajia, open your eyes and look at me... Look at me!"

Jing Qingjia thinks aimlessly that she wants to meet the 32 comrades in arms who died in vain in the hell and Qi Xuan who hates her to the bone. Before that, let's give him a greedy look.

Just take a look.

She tried to open her eyes, in front of a fuzzy, but she can feel her hand was holding the pain, she frowned, softly said: "you hurt me."

Fu Yishu quickly released his hand, he carefully looked at Jing Qingjia: "Jiajia... You wake up."

Jing Qingjia looked at him with soft eyes and a smile: "yes, I wake up to see you, and then I can see those old friends who have been dead for many years."

Her soft voice suddenly reminds Fu Yishu of how Jing Qingjia talked to her in the ward,

Since then, they have not seen each other for many years.