The Genius Sweetheart of the Abstinent Goblin Boss

"What?!" Qin Wenzhou's eyes were obviously panicked: "Is it serious?"

Yin Li thought about it and realized that he had reached the point where he was hated by others:

"It shouldn't be light."

Qin Wenzhou clenched his fists immediately: "Find me the best cardiologist in the world and come to Jinghua City for consultation immediately!"

"Yes! Mr. Qin!" Yin Li responded actively.

That poor child! She has had a hard life since she was little! How could you let her get sick again?!

A gleam of light gradually appeared in Qin Wenzhou's heroic eyes.

*

When Ji Ran arrived at the door of his house, he realized that he had forgotten his bag, which meant he hadn't brought his keys either.

It’s so annoying. It’s already very annoying.

She had no choice but to walk towards the back wall. She couldn't see anything behind the wall late at night. She pulled out the folding ladder from the corner in the dark, skillfully placed it in the old position and climbed up.

He rolled over and jumped into the yard.

Then she went out of the yard gate as usual, went around again, put the ladder back in its place, pushed the cart back to the yard, parked the cart and walked towards her house.

The moment she stepped into the house, she couldn't help but look back at the house opposite which was still in darkness.

When he thought about how much he hated him, Ji Ran's eyes sank a little disappointedly, he turned back and went into his house and closed the door.

I turned on the light, slumped on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in boredom.

I am bored.

So why on earth did she come back?

There is something wrong...

There was a "pop" sound!

The phone slipped out of his pocket and fell to the ground.

She was too lazy to care at first, but then she thought about the little 'old woman' who had just asked her to send a short video.

It seems like I've stood her up several times, so I might as well send it to her.

She turned over lazily and reached out to pick up her phone.

As a result, I saw that the palms of my hands were extremely dirty.

Thinking about it, it rained yesterday, and the wall is usually covered with dust, so once it gets wet, black marks will be left. It must have been rubbed dirty when I climbed over the wall just now.

Ji Ran sighed helplessly, sat up with a somersault, walked towards the bathroom and washed his hands.

Wet your hands with water, squeezed out the hand sanitizer, and started rubbing your hands.

But as she rubbed, she gradually stopped and stared at her open palms, with the doubt in her eyes lingering for a long time.

Suddenly remembered...

On the day Qi Mu carried her back, she was squatting on the ground and using her palms to rub the mud and sand on the ground to draw monsters. Then she fell asleep on his back and slept until dawn.

But when she woke up the next day, her hands were...clean...

Did he wipe it?

He carried her back and wiped her hands?

As I thought about it, my heart twitched quietly and violently again.

In that case…does he really hate her?

His attitude was like he was disgusted.

But why...did he do all this for her silently?

She couldn't help wanting to know the answer, so she immediately turned around, pushed open the door, and walked quickly towards the opposite side.

"dong dong dong"

Ji Ran reached out and knocked on the door.

"What are you doing?" The familiar voice sounded from behind again.

Ji Ran suddenly turned her head and looked at the figure she hadn't seen for a long time but had been thinking about day and night, a face that was as cold as a glacier but could ignite her heart.

Her mind suddenly went blank again. She stared at him blankly, not wanting to say anything.

Qi Mu walked slowly towards her and said in a cold voice:

"Is something wrong?"

Hearing this, Ji Ran calmed himself down and nodded at him.

"explain."

He stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

"You..." Ji Ran nervously put his hands behind his back and picked at his fingers covered with soap bubbles behind his back: "Do you hate me?"

Qi Mu was stunned.

Should he answer hate?

But he couldn't say it.

How could he bear to tell her such damnable words as he hated her?

"Do you hate me?" Ji Ran slowly walked towards him, went down a step, and asked again.

He still didn't reply, but just stared into her eyes quietly, without any emotion between his brows.

"Is it annoying?" Ji Ran asked again unwillingly, and she took another step down.

His handsome face was still cold and expressionless, but his nails had already dug deeply into his palms.

"...You're disgusting, right..." Ji Ran went down another step, so that he was at the same height as him, facing him.

But this time, she didn't ask him again.

The expectation in his tone also quietly died out.

"I understand..." Her voice suddenly became as weak and soft as a deflated balloon.

She went down the last two steps, walked around him and went back toward her own house.

Qi Mu closed his eyes tightly, his clenched fists were shaking wildly.

What does he hate?

He hates her??

Will he hate her?

He loves her so much he's going fucking crazy!

But...what can be done?

He was not qualified to love her.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were already glowing with bright red light, and walked up the stairs with difficulty.

When Ji Ran stepped into the house, he couldn't help but look back again, but he only saw his back as he pushed the door open indifferently.

She faced reality, turned her head back, and closed the door weakly.

After draining away all his courage, he slumped against the door.

Suddenly she felt an itchy sensation on her face. She instinctively raised the back of her hand and rubbed it, but felt some hot and wet liquid.

Ji Ran ran into the bathroom in surprise and looked into the mirror, only to find that crystal clear liquid was constantly coming out of her slightly red eye sockets and covering her cheeks.

"Fuck...why are your eyes leaking?"

What disease is this?

Could it be...is she crying?

What a fresh and strange story.

But think about it, doesn’t Chi Tao usually have to scream and shout when she cries?

But she didn't want to yell...

And why is the water leaking more and more?

Ji Ran, with tears streaming down his face, calmly rinsed the bubbles off his hands, then went to the kitchen to find a plastic bag and hung it on his ears, trying to catch all his tears.

Save water and flush the toilet.

……

late at night.

Ji Ran has been sleeping very deeply recently because he was too tired from overload of work.

The familiar black figure suddenly appeared in the corner of the room.

Even though he had made up his mind to fade out of her world, he couldn't help but stay close to her and take care of her when she couldn't sense him.

Qi Mu saw how hard she worked these days, but he could only watch from afar, suppressing his heartache and worry, not daring to get close.

Thinking of this, his distressed gaze quietly fell on the quiet and petite figure on the bed.

He approached slowly and squatted silently beside the bed.

When he raised his eyes, he was surprised to see the tear marks on the girl's face that had not completely faded away.

The blood-red pupils, which had not yet completely faded, suddenly shrank and trembled wildly again.

she cried?

He had never seen her cry since she regained consciousness...

Is it because of him?

Because he was deliberately distant, she was so sad that...she cried?

How could this be……

How can I cry because of him?

How could he make her cry?

How could he make her cry???

The intense pulling sensation in his chest was accompanied by a huge sense of guilt and self-blame, and in an instant the pain was so intense that his entire soul almost broke apart.

He stretched out his trembling hand and couldn't help wanting to hold her hand.

But when only a few millimeters were left, it suddenly stopped.

The heat waves from her warm body temperature hit his cold palms, awakening his remaining sanity.

He is a dead man.

His body was cold.

He couldn't even give her warmth.

He would only bring her icy cold harm...

Painfully suppressing the desire to touch her, the cold big hand froze in the air for a long time, and finally fell back to his side with difficulty.

Qi Mu stood up, his eyes filled with moist blood, and stared at her uneasy sleeping face reluctantly.

Ranran...what should I do?