Chapter 231: .Former Girlfriend of Amnesia President (25)

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There was a figure curled up in the cold cellar.
Someone came down the long staircase with a rhythm.
"I heard you figured it out?"
A pair of shiny leather shoes stopped in front of the dying face, calmly and calmly, in stark contrast with the miserable state of the prisoner of the order, immaculate.
Yu Ling struggled to lift her sore neck.
The well-tailored camel coat shows a man's tall figure, lined with a lead-grey vest, revealing a refined and elegant atmosphere. Every time he raised a corner of his mouth, Yu Ling couldn't help feeling cold.
This man has a very deceptive face, but the means of torture are endless.
"I, I have a secret to tell you." Her throat was hoarse, like a broken bellows, badly broken.
The host showed a gentle expression wishing to hear the details.
"Cough cough--"
There was a pain in his chest, Yu Ling couldn't stop coughing, and his face turned purple.
"Actually, I am actually a missionary! Not a person in this world!"
As soon as these words came out, the room suddenly fell into a strange quiet.
In the secrecy clause, the identity of the mission person must not be noticed by the people in the world plot, so as to prevent Tiandao from perceiving that they belong to "alien" and then be cruelly cleaned up.
But Yuling is now a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water.
After she was arrested by the Qu family brothers, she intended to rely on her beauty and perseverance of personality to make people move. When their hearts softened, they planned further.
Anyway, the two brothers were ruthless one by one, and they wouldn't give her any chance to perform. The younger brother was insidious and poisonous, her brother Buddha mouth snake heart, snake rat nest, sighing, she was really blind, before she actually moved for the gentle and thoughtful brother Zhou Zhou!
The task cannot be completed right now, and she has endured inhuman torture for a period of time. Yu Ling can't swallow this breath.
Even if she is dead, she has to pull a cushion!
She is not feeling well, others who stepped on her head also do not want to be happy!
"Missionaries, who travel through different parallel worlds in order to fulfill the wishes of others, seek for their hearts, seek for fame, profit, and whatever they want. Taskers earn points by completing tasks, which can be exchanged for various tools, such as The Gu given to you, called Qiansi Gu, is hard to resist even if the saints are not in disorder, and do not hesitate to fall in love with the opposite at first sight. "
Speaking of which, Yu Ling couldn't help but wonder.
How did the male lead get rid of Qiansi Gu's confusion?
She wanted to ask, but when she saw the other person's smile, she immediately dismissed her thoughts.
"However, besides me, there are other missionaries in this world."
Yu Ling's words were malicious.
She can't get the man, can't she get the slut?
As long as the male master knows her identity and has doubts about her words and deeds, her good days are coming to an end.
Yuling's move from the bottom card can be described as killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800.
Qu Jinwen converged in surprise, and nodded his wrist watch with his fingertips, and said lightly, "Do you want to say that the missioner is my destined lover, Lin Lang?"
Yu Ling felt that this person was a bit unusual.
She shook off the bottom card, indicating that Lin Lang was a task player like her, but came to complete the task. It was not sincere to him at all, how could he be so calm?
Why is it so calm?
Because Qu Jinwen didn't believe anything Yu Ling said at all.
She was full of lies and very cunning, and she betrayed her beauty in order to get out.
Dead to death, still want to splash dirty water on Lin Lang?
His wife, Qu, is a beautiful and simple girl who never thought of hurting him. Instead, it was him. She was scarred due to amnesia, and she is still lying on a bed and cannot live like a normal person.
"You don't believe me?" Yu Ling looked at the other person's still calm look in disbelief.
Her words were straightforward, could he not understand?
"I don't believe it." Qu Jinwen's eyebrows were indifferent. "I don't believe that the person I love is a liar. It's you. You can't even make up an excuse. I don't think you want to continue living."
In this case, what is left of waste that has no utilization value?
Qu Jinwen glanced at the deep violence.
In the girl's frightened sight, the needle stuck into the purple skin.
No one knows what he did in the cellar.
Yuling finally broke away from the world in a particularly tragic way, and did not walk out of the shadows for a long time.
After that, every time she met a gentle boy like Qu Jinwen, she ran away in fright.
The culprit changed his guilty heart and went to accompany his wife Mrs. Qu.
Twenty-three days after the car accident, Qu Jinwen was more comfortable with taking care of Lin Lang.
In fact, he didn't have much to do. Every day he opened the curtains as the first person to let the sunlight shine in. Change the bouquets on the windowsill regularly to keep the air fresh. Wipe the body and massage the hands and feet of the lover, lest she lie stiff for a long time.
Qu Jinwen sat on the edge of the bed, her long fingers carefully rubbing the outline of her face.
He found that Mrs. Qu looked really good.
The thin, brow-like, willow-like leaves, which fell into his heart and took root, groaned all the way, lawless. After he realized later, he was trapped to death, where could he still get away?
He reached out and stroked her neat black hair, which was a subconscious move. In fact, after many times of cleaning up, there was no mess, but he wanted to do something for her, even if it was even insignificant.
The doctor said she might not wake up.
But he didn't believe it.
Qu Jinwen lowered his head slightly and pressed his cheek to her heart gently, he didn't dare to press it all down. Whenever he was uneasy, all negative emotions faded strangely when he heard the heartbeat here.
"You will wake up, right?" He lowered his tone. "You know there is always someone in this world who must be you. You can't bear to leave him alone, right?"
He did not get a response and could only repeat it over and over again, as if he could use this to strengthen his confidence.
Qu Jinwen waited for that miracle.
Even if it is one thousandth or one thousandth.
He will wait before the miracle appears.
Wait patiently.
When she heard her call, she woke up from a deep sleep.
By that time, Dawn must be her favorite rose color, as beautiful as the scenery in her dream.
By that time, the wind was not strong, just happening to the sky full of stars.
And he will be the first person she sees.
Then he would open his arms and smile to her most tenderly.
Say, welcome home.
Qu Jinwen waited a long time.
It was December.
The snow melted and the grass warbler flew.
Lin Lang was in a coma for sixty-seven days, and the attending doctor had looked from the beginning to the present calm.
He had to pat the young man's shoulder hard to make him cheer up.
"A miracle will happen," he said encouragingly.
"Well, surely." Qu Jinwen smiled sincerely.
He got up and sent the doctor out, and bowed deeply towards the person.
Everyone blessed her, he would return the most sincere sincerity.
Qu Jinwen sat back again, reached into the quilt, and gently pinched the weak hands.
In fact, he is far from apparent composure.
Despair is coming every day, and it is more suffocating late at night, making him unable to fall asleep.
But he knew that he could not speak or collapse.
Not wanting her to wake up, she saw a decaying walking dead.
Qu Jinwen stared blankly at the sleeping face of his lover, and gradually lost his mind.
When will you come back?
Isn't ... Never coming back?
He fumbled for her thin knuckles, slowly, interlocking fingers.
"I allow you to be playful and allow you to get lost. When you have enough play, remember to come back."
Like treating mischievous children, Qu Jinwen is a little helpless, but more of a love that can't be spared. Because she likes it, she can't bear to blame her.
After a long wait, Qu Jinwen remembered the broken glass bottle again.
She didn't know that after he left, he secretly picked it up without anyone, and packed it tightly in a paper box.
Qu Jinwen went back at night, took out the box in the cabinet and put it out of the cabinet, using the light of the desk lamp, glued it carefully with strong glue little by little. The fine cracks were embedded in small crystals, like a galaxy, and it was repaired to be more beautiful and delicate.
He didn't sleep all night, until he was busy in the morning, unknowingly, fell asleep on the table.
When he was awake, the sky outside was already bright, and through the curtains, he could vaguely see the magnificent rose sky.
Qu Jinwen couldn't help being annoyed and overslept.
After introspection, the man carefully packed the repaired bottle into the bag and planned to take it to the hospital.
On his way to the hospital by car, as usual, he bought a bunch of pink gypsophila in the nearby flower shop, wrapped in gradient sky blue wrapping paper, and decorated it very beautifully.
Qu Jinwen hooked the bag in his arm, took the bouquet, and opened the door of the ward.
"Mrs. Qu, it's full of stars today, do you like this tender pink?"
As soon as he looked up, the words swallowed by his throat.
The window was opened halfway, and the white curtain fluttered, passing the two hugging each other.
For a long while, a dark head came out of her arms, coquettishly and timidly, and a soft lake wave rose from her bright eyes, reflecting his panic.
"Husband, who is he ...?"
Her expression was so naive.
Innocently, he is more like a passer-by.
He only guessed the beginning.