Jing Qingjia subconsciously grabbed the bedding with her fingers, and she pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Qi Ji whispered: "If you don't want to see me, you'll disappear."

"I want to see you."

Jing Qingjia said: "He came to me to ask for guilt."

This task, which was originally not very dangerous, was almost wiped out in the end. Only she and a not-so-important person survived. Jing Qingjia naturally knew how that person arranged her, but she no longer cared.

The people from the Ministry of State Security also came a few times, but there was no evidence. The Jing family was tough and refused to take Jing Qingjia away for investigation. This matter was not enough. Apart from the Qi family's fierce quarrel, there was almost no splash.

But everyone knows that Jing Qingjia will no longer be reused by Guoan.

Qi Ji touched Jing Qingjia's hair and said, "I believe in you."

"Don't believe me."

Jing Qingjia looked at Qi Ji's eyes and said, "Brother, don't believe me."

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

Fu Yishu is indeed here to ask for guilt.

His eyes were cold and there was no warmth at all. He just looked at Jing Qingjia quietly. He didn't speak, and Jing Qingjia didn't speak. The ward was quiet for a while. After a while, she heard Fu Yishu say, "Jing Qingjia, I rejected you at that time. Are you holding a grudge?"

Jing Qingjia was stunned for a moment, then smiled in silence.

It turned out that he thought he hated Qi Xuan because of the rejection, so he killed Qi Xuan even though he had to kill him.

That's OK.

He loved Qi Xuan, and he only needed to see Qi Xuan's innocent and cuteness, that's enough. As for the other darkness, there was no need.

Fu Yishu seemed to have his eyes stinged by her smile and said coldly: "Don't you repent?"

"Why should I repent?"

Jing Qingjia said coldly: "So what if I killed Qi Xuan?

Do you have any evidence?

How can you do to me?"

Fu Yishu seemed a little stunned. His lips were pursed and he said for a long time: "Jing Qingjia, I haven't seen through it for so many years. You are such a person."

"You see clearly now."

Jing Qingjia was a little tired.

Fu Yishu seemed to suppress the emotions that were about to explode: "...what do you do in the future?

!If something like this happens, you are in the Ministry of State Security-" Jing Qingjia smiled: "When it comes to this matter, I plan to quit. It's not interesting, and my father agrees, so I don't care no matter how Guoan views me."

The heavy rain did not take her away, but her physical condition made her body worse. In addition, she could hardly pull the trigger now and became a useless person. However, she did not want to tell Fu Yishu about this.

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

Just as my mother said, just put an end to the infatuated love of the past decade. From now on, we will be together and we will be together. This is great.

Fu Yishu's fingers seemed to tremble, and he said, "Jing Qingjia, do you remember... You said you want to prove yourself in Guoan..." Jing Qingjia said indifferently: "That's a lie to you, I'm just following your footsteps."

She turned her head and looked at Fu Yishu, her bones were clamoring for pain, but she could laugh: "Since you don't want it, why should I persist?"

She said: "Brother Yishu, if you want me to pay Qi Xuan's life, it is impossible. I will live for a hundred years."

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

Jing Qingjia leaned on the pillow and was actually no longer energetic, but she still tried hard to open her eyes and used her own vision to describe the outline of the man she loved deeply. She must put it in her heart and hide it from now on. Perhaps she will never see you again in the years to come.

When Fu Yishu turned around and was about to leave, Jing Qingjia suddenly said, "Brother Yishu."

Fu Yishu stopped, and Jing Qingjia's voice was soft, like soft clouds, or like ethereal wind, all of which could not be grasped and touched: "Don't meet again in the future."

Fu Yishu turned his back to her. Jing Qingjia couldn't see Fu Yishu's expression, but he said: "Okay."

So the door closed and they haven't met again for many years.

Jing Qingjia closed her eyes, tightly clamped the quilt with her fingers, and tears fell silently, wetting 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, then let her be white forever.

But from now on, the mountains and rivers never meet each other, so don’t tell the good people’s strengths and weaknesses.

...                                                               

She really couldn't hold on anymore, and she was relieved if she died of cowardice.

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

It is a familiar voice and tone.

Jing Qingjia thought, who is it?

Who is calling her?

"Jia Jia."

The man said again: "I didn't blame you, I've never blamed you, would you wake up?"

Jing Qingjia thought in a daze, not wanting to wake up, too tired.

But the man's voice was very hoarse, as if he was crying: "... Jiajia, if you leave, I will be alone."

Alone...                                                              

It was the three hundred poems in the book when she was young, the fragrant fragrance of flowers she smelled at night, and the passionate love she loved in her life....

But how could it be?

How could he appear here?

Jing Qingjia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and Fu Yishu quickly held her hand tightly: "Jia Jia?

!”

Tears slid down from the corner of Jing Qingjia's eyes and murmured: "Yi Shu... Brother."

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

Jing Qingjia thought aimlessly, to go to the underworld to see the thirty-two comrades who died in vain, to meet Qi Xuan, who hated her to the core. Before that, let's look at him greedily.

Just take a look and it's fine.

She tried hard to open her eyes, and her eyes were blurred, but she could feel the pain of her hand being held. She frowned and said softly, "You hurt me."

Fu Yishu quickly let go of his hand, and he looked at Jing Qingjia carefully: "Jiajia...you are awake."

Jing Qingjia looked at him, his eyes were soft and a little smile: "Yes, I wake up and see you, and I can go to see those old friends who have been dead for many years."
Chapter completed!