Chapter 1183: Wolverine, but not shame! (four)

The lights in the box were fairly bright. When I walked in the summer night, I saw Qi Lei, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa and looking at the scum of the scum.
The floor on the front of him was already wet, mixed with dripping blood, and standing far away, he could faintly ask for the smell of the rich wine, the mottled traces, and the shocking look. .
Realizing that Xixia night came over, Qi Lei raised his head silently, and saw the figure of Xi Xia night appear in front of his eyes. His pale black scorpion only had some faint brilliance, handsome face. I can't help but pull a bitter smile, the voice is very low----
"How did you come?"
Xi Xia night quietly looked at him, and finally stopped his eyes on his clenched fist. "Just in the vicinity, just come over and see, get up, go to the hospital..."
Wen Yan, Qi Lei was a little smirk, and his eyes were a bit stunned. "Yang Sheng called you again? It’s really a lot of things... you heard it? You shouldn’t come over, even me. I am a little uncomfortable looking at myself."
And Xi Xia night listened, paused, and then it was a smile. "Well, although it is awkward, but not shameful, suddenly I feel like you are more like you. Lei. Your hand is hurt, this weather caught up. It is easy to get irritated, or go to the hospital to deal with it. Now... you should cherish yourself, Qi Lei, don’t be too stupid, I should look at the tragedy before. We are all too stupid, too kind to others. It is very harsh on oneself. Sometimes, people are selfish, and perhaps they can be better off... not so hard."
When it comes to the latter, the tone of Xi Xia night is also depressed.
Qi Lei’s breath took a breath, and some of the sour eyes licked some dry eyes, and the voice was full of frustration--
"I didn't know why I was so annoying. Every time I struggled, I was thinking about myself. I always thought that I wouldn't care so much. I would be more content and everyone would be better. Later I realized that those things, It’s really not for me. Even if I don’t fight, I don’t think I can live easily.

Qi Lei did not care about the blood on his hands. He reached out and took another empty cup on the side. He took the wine and poured it. He took a few drinks and went down. He frowned and continued. "Do you know? When I was young, when I was studying at the time, the exams were often handed in. Every time I finished the class, the scores were almost countdown. So every time the teacher finished the test, he always called the parents to the school. At that time, I can only feel that my Qi Lei is still a person with parents. A few times is okay, but then they are bored and numb, I think if I have a good grade, I will also let them look at each other. The tone is very hard to learn seriously..."
"But it's still useless, there are some cracks, no matter how you make up for it, it doesn't help. I am just a son. I can't help them. Like the loving couples, they treat each other, care for their children, care about their own. Family. Summer night, are you also like me, I feel particularly helpless? I don’t even want to go home, I am afraid that every time I go home, welcoming myself is indifference or sarcasm..."
Qi Lei, a person who has never been willing to mention these pasts with anyone, has suffered some repression today and finally said it.
"I feel very helpless, but we try our best. Qi Lei, you have to believe that we have lost something to get something, lost, and withered, to understand how to cherish. Don't be sad, we will not be people abandoned by fate."
Xi Xia night said, but also slowly bent down, picked up his suit jacket thrown aside, looked down at him --
"Don't back down, get up, I will accompany you to the hospital."
"I haven’t gone back so late, don’t you worry about it? You go back, I can.

Qi Lei looked down and said lowly.
"He is on a business trip. When I leave, I have to take care of you. I know that you will not be too good in recent years. Also, Qi Lei, thank you for believing me and Mr. Mu, you can rest assured that we will not let you Losing money, in our eyes, feelings are more important than everything else, those things outside of them, no, can still fight back, if the feelings are not, then..."
Xi Xia night did not continue to say, when Qi Lei raised his gaze, the greet is the clear and sincere eyes of Xi Xia night, can see the concern inside, the suppressed heart is a bitter, the throat does not control Some of the acidity is sour.
It is often said that people who walk alone all the year round are actually very cold. They generally have a coldness that refuses people thousands of miles away. However, once they can feel the kind of care that makes them attached to the warmth, they are somewhat affected. No.
And, he, Qi Lei --
It’s such a person...
Qi Lei lowered his gaze, and he was quiet. The fist was tight and loose, and it was tight and loose. The back finally stood up silently, and went out with Xixia night...
Xi Xia night drove Qi Lei to the nearby hospital. The doctor was very competent to give Qi Lei the injured big hand anti-inflammatory disinfection and bandage, let Yang Sheng follow the line of bodyguards to get the medicine, when it came out from the hospital, already Near two in the morning.
Xi Xia night also drove directly back to Fengju, with Qilei's holy water villa area is a road, so Qi Lei is still sitting in her car, followed by Yang Sheng and the of bodyguards.
"What are you going to do next?"
When the car was flying all the way, Xixia night controlled the steering wheel steadily and asked Qi Lei next to it.
"How else? I must try to stay here this time. I can't guarantee that the old man will be soft, but I have made plans. If it doesn't work, I will tear my face in advance. Bright, I can guarantee that there should be a lot of people following me. Moreover, there is a big trouble in the ancient Qiqi, and other people can really be optimistic about Qifeng."
Qi Lei analyzed.
Wen Yan said that Xi Xia night also nodded. "I am also thinking about this with Mr. Mu, as long as Gu Qizhen and Julis tear the face here, Qi Feng does not have to be peaceful. And, Mr. Mu’s thoughts. ......"
"He wants to compete for Huigu? For Muling poetry?"
With the contact with Mu Chenchen for so long, Qi Lei also knows that this purpose of doing things is very strong, and the means are decisive without hesitation. With his short support for his family, he does not have to doubt his purpose.