After conquering the male supporting role, the male protagonist became jealous

It wasn't until three months later when He Qishen came home from overtime work that he discovered something unusual.

When He Qishen pushed open the door, the bedroom light was off. Through the street light outside the floor-to-ceiling window, he could vaguely see a bulge on the bed.

He walked to the bed, pulled back the quilt and lay down, then as usual, he held the person in his arms.

Suddenly, he felt the person in his arms tremble.

"Honey, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"I took a nap a little too long and couldn't fall asleep." Zhou Lingshu curled the corners of his mouth and tried to pull his hand away from He Qishen's arms.

He Qishen noticed her little movements and turned over to press her under him.

"Wife."

The man's voice was hoarse and deep.

Zhou Lingshu's heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

When the overwhelming kiss came towards him, Zhou Lingshu had no way to avoid it and was forced to accept it.

After a long time, when He Qishen was about to unbutton her pajamas, she held He Qishen's hand.

"Brother Qi Shen, it's cold."

He Qishen frowned.

The house is well heated, so it's impossible to feel cold.

He reached out and flipped the switch of the bedside lamp.

Suddenly, Zhou Lingshu's slightly pale face caught his eye.

He turned over and unbuttoned Zhou Lingshu's pajamas despite her resistance.

Several shocking bloodstains crisscrossed across the snow-white, slender arms, and He Qishen was so shocked that he was speechless.

The first thing he did was to take out his cell phone and call his family doctor.

After putting down his phone, He Qishen turned his gaze back to Zhou Lingshu.

Zhou Lingshu lowered his head and put his pajamas back on.

He Qishen was filled with anger at her hurting her body like this, but seeing her look like she was about to break, he unconsciously softened his words, "Ah Shu, is there anything you want to tell me?"

He reached out to help Zhou Lingshu button up her pajamas, then brought her into his arms.

Zhou Lingshu grabbed He Qishen's shirt hem and buried his face in his chest, "I'm sorry."

She didn't want to make him worry, but she couldn't control herself.

-

"Mrs. He must have suffered from postpartum depression after her miscarriage. Coupled with the blows she suffered later, her depression became increasingly severe, which led to her committing self-harm. It's best to take her to see a psychologist as soon as possible."

The doctor's words kept echoing in his mind. In the darkness, He Qishen's eyes turned slightly red.

He carefully held the person in his arms, "Ah Shu, please don't do anything that will hurt yourself, okay?"

Hot tears fell on his neck and Zhou Lingshu's body stiffened.

She really wanted to agree to him, but was afraid that she couldn't do it.

Tears flowed from the crook of his neck, soaking the collar of his pajamas, and Zhou Lingshu finally nodded.

"Brother Qi Shen, please help me find a doctor."

The woman's low, hoarse voice rang out in the bedroom, carrying with it a deep sense of powerlessness.

Since that day, Zhou Lingshu went to see a psychologist accompanied by He Qishen.

The psychiatrist is a very gentle and friendly female doctor.

Zhou Lingshu received treatment from her for more than half a year, and only after his condition gradually improved did He Qishen return to work in the group.

Just when He Qishen thought everything was getting better.

What greeted him was Zhou Lingshu's wrist-cutting.

When he was sent to the hospital, Zhou Lingshu had completely stopped breathing.

Even the body was already cold.

Later, the psychiatrist told He Qishen that Zhou Lingshu's condition might not have improved.

She's just pretending.

Pretend you're well again.

She forced herself to live as before, but she could no longer bear the torment in her heart.

In the end, he chose to end his life in that way.

-

"He Qishen, can you let me go?"

Zhou Lingshu turned her head and glared fiercely at the man who had been holding her hand tightly.

From waking up in the morning to the airport, and even getting on the plane...

Like taffy.

Can't even shake it off.

He Qishen smiled, "Ah Shu, the plane is about to take off, don't move."

Zhou Lingshu was very dissatisfied with He Qishen for ignoring her requests.

She could almost imagine how miserable her life would be in the next few days.

"Ah Shu, turn your head around."

Zhou Lingshu pretended not to hear what was said.

The next moment, the man's warm big palm had passed through her ear and turned her face away.

Zhou Lingshu: “…”

Since it will be forced in the end, why does He Qishen have to ask this question?

"Is he ill?"

Just as Zhou Lingshu finished saying this to Sanqi in his mind, a blindfold was put on his eyes.

"Aren't you tired? Take a nap."

Zhou Lingshu rolled his eyes under the eye patch.

Who is she tired because of? How dare she say such a thing.

Even on the car coming to the airport, he was unwilling to let her go.

"How can I sleep with you holding my hand like this?" Zhou Lingshu shook his hand.

If they weren't on the plane now, she suspected that He Qi Shen would pounce on her.

When the plane flew off the ground, He Qishen let go of the hand he was holding.

He pulled the blindfold down.

Covering those light brown eyes with upturned corners.

-

The scorching sun.

The girl walked into the hospital in a smoky blue dress.

There was a pink gift box on her slender fingers.

"Zhou Yunzi."

As soon as I walked into the inpatient department, a gloomy male voice came towards me.

Zhou Yunzi frowned.

Why is He Ming so haunting?

She would run into him every time she came to see Yu Ze.

Zhou Lingshu ignored He Ming's idea.

He Ming had been using her from the very beginning, just wanting to use her to deal with He Qishen.

But he was really wrong. The only person He Qishen cared about from beginning to end was Zhou Lingshu.

And she will no longer be the same as in her previous life.

Be a complete fool.

As the two passed each other, Zhou Lingshu's hand was grabbed by someone.

"We haven't even broken up yet, but you're already eager to find a random man?"

He Ming's eyes were sinister as he stared at the expressionless and pretty face.

What annoyed him most was her condescending attitude, as if everyone else was just an ant in her eyes.

Zhou Yunzi burst out laughing, and looked at He Ming with amusement: "He Ming, I've told you so many times that we've broken up, but you still think we haven't broken up?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"I suggest you go to a psychiatric department for a thorough checkup. After all, your mother is not normal, and I don't think she can be normal after giving birth to an illegitimate child like you."

Zhou Yunzi lived with He Ming for so many years in her previous life, so she naturally knew that what he cared about most was her status as an illegitimate child.

In the past, even if I thought it was wrong for Fang Chunmei to be a mistress.

But there are countless such things in their circle, and she really liked He Ming at that time, so she naturally stood on He Ming's side.

But Fang Chunmei is just an old white lotus.

In her previous life, after she married He Ming, Fang Chunmei would always come to her house whenever she had nothing to do.

Either he was trying to induce labor or he was trying to sow discord between her and He Ming.

Moreover, Fang Chunmei has an almost pathological possessiveness towards He Ming.

He would even eavesdrop on her sex life with He Ming.

Or interrupt them by knocking on the door frequently.

A complete psychopath.

"Zhou Yunzi!"

He Ming growled, grabbed Zhou Yunzi's wrist and pulled her into his arms.