"I just returned home. I heard that you were hospitalized, so I came over to see you!" Nie Shufeng's concerned eyes fell on him and patted his shoulder: "How are you, are you okay?"
"What a big deal it can be, it's okay." Yan Ziyi raised his brows.
"I heard that your leg was broken. Can you walk normally now?" Nie Shufeng asked, staring at his leg.
"It's back to normal!" Yan Ziyi smiled.
"That's good, no danger!" Nie Shufeng felt relieved when he saw that he had returned to normal.
"Let's go, I'll buy you a drink!" Yan Ziyi suddenly suggested.
Nie Shufeng was surprised: "You've just been discharged from the hospital, and you're drinking?"
"It's fine if you drink less. Then call Jin Haoyang and let us brothers have a good time together." Yan Ziyi stared at her and curled his lips into a smile.
"Okay!" Nie Shufeng nodded. It's true that their friends haven't gotten together for a long time.
*
Lin Kemei has been imprisoned by Qin Weitao for more than a week.
Since that day she told him that she wanted to leave him, he had sent people to trap her in this seaside villa, preventing her from going out again.
Lin Kemei tried her best to yell, smash things, and curse loudly, but to no avail.
Everyone in the villa listened to Qin Weitao.
Except for the big dog Lele.
But Lele is just a dog after all, and he can't help her.
Lin Kemei was trapped in the villa every day, only talking to Lele and ignoring the servants.
In her eyes, those people were Qin Weitao's bodyguards and minions.
At first she was hysterical, but then she became quiet.
She knew there was no way she could keep making such a fuss, and now she should focus on saving herself.
But this seaside villa is some way away from the city, and there are no other homes around it.
It is not easy for her to escape.
Qin Weitao would come over every night to stay with her.
When he was tired, he half-lyed in his wheelchair and took a nap. Sleeping like this every night would inevitably lead to a stiff neck and backache in the morning.
Even so, Lin Kemei still didn't want to see him. Every time Qin Weitao came, she closed her eyes and didn't want to talk to him at all.
Seeing his face, Lin Kemei will think of the past two years that she was forcibly dragged down by him.
She was forced to leave her lover and her daughter because of him.
She hates him!
Since Lin Kemei insisted on leaving him, Qin Weitao seemed to have suffered a huge blow. He was haggard and gloomy, his body was rapidly losing weight, his cheeks were sunken, his face was gloomy, and his bottomless black eyes were even more frightening.
He is under great pressure now. Not only does Lin Kemei not want to see him, but the Qin family has also had problems with an important project recently.
Qin Weitao often travels between the company and the villa. He is very tired every day and he can hardly breathe.
Only when he saw her lying on the bed every night, his eyes would show a trace of relaxation and calmness.
As long as she can stay with him and never leave him, even if she refuses to forgive him in this life, he will never regret it.
On this day, Lin Kemei finished taking a shower, put on skin care products, and came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.
The bedroom was quiet, with only a floor lamp on.
She thought Qin Weitao would work late and come over like he did a few days ago.
Unexpectedly, he was already waiting for her by the bedroom window.
Lin Kemei ignored him and opened the quilt, ready to lie down in it.
"Kemei, let's talk!" Qin Weitao slid his wheelchair and came to her bedside.
Lin Kemei turned to look at him with a cold expression: "I don't think you and I have anything to talk about."
What should be said, she has already said clearly.
No matter how hard he forces her this time, she will never compromise.
She immediately refuted him without even thinking about it, and Qin Weitao felt an unknown fire in his heart.
"Are you going to keep having a cold war with me like this?" He frowned and stared at her.
"Cold war?" Lin Kemei raised her head and stared at him funny: "A cold war only occurs when couples and lovers quarrel, but there is nothing between you and me. There is no such thing as a cold war."
His words stung the softest place in Qin Weitao's heart.
"Then what have I been to you these past years?"Qin Weitao asked with his red eyes.
"It's nothing, it counts as nothing!" Lin Kemei curled her lips disdainfully.
They used to be the best of friends, but in the past two years, he has wiped out all the goodwill he had in her mind.
Only endless resentment and anger remain.
Qin Weitao pursed his thin lips tightly, trying hard to restrain the emotions that were boiling in his heart and were about to get out of control.
He frowned deeply and gritted his teeth to cover up the flash of hurt in his eyes.
Lin Kemei lay down on the bed and prepared to turn over again, no longer paying attention to him.
At this moment, Qin Weitao grabbed her wrist.
The cold and slender wrist fell into the palm of his hand, Qin Weitao was startled both physically and mentally.
This action was not thought through at all. Almost the moment she turned around to turn her back to him, he reacted instinctively and held her hand, not wanting her to continue to ignore him.
Qin Weitao took a deep breath, and his indifferent tone was mixed with a hint of helplessness: "Be obedient, Kemei, don't make trouble with me anymore!"
Lin Kemei's heart was as cold as water. She raised her head and stared at his heroic face with a pair of clear black eyes. Tears flashed in her eyes: "Am I the one making trouble now? You are clearly dominating me, no. Make me feel better!"
She stared at him steadily, and could clearly see the blood vessels on Qin Weitao's forehead that were beating forbearance. He must be very angry now, and maybe he would press her down on the bed in the next second and even shake his fist at her. must.
She knew she was taking a risk, and she took risks to test the bottom line of Qin Weitao's tolerance.
Lin Kemei¡¯s tearful and sad expression deeply hurt Qin Weitao.
His face tightened and became increasingly gloomy, and his whole person seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black gloom.
"How can you make it easy for me?" He sighed, with a hurt expression, and chuckled sarcastically.
Lin Kemei clenched her fingers, her face turned pale, the pain in her heart surged, and she looked directly at him: "Since we are torturing each other, why are you still refusing to let go?"
When he lets go now, he is not only letting her go, but also letting himself go.
There are some people who do not belong to him. The more tightly he holds on to them, the less he can hold on to them.
Some feelings, the more you ask for them, the faster they will pass away.
Qin Weitao's hand pinched her wrist harder and harder, almost crushing her bones.
She frowned in pain and took a breath of air.
It was this voice that suddenly brought Qin Weitao, whose mind had fallen into the endless darkness, back to reality.
He suddenly let go of her, slid the wheelchair, and left the room. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com