Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

When Zhou Meilin found that Rong Lei was running away, it was already a day later.

Pei Minghe woke up and could talk, but it was very difficult.

He looked at Pei Qiqi, only crying and crying Qiqi...

Pei Qiqi already knew about Zhou Meilin and Rong Lei from Tang Yu, and she couldn't bear it, even more guilty.

She thought that forbearance was fulfilling father.

However, she harmed him.

Pei Ming and half of his body can't move, nor can he speak, but he is clear in his heart.

Qiqi, she knew it all.

"Forgive..." Pei Minghe grabbed her hand suddenly and looked at her eagerly. His voice was intermittent, exhausting all his strength, "Forgive...your aunt."

Pei Qiqi's body was frozen, and the whole body was flowing like cold water.

"Dad, is it worth it?" In her heart, she wished she could cut Zhou Meilin a thousand times.

With tears in her eyes, she held Pei Minghe's hand.

These hands, no longer like before, can easily hold her up, and can no longer lift her up to the top of the head.

These hands are now hanging weakly.

Pei Qiqi couldn't control herself, but she didn't dare to cry in front of him.

The tears were wiped away, and they came out again...

When Pei Minghe looked at her, those old eyes seemed to be wet.

Qiqi, don't cry, dad will feel uncomfortable...

He closed his eyes, a rolling/hot tear slid over the corner of his eye, and he said unconsciously: "After all... it's me, it's me first... I'm sorry for her."

Pei Qiqi sat upright, she felt her tears run dry, looked at Pei Minghe's face, stared blankly for a long time, and then whispered, "Dad, I know."

If she is Pei Minghe's sin, then Tang Yu is her sin.

She was destined to owe him, and owed him her life.

When she closes her eyes, she remembers what he said--

Pei Qiqi, if we have children, we will get married.

Pei Qiqi, will you deliberately get pregnant to marry me?

The truth, almost surfaced, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Every thought is her sin.

Pei Minghe fell asleep, Pei Qiqi carefully cleaned his face with warm water, and watched silently for a long time.

She stood up, thinking of breathing outside, but when she turned around, she saw Lin Jinrong at the door.

He just looked at her firmly...

In the past few days, he will appear every day, he will appear during the day, and Tang Yu will come over at night.

When Tang Yu comes over, he will leave.

We meet every day, but Pei Qiqi seems to have not seen him in a century...

The campus, green feelings, ignorant sentiments, in the face of these heavy reality, pale and vulnerable.

She closed the door slowly, walked to him and stood still.

Lin Jinrong put one hand in his pocket and quietly leaned on the wall opposite the ward. He looked a little different from before, and his whole body was covered with gloomy color.

Pei Qiqi raised his head slightly, "From now on, you don't want to come."

"I and Pei Huan are getting married, shouldn't I come to see him?" Lin Jinrong's voice was faint, but it was depressed.

Pei Qiqi did not speak any more, her lips moved, just looking at him.

So is Lin Jinrong.

For a long time, he grabbed her arm suddenly, "This makes you uncomfortable, doesn't it?"

In addition to depression, there was a touch of mockery in his tone: "You are afraid that Tang Yu will think more about it, don't you?"

Pei Qiqi made a strong effort, but couldn't break away. His big palms fixed her like pliers.