Imposter

The car raced along the highway.

Li Dong came up and drove for more than six hours. When he was approaching Nancheng, Jiang Luo got into the car by himself and drove straight to his and Ji Beiqin's apartment.

The sky has just dawned, and the marble in the faint morning light is hard and cold.

The apartment was still a little messy, Jiang Luo realized that it was left by him looking for his passport and ID card before he left.

The air around me became quiet.

The mess in front of him looked like a sarcastic face, in this place he was most familiar with, there was no trace of ridicule.

Jiang Luo suddenly felt a slow dull pain, his heart was pulled into a ball, and he kneaded hard.

He saw Ji Beiqin as a stable and mature man.

It is the person who saved him.

He is the one who takes good care of him like his father.

He knows his class schedule, which day he plays basketball, which day he watches a movie, and the time of each of his exams.

Ji Beiqin will give him everything he wants on his birthday, accompany him to do the things he likes, and give him a lot of feeling of being loved.

Even at the hotel that day, when Ji Beiqin said he took away his passport and ID card, Jiang Luo only thought that he might want to buy himself a plane ticket or apply for a visa.

Then give him a surprise,

Like taking him out to play.

Jiang Luo never thought that Ji Beiqin took away his ID card because he was going to a city without him and got engaged to a woman.

He had never laughed at himself so much in his life.

The sound of rummaging through boxes.

Jiang Luo no longer thinks about what he saw last night, as if it was an extremely absurd dream, as long as he doesn't want to, he can wave it away from his mind.

He packed his things as fast as he could, just wanting to move away from here.

Messy room.

Everywhere there are traces left by him and Ji Beiqin, Jiang Luo only took the most needed things, one suitcase was full and another was taken.

He received the study room, most of the drawers were Ji Beiqin's documents, Jiang Luo quickly dug out his school materials from the inside, and threw them into the box without even looking at them.

As soon as he raised his hand to close the drawer, two blue B5 folders just fell out of the gap.

Jiang Luo lowered his head and saw the folder with the stickers again.

The movement of his hands stopped for a moment.

His cold eyes swept over it, Jiang Luo hesitated for a moment, and there was a little more warmth in his eyes.

The medical records are written in the notebook.

It was Ji Beiqin's personal information that Luo Qu moved here before.

Like mosquitoes and flies biting by quickly, Jiang Luo obviously didn't open it, but still felt a ripple in his heart.

He remembered that time three years ago.

At the time of the car accident.

He woke up from a coma, and every day a different patient meal was delivered, and the bland purple rice and fish soup were as delicate as a restaurant.

The nurse who took care of him was also extraordinarily attentive, working three shifts a day, even changing a bottle and pulling out a needle was all in a soft voice.

The Yankees with the best waist and lungs were howled from the other side of the Atlantic overnight and guarded him day and night. The treatment plan was the best, the doctor was the best, and all operations and medications were the best.

Jiang Luo later found out that these were all instructions from Ji Beiqin,

His wound healed very slowly, and it took a long time to stand up and walk. The other party happened to be wearing a hospital gown, and he was limping along with him to slowly recover.

At that time, Ji Beiqin didn't seem to have to take care of so many things about the Ji family, and he wasn't the head of SLK. He seemed to have a lot of time to spend with him in the hospital, to help him recover to his original appearance little by little.

Those months passed.

He never forgot.

Jiang Luo felt the words in front of his eyes gradually become heavier.

Outside the door, there was a knock at the living room door.

The sound seemed to be hurried, there was only the sound of opening, not even the sound of closing.

Jiang Luo quickly wiped the corners of his eyes with one hand, wiped away the little bit of hesitation, and continued to pack things quickly until his arms were tightly bound and he couldn't move.

"Lolo."

Ji Beiqin's voice was tinged with exhaustion. The air ticket on the table had just been thrown down for a second, and the creases slowly unfolded.

"Give me back the documents."

Jiang Luo tried his best to make his voice sound calm, his right hand was held by Ji Beiqin, and then he switched to his left hand, until the man next to him pulled him into his arms, and imprisoned him with brute force.

"Don't take it."

Jiang Luo's strength is incomparable to Ji Beiqin's, and his physique is also incomparable. When he is hugged like this, he is always nestled in his arms very docilely.The arms are wrapped around the back and buckled up, like a kitten in an enclosure, it would be good if it can occupy a few more minutes.

But now the person in his arms didn't respond.

Jiang Luo didn't want to lose his composure, and he didn't want to look too embarrassed. He knew that Ji Beiqin couldn't make money, so he simply said, "Let go, we broke up."

After he finished speaking, he obviously felt that the person in front of him was breathing harder.

After being together for three years, there are many incompatibility between the two.

But it was the first time that these two words appeared.

"You answer this call first."

But since Ji Beiqin came back, since he wanted to keep people, he was prepared.

His eyes were dark, and he bypassed this sentence, only taking it as Jiang Luo's angry words, and then dialed a number on his mobile phone, and reached Jiang Luo's ear after getting through.

Jiang Luo didn't look at him, his eyelashes drooped in a evasive arc, thinking that no matter what Ji Beiqin said, he would never forgive him and had to leave.

But the voice on the other end of the phone rang, and he couldn't close his ears.

The calm female voice is a little familiar.

Jiang Luo felt like he had heard of it somewhere.

"I'm Yu Yiyi...that's...that's..."

The other party's voice hesitated, as if he wanted to introduce himself, but he didn't dare.It's just that Jiang Luo already guessed from this surname that she is the object of Ji Beiqin's engagement.

His eyes finally had a glimmer of focus.

Jiang Luo looked at Ji Beiqin with some doubts in his eyes, and two vertical bars were slightly frowned between his brows, his alienated expression made one want to reach out to smooth it out.

"We met before, do you remember?"

Yu Yiyi on the other end of the phone said cautiously: "You helped me in the supermarket at night, that's..."

Jiang Luo obviously didn't expect such a development, he was a little stunned for a while, recalled for a while, then opened his mouth and answered: "The girl who was entangled?"

"Yep!"

When Yu Yiyi heard that he thought of herself, her voice immediately jumped up: "I asked you for WeChat at the time, but you didn't give it to me. I went to the supermarket several times later, but I didn't meet you. I..."

The call was open to the public, and Ji Bei Qinyue felt more and more uncomfortable, and shouted with a tiger face: "Speak the business."

"..."

The voice on the other end of the phone faded away, and soon rang again. Yu Yiyi briefly explained the situation of the two families in a few words. It is necessary to use SLK to go ashore, so the two will not get married, it is just a form of fooling the elders.

"I didn't expect to see you again!"

I don't know why, but Yu Yiyi always felt that Jiang Luo was very kind that day, as if she really had an extra brother, who was so good-looking, and kept thinking in her heart: "Can you add a little..."

beep.

"..."

The call was cut off by Ji Beiqin in an instant.

Yu Yiyi did agree to explain and agreed quickly, but Ji Beiqin didn't expect this to happen, and the old hen quickly put away the phone like a housekeeper.

"That's it. I'm not with anyone else."

Ji Beiqin felt that this explanation was sufficient, and Jiang Luo had no reason not to believe it: "I didn't tell you in advance that it was my fault, but now that I have made it clear, don't get angry, okay?"

Jiang Luo stood where he was, without speaking.

I don't know why, even after hearing such an explanation, he still feels cold all over his body, like a very soft and thin branch, swaying in all directions.

Ji Beiqin will sway wherever the wind blows.

Previously, Ji Beiqin said that he was working in the hotel, so he believed it. Now Ji Beiqin said that the engagement is expedient, and he has to go over it again.

"Then if in the future, you tell me that marriage is also a formality?"

Jiang Luo's voice was very low, and he looked straight at him.

"impossible."

Ji Beiqin frowned, as if he was a little surprised by Jiang Luo's reaction: "Don't think about it."

Holding Jiang Luo's palm with one hand, Ji Beiqin raised his slightly whitish knuckles, put them on his lips and kissed: "Luo Luo, I only have you."

He likes Jiang Luo.

Even if it first started with interest, it's hard to get away now.

Wen Shuo once said that he is an unscrupulous person, and Ji Beiqin has nothing to deny. He wants both the Ji family and Jiang Luo, so he holds them all in his hands.

Jiang Luo still stood still, but the reaction was not as intense as at the beginning, and he didn't collect things anymore.

He stood for a while, raised the corners of his eyes, and looked at Ji Beiqin with a little water in his eyes: "I haven't seen my father."

"When you saved me and took care of me in the hospital, I really fell in love with you."

"I think it is enough for me to have you and my mother. I have what others have, and I am happier than them. Even if others say that I am a boy you raised, it doesn't matter."

"I really want to be with you."

Ji Beiqin's inexplicable eyelids twitched.

Jiang Luo bowed his head: "For more than a year, we actually spent very little time together. Sometimes I often wonder whether you still love me or not."

"But I also feel that I am naive. You saved my life even at the time. I still doubted such a thing."

Ji Beiqin rescued him.

This is what Qi Ziyun told Jiang Luo,

The car accident at that time was a series of rear-end collisions, and in the middle of the night, the reaction on the highway was very slow. The first 120 car that arrived was not big and could only take four wounded.

At that time, Ji Beiqin gave up the opportunity to get in the car first to Jiang Luo who was behind, and his leg was crushed for an extra hour.

Jiang Luo always kept it in his heart.

This person loves him very much, not just talking about it casually.

Even though it has been so long, even though Jiang Luo is disheartened now, but mentioning these things, his heart is still soft.

Ji Beiqin subconsciously opened his mouth to say something, and because of the gleam of love in Jiang Luo's eyes, he chose to shut up and swallowed the words first.

Jiang Luo closed the suitcase and grabbed the handle.

He couldn't accept being with Ji Beiqin like this, but when he caught sight of the medical record out of the corner of his eye, he took a step back:

"Old Ji, give me some time to think about it."