overdue lover

Ji Qinglin remembered that Gu Yinmo once said that it is something to be proud of someone liking.

But that sentence is limited.

A confident and cheerful person will feel that being liked is something to be proud of. Ji Qinglin will only first reflect on what is worthy of liking.

Just like now, the first thought in his mind is that Gu Yinmo is trying to make himself happy.

He can't believe and can't believe the phrase "I only like you".

Gu Yinmo didn't get the answer he wanted, he licked his lips that were gradually pale due to excessive blood loss, and continued: "Gu Wangshan also investigated your family, he already knew about your father's cheating. "

Thinking of the coming New Year, Ji Qinglin's heart was devastated.

Seeing that he was silent, Gu Yinmo directly revealed the crueler truth: "...your father has a child with that woman, do you know?"

The snow outside the car window seemed to be pressed down head-on, and it was so heavy that it was impossible to breathe smoothly.

In such a narrow, closed and cold distorted space, Ji Qinglin couldn't vent the sadness in his heart, it was all accumulated in his chest, and he heard himself sigh deeply.

"I don't know..." Ji Qinglin's voice became lower and lower, "I don't know anything."

In his perception, although Ji Fengyou is not a qualified husband, he is at least a respectable father.

As a Chinese teacher in a well-known high school, he is conscientious in his work and treats students with kindness and kindness. He creates a good learning atmosphere for Ji Qinglin at home, and the occasional father-son talk also strengthens the communication between the two - for a long time, Ji Qinglin prefers Talk about your life with your dad.

Ji Qinglin will always remember how he was bullied on campus when he was in junior high school, and his gentle father went to the bully's parents to argue.

Ji Qinglin was shoved and fell to the ground, his wide-open eyes were filled with the back view of a powerful father that he had never seen before.

In the blink of an eye, the image of his father in his mind collapsed, leaving a mess on the ground.

"That woman, she..." Ji Qinglin paused, not knowing how to ask such a question.

In his opinion, this is a despicable behavior, but the woman and father are so at ease.

Gu Yinmo glanced up. From his angle, he could well appreciate Ji Qinglin's painful expression.

He took the opportunity to answer, "Ji Fengyou was an educated youth who went to the countryside. In the first year of going to the countryside, he married that woman and had a child."

The seriousness of the matter has exceeded Ji Qinglin's imagination. His eyelashes trembled, his face was a little numb, and he heard Gu Yinmo's voice again, "If you don't talk about ethics and morality, but only talk about feelings, the one who is not loved is the first one." Three."

This sentence is extremely mean and selfish, but also true.

Many people who cheated after marriage say this, in order to enjoy the stimulation and unfettered freedom of knowingly committing a crime.

People who have been cheated on will also persuade themselves to open up in this way, the days are still long, and they can muddle along.

Ji Qinglin wanted to refute Gu Yinmo's marriage, what is marriage in front of feelings, is it so worthless?

He endured it, and finally did not speak, but felt sad for the mother who worked so hard to run the family in his heart.

On Christmas day, my mother said that there was a parade of lanterns in the city next door. My father refused on the grounds that the tickets were too expensive and the lanterns were too crowded.

Now that I think about it, my father is not willing to part with it, he clearly thinks it is not worth it.

It's not worth paying for someone you don't like.

After thinking about this, Ji Qinglin smiled miserably, feeling that this is the same thing about feelings, whether you like it or not, love it or not, after a long time of contact, it will all turn into complaints.

"I can't manage their affairs," Ji Qinglin said calmly, his words were full of helplessness, "I can't even handle my own emotional problems well, and I don't have the energy to manage other people's marriages."

"More than this, I want to know the truth of that night."

The air in the car became thinner and thinner, and Ji Qinglin's lungs were swollen and painful. He could even feel ice slag moving through his respiratory tract and lungs between breaths.

Gu Yinmo didn't realize Ji Qinglin's abnormality, thought for a while, and told Pei Yang's plan.

"Eric is Pei Yang's man," Gu Yinmo recalled the monitored call records, and smiled slightly mockingly, "Pei Yang regards you as his worst enemy, and asked Eric to drink you, Take you upstairs to the VIP room for people to have fun."

"On the other hand, he also drugged my wine."

Pei Yang drugged Gu Yinmo, and the whole thing sounded incredible.

"You are a couple, how could he..." Ji Qinglin asked in confusion.

Gu Yinmo laughed, as if laughing at Ji Qinglin's innocence, "Fake, we each take what we need, if it wasn't for his rash action this time, I might keep him for a while, but I didn't expect him to touch you mind."

Ji Qinglin couldn't understand the relationship between Gu Yinmo and Pei Yang more and more, "But you clearly said that I was his substitute..."

"He was outside the door at that time." Gu Yinmo's words sounded a lot of difficulties, "After working together for so many years, it is impossible for me to directly terminate all relations with him. It is not good for anyone to provoke him."

"Sorry, I can only wrong you."

Ji Qinglin stared blankly at the roof of the car in front of him, wondering if he should accept this apology.

Or maybe, this is also Gu Yinmo's lie?

Because Gu Yinmo's bruised feelings and rationality in his heart clamored for him to calm down, Ji Qinglin chose to deal with it coldly and changed the subject, "Should we try to save ourselves? There may be rescue tools in the car."

While reconfirming his injury, Gu Yinmo said, "There is a signal transmitter in your ski suit. I put it in your pocket on purpose for fear that you would get lost. I didn't expect it to be useful." With deep helplessness.

Ji Qinglin was also a little speechless, "Then we can only wait now?"

Something lit up on Gu Yinmo's side, and Ji Qinglin could barely see his face clearly.

Gu Yinmo held the phone in his hand.

"There is no signal." Gu Yinmo patted his phone and tried to dial a rescue call, but all ended in failure. "The signal in the mountains is not good. Our situation is not optimistic."

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Ji Qinglin asked Gu Yinmo where the signal transmitter was.

Gu Yinmo took a deep look at him and didn't speak.

The car was inserted straight into the snow in an upright position, with the rear up. The space beside Ji Qinglin was much wider than that of Gu Yinmo. Except for his immobile right hand, Ji Qinglin could touch everything at hand.

After being quiet for nearly 10 minutes, Ji Qinglin suddenly felt a little hot on his body. He called Gu Yinmo again, but there was no response.

He thought that he didn't get a definite answer when he asked about Gu Yinmo's injury, and his heart sank.

Ji Qinglin turned his ear to Gu Yinmo's direction and listened quietly. He heard the faint sound of breathing, and saw the occasional white air wafting from the gap. He moved his Adam's apple, and the sweat from his fright soaked the innermost thermal clothing , Ji Qinglin felt chilly on his back.

He felt that he couldn't wait like this any longer and had to try to save himself, so he moved his right hand again, making sure that only the thumb and the tiger's mouth were stuck, he tried to use his left hand to support the heavy object that squeezed his fingers, and slowly pulled his right hand outward .

It started smoothly, and the blood sticking to the tiger's mouth and the weight felt like being torn apart, but gradually he began to feel powerless, and bursts of blackness appeared in front of his eyes.

This is a manifestation of excessive blood loss, and Ji Qinglin guessed that there must be other places bleeding out.

But he couldn't care less, he gritted his teeth and lifted it upwards forcefully, the right palm that was frozen on the frame of the car window was torn out, Ji Qinglin looked at his right hand that was about to lose consciousness in shock, pressed it, and found that the bloodless The unexpected smoothness of half the palm.

Ji Qinglin didn't realize that the skin of his palm was left on the window frame until the muscle tissue on half of his palm began to ooze red blood.

The extreme cold made him feel no pain, and he even pulled back the collar of his ski suit to try to breathe easier.

He didn't care about his own hand, and moved sideways carefully towards Gu Yinmo.

The distance of less than two meters seemed like a natural moat to Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin once again chose to face it alone.

From time to time, cold wind and snowflakes flew in from the broken car body, and Ji Qinglin's breathing became more and more difficult. The most frightening thing was that he suddenly found that he seemed to be unable to hear Gu Yinmo's voice.

The darkness around him grew thicker, and it was as quiet as if he was the only one left in the world.

Ji Qinglin pressed his heart, and asked in a trembling voice: "...Gu Yinmo?"

I don't know how many seconds passed, but no one answered.

Ji Qinglin glanced down. Gu Yinmo was close at hand, but he really didn't have the strength to move, so he could only maintain a downward posture and look at Gu Yinmo through the gap.

Klein's blue winter clothing was particularly conspicuous under the mild light, and the person under the clothing was motionless, as if he had long since stopped breathing.

"Gu Yinmo, wake up..." Ji Qinglin closed his eyes, leaned back on the seat, and waved his hand in Gu Yinmo's direction.

Suddenly, the people below moved a little, Ji Qinglin heard the sound of clothes rubbing and hurriedly looked down, his hand was getting closer and closer to the winter clothes.

There is no room for another person below, Gu Yinmo doesn't speak, Ji Qinglin can only get in touch with him in this way.

Just at the moment when Ji Qinglin was soaring with hope and fell into despair, something lightly touched his index finger.

Long-term lack of water and cold made Ji Qinglin's eye sockets dry and painful. He tilted his head and looked down. Gu Yinmo stretched his arms hard and tried to touch his fingers again and again.

"Gu... Yin Mo..." Ji Qinglin's breathing became more and more intense, and his lungs were almost crushed and burst by something.

At the moment when he thought he was going to die, he suddenly couldn't recall the last words Gu Yinmo said to himself.

He vaguely remembered that the two discussed the situation in the car, and Gu Yinmo also said that there was a signal transmitter.

Ji Qinglin didn't have the strength to flip through his clothes to look for it. He tilted his head and looked at Gu Yinmo's side face that was scratched by something. He just wanted to imprint Gu Yinmo in his mind at the last moment. He wanted to tell Gu Yinmo that he had been waiting for him.

I also want to ask him why he came here now.

Why are you willing to wait alone for so long, so long that you think you will never meet again in this life.

At the same time as his chest rose and fell, half of Ji Qinglin's body slid down a few centimeters.

This time, their fingers could easily hold together.

But soon Gu Yinmo let go of his hand, and Ji Qinglin's words of calling him were stuck in his throat, so he could only frown and look at him quietly.

In the next second, a piece of softness was stuffed between Ji Qinglin's fingers.

It's the Klein blue winter suit.

Then he heard Gu Yinmo's weak voice, as if he was enduring great pain, "Qinglin, we can't all... die here."

"You... live well."

【Speak】

Seeing the two sons being abused is very heavy, Lao Gu is real this time

Good night in advance! ! !