Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

Jiang Qingchi closed his eyes and was very focused.

He hasn't been qualitative since he was a child, and rarely is as serious as now.

He took this feeling seriously and took it seriously. He was not a prodigal or an infatuation, but for the person in front of him, he just wanted to look at her all the time, and he had a whole life in his heart.

Jiang Qingchi carried Mu Yanzhu into the bedroom.

"Are you crazy?"

She frowned slightly, as if looking at him at a stranger.

Jiang Qingchi didn't speak, took off his jacket and the shirt underneath, then leaned slightly, propping his hands in front of the bed.

"What did I say before, you have lost half of your innocence, and you can only marry me in this life. Now you and Xie Zijun are getting better, what do you think of me Jiang Qingchi?"

Mu Yanzhu looked up at him, and the outline of this handsome face under the light flickered.

"I beg you to figure out the fact that it is good or not, it was you who broke up!"

"I regret!"

what? !

Regret it? ?

So in the past ten days of breaking up, what is this?

"If regret is useful, what do you want Durex to do?"

As soon as he said this, the air couldn't help being embarrassed.

Jiang Qingchi blinked, and the freezing atmosphere thawed in an instant. Then the young master burst into laughter. His slender index finger poked Mu Yanzhu's forehead, "You said your brain circuit is so strange, huh? "

Mu Yanzhu didn't understand why he said that just now!

It may be that I have been writing a manuscript recently and have become crazy.

He was still poking her, so Mu Yanzhu impatiently flicked away his hand, becoming angry.

"I have broken up, I am not reconciled."

After speaking, she turned around and sat on the bed with her back to him.

Jiang Qingchi walked around and faced her face to face.

"If I remember correctly, you used to say things like separation before. It was the day before my birthday. We quarreled. You went home. I went to look for you and help you deal with strange relatives."

Paused.

"Now that I'm breaking up, I just said this once, why can't you coax me once? Or do you really empathize with Xie Zijun?"

"……whatever you think."

Mu Yanzhu's mouth was quite stubborn.

He was also stubborn for a while.

She is stubborn and stubborn, Jiang Qingchi said "I regret it!"

Why didn't you say regret earlier? !

Look at what life she has been in the past ten days. She is confused and unhappy, her ears have hallucinations, her eyes have hallucinations, lovesickness has become ill, and she feels that her breathing is not smooth.

Finally came out a bit, he now said "I regret it", what is this?

What is the pain that she can't sleep at night, the pain and sorrow she endured alone?

What made her care about was that he returned the money he owed her.

Isn't this clear to draw a line?

Since I'm not in arrears anymore, now I say regret again, what are all special? !

Jiang Qingchi stood up directly.

She was sitting, he was standing, condescending, and his low voice was a little angry, "Come on, talk, we must talk, don't open the knot, no one is allowed to sleep tonight!"

Mu Yanzhu hung his head, rubbed his neck, and said angrily, "I'm very tired, I won't talk about it today!"

"talk!"

Jiang Qingchi ordered her to look up at him.

He had a bad attitude, and Mu Yanzhu became angry and roared back:

"What do you do when you grow so tall, I see you have to raise your neck every day, you try that taste, if you don't have cervical spondylosis, it will be blamed."

He hummed, "I look down at you, isn't my neck tired?"

He said so, but still sat down, lowered his shoulders, and looked face to face with her.

In Mu Yanzhu's impression, this was the first time he and she looked at each other from a head-up angle so far.

A very novel experience.

Jiang Qingchi's eyes were as black as ink and as bright as stars. Let her take a look, and his head began to be confused.

For fear of being inhaled, Mu Yanzhu hurriedly closed his eyes, "What are you talking about?"

He pinched her cheeks with both hands and let her look at him.

Jiang Qingchi, who looks like this, has a stern face and doesn't feel very serious. It makes people feel that he is suffocating.

Sulking.

Nowhere to post.

Mu Yanzhu thought she was even more angry, but she didn't take the initiative to speak, and waited quietly for Jiang Qingchi's text.

Unexpectedly, when he heard him sternly opened his voice: "Do you think, what is the direct reason for our breakup?"

When I heard this, Mu Yanzhu couldn't keep his breath, "Of course it's you and Cheng Huan!"

"I haven't contacted her at all!"

"Oh, okay, what you say is what you say. If you have contacted you, you know that I am not the roundworm in your stomach."

Two days ago, she went for breakfast and saw Jiang Qingchi and Cheng Huan face to face near the restaurant.

As for what was said, she didn't bother to listen.

Jiang Qingchi frowned fiercely, "Are you embarrassed to say me? I haven't said you and Xie Zijun yet!"

"Xie Zijun and I are innocent, you don't spit people here."

"Innocent? Who was it who hugged him at the library door after dinner with me."

"What is hug together? When he hugged me, I pushed him away in the next second."

"Anyway, just hug! What do you make me think?"

Mu Yanzhu took a breath, no longer entangled with this fact, "Okay, then hug."

She paused.

"But when I associate with you, I have a clear conscience. I treat you wholeheartedly, only you, and you, is it true that I am entangled with Cheng Huan during my relationship? After the breakup, who I associate with is my freedom , I’m not breaking the law with anyone, because you are not my boyfriend anymore."

"You wait a moment!"

Jiang Qingchi made a pause gesture. He couldn't match Mu Yanzhu's logic. He had to follow her one by one.

"When did I get entangled with Cheng Huan? I didn't explain it all. I accidentally hit her while playing basketball. It was my fault. What happened to me taking her to the infirmary?"

"Yeah, nothing, everything is my fault, I don't trust you, I make trouble unreasonably, I have to spoil you, let you, who made you younger than me. We broke up, everyone is happy, let's both be happy!"

"You-unreasonable!"

If you want to change to someone else, he is already swearing.

Even though he is really angry, very angry, very angry now, he can say to himself again and again in his heart that he can no longer speak cruel words and can no longer push her further. When he was a child, he flew a kite and the kite line was broken and he would never return. coming.

He didn't want a relationship that was supposed to be good enough to just end.

He is not reconciled, nor willing.

...

Both of them were silent, each panting, each annoyed.

I don't know how many times Jiang Qingchi's mouth has been pursed.

Really, he wanted to calm down, but he lacked a vent.

"Who said before that I only like me in this life, and only have feelings for me?!"

"Who said before, Jiang Yan, I will give you a home, you can trust me." Mu Yanzhu was unwilling to show weakness.

"Who said, I have money and I will support you!"

"Who said that, I will support you in the future, and I will not let your investment go to waste."

"..."

"..."

This so-called "talk about it well" ended up being unhappy.

The two are like two angry older children, lying back to back on the single bed, letting no one.

Mu Yanzhu was initially quite angry, but fell asleep unconsciously in the middle of the night, maybe he was really tired.

Jiang Qingchi was annoyed, and also came up sleepy.

These days after breaking up, he is not having a good time. Continuous insomnia is a common occurrence.

She turned sideways and glanced at the girl next to her, good fellow, she was already asleep.

Almost unspeakable sighed, then took her over, rubbed her hair and kissed her twice.

His slender hands pinned Mu Yanzhu's bangs to the sides, and his thin lips were printed on her forehead, fitting her forehead.

"Jiang Yan, I miss you so much."

He held her tightly and finally closed his eyes.

Hope a good night.

...

Mu Yanzhu woke up early the next morning.

The sky was still bright, and the faint light shone on the single bed, and the entire quilt was covering her. Jiang Qingchi was curled up in the corner of the bed, bowed like a mouse.

Mu Yanzhu's heart softened and lightly covered him with the quilt.

In the dimness, looking at this face, across the air, stretched out his hand to depict his slender eyebrows, his tall nose, and his crimson lips, almost drawn into a line.

My heart began to hurt, without warning, too late to prepare.

Perhaps one day there will be another person sitting on the head of the bed, looking at his face like this, tracing his outline.

He will be very affectionate with that woman, maybe that woman will accommodate him too, let him, Jiang Qingchi was originally a very machismo.

Mu Yanzhu didn't look any longer, packed his things, and crept out of the room.

The air in the early morning was very clean. There were vendors selling steamed buns and soy milk on the side of the road. Mu Yanzhu bought two steamed buns and ate them, and sat down to drink a bowl of steaming millet porridge.

Everything is beautiful.

He even let out a breath of heat, and a white mist filled his lips, like a fairy tale world.

"Senior Sister!"

This acoustic sister, Demu Yanzhu, really wanted to dig into the ground.

Wearing a black cashmere coat, Xie Zijun sat in front of Mu Yanzhu with a smile, the cold wind blew his three or seven points into the middle.

Mu Yanzhu couldn't eat it anymore: "How did you find me?"

"what?"

Xie Zijun scratched his hair, then grinned.

"Hahaha, not this time, I have the habit of running in the morning every day, and I don't like to eat school breakfast, I always come to this store to eat steamed buns and soy milk."

"..." Mu Yanzhu was dubious.

Xie Zijun saw that she didn't believe it, and sighed helplessly, "It's true, why should I lie to you, don't think of me as a scheming man, OK?"

After speaking, he took off his plush earmuffs and put them on Mu Yanzhu's ears.

"I don't wear this, thank you."

"Wear it, your ears are red, it's cold today."

Xie Zijun put both hands in his pockets.

Mu Yanzhu stared at him, "Why on earth are you chasing me? Obviously because of your looks and talent, there should be a lot of girls in the school for you to choose from."

"Oh, I just like you. When I don't like you, I won't treat you like this." Xie Zijun shrugged and said casually.

Mu Yanzhu nodded, "Then I hope you empathize quickly."

"You are too straight! To be honest, I don't think I caused you much trouble. When you were dating Jiang Qingchi, I rarely disturbed you, didn't I? Now that you two broke up, I started to be right. You attacked."

"……I'm stuffed."

Mu Yanzhu wiped her mouth. She didn't really want to discuss this topic with Xie Zijun at such a time and such a place.

It is difficult to get out of a relationship.

Especially for people like Jiang Qingchi, who has amazed your time and your years, it is even more memorable.

"Then let's go back to school together."

Xie Zijun and Mu Yanzhu walked side by side.

Neither of them could see. There was a slender figure behind them, watching their backs. The joints hanging on their sides were creaked by him, as well as the bulging veins on the back of their hands.

...

After Jiang Qingchi returned to the dormitory, he was very calm.

He finished washing up early, and then lay sideways on the bed. Li Huan asked him to play a game. He frowned and said nothing, "I want to go to bed and get up early tomorrow."

"Why did you get up early? Go to the playground to play basketball again?"

"..."

Jiang Qingchi didn't answer anything.

The long street was windy and people in the house couldn't sleep all night.

...

The next day.

The tenth day of the breakup.

Sunday is the cleanest day for Mu Yanzhu because there are no classes.

As usual, she left the dormitory early in the morning to go to the study room and climbed to the top fifth floor.

Many college students come from the study room to study on Sunday, most of them climb below the fourth floor, and climbing the fifth floor is very tiring.

It's only seven o'clock in the morning, and in the quiet fifth-floor corridor, only Mu Yanzhu is alone.

Mu Yanzhu took the stairs to the south. She usually went to the last classroom in the south. It was purely because of the window and a pine tree, which could block the direct sunlight at noon.

More importantly, that classroom is 520 classroom: the first time she met Jiang Qingchi's classroom.

All fate opens in that classroom.

At the door of 520 classroom, there was a person sitting.

The man was sitting on the ground with one leg bent, his head hanging down, and an arm on his leg, looking a bit decadent.

As he approached, Mu Yanzhu realized that this person was Jiang Qingchi.

"River--"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Qingchi raised his head with a "rub", his eyes were scarlet and his pupils were covered with red bloodshot eyes.

"Why did you come here so late? I have been waiting for you for two hours!"

"You have been waiting since five o'clock?!"

"Yes! Is there any problem?"

Mu Yanzhu shook his head, "No problem, I didn't let you wait."

I didn’t want to fight with him anymore, turned around and wanted to go to another classroom, and pulled her over with a strong force. She fell into Jiang Qingchi’s arms with an unstable center of gravity, and just about to push him away, Mu Yanzhu Suddenly felt a cold neck.

The cold liquid, like an awl, chiseled a hole at the back of her head.

All actions stopped at this moment.

Is she dreaming?

Jiang Qingchi... is he crying?

"Hey."

Poke his shoulder with a hand, trying to look at him, but he was pressed in his arms.