Imposter

Chapter 18

Jiang Luo leaned back on the chair without making a sound.

He knew that in the eyes of men, his reaction over the past two months was like a lover losing his temper. Because his heart was not happy, he was not happy.

Jiang Luo sometimes asks himself, does he really not love her?

of course not.

But when a glass of water is boiled, the bubbles always float up little by little.

Maybe it was just that the other party was getting more and more busy at the beginning, and a few small ones floated up here and there, but now when it comes to the critical moment, a few big ones floated up, such as engagement or something else.

Jiang Luo just felt that he couldn't hold Ji Beiqin's glass of water more and more now, the boiling water seemed to be overflowing, and he was afraid that he would be drowned in the end.

"If you want to say that you don't love anymore, Luoluo, I'll give you anything." Ji Beiqin leaned on the bed, opened his eyes and pouted his lips: "Who will you be with in the future, I will give you a villa to celebrate. If you like girls, I will recognize your son as the grandson of Ji's family."

Jiang Luo raised his head, his eyes full of ridicule.

Ji Beiqin endured the thought of cannibalism in his heart, finished these absurd and impossible words, and said darkly: "But you are not, you can't let go."

Coughing again in a hoarse voice, Ji Beiqin's generous palms stretched out from under the quilt, pinched the pair of slightly cold white ones, and pulled them into his quilt to cover them.

"I explained to you about the engagement. I was wrong."

"There are too many things in the company in the past two years, and you have been ignored a lot of times. I am changing it. I wish I could go home and find you without going anywhere."

"Even if the sentence is suspended, Luo Luo, you can't deny me a chance."

The ward was darkened.

Everything Jiang Luo could see was familiar.

Ji Beiqin looked at him with very familiar eyes, with strong desire and possessive affection.

This hospital bed is also very familiar. He has been lying on it for several months, and put down the raised table and the rocker on the side of the bed.

Jiang Luo has no doubt that Ji Beiqin came to this hospital and this ward on purpose, just to lean here with a hard face and say these words to him.

He is unscrupulous.

He knew that Jiang Luo would think of the good old days.

The hand under the quilt was very warm. Sensing the slightest softness on it, Ji Beiqin lowered his face and glanced at the gap in the door, his eyes became dry and cold.

"I don't have anyone close, you know."

Of course the Ji family can't be counted.

To be honest, it is a community that has been swallowed up by interests, whether it is the father who is unwilling to get a marriage certificate with his mother, or the old lady of the Ji family who is focused on interests.

Since his mother passed away, he has never felt at home.

It wasn't until the past six months that I found something from Jiang Luo, and it was almost ignored by him and lost.

"I didn't expect this when I was with you at the beginning."

But Ji Beiqin didn't expect that Jiang Luo, who spoiled and raised Jin Guida's young master, was willing to cook for him every day, without a nanny, and guarding a place that only belonged to two people, waiting for him every day.

"I realized later, it was a bit late. But you gave me such a good taste, and I couldn't bear to let go, Jiang Luo."

Ji Beiqin squeezed the person's hand much tighter.

In fact, he was extremely reluctant to mention these things.

If Wen Shuo or Ji Huaitian were sitting here, they might feel that this person has lost his mind.

But in order to save Jiang Luo, he had no choice.

I can only tear away the most embarrassing part of myself, and use it in exchange for a little pity for the young man.

As long as Jiang Luo is willing to come back.

He can coax slowly.

Jiang Luo had never seen Ji Beiqin show weakness to him like this, or to anyone else.

This man is like an armored car coming towards the road. He wants to slip through the gap in the road, but finds that the other party has opened the car door, put up the roof, and even lowered the baffle at the bottom of the car, blocking the road tightly. Reality.

Even the place where they met on a narrow road was Jiang Luo's weakness.

He was determined to coax people back.

No saving grace.

There was a sigh in the ward.

The reddish eyes in Jiang Luo's eyes were hidden under the half-dimmed light. He knew that his heart had softened, and he couldn't stand Ji Beiqin's words and his hot forehead.

After all, it was the man he had loved for three years.

"Go to sleep, we'll talk about it when we get out of the hospital."

Finally got a reprieve.

Jiang Luo's life in the past few days has finally changed from two points and one line to three points and one line.

He couldn't beat Ji Beiqin. According to Luo Qu's words, the other party moved all the company's affairs to the hospital, but every day he woke up in the morning and dealt with business affairs, and frowned when he called for dinner.

"Wait for Luo Luo to come."

No matter who asks, it is the same sentence. The vice president is not easy to use, and he can read from noon to night.

On the first day, Jiang Luo was upset.

In the night, Ji Beiqin really starved himself to hypoglycemia, plus the mixed wine in his stomach on an empty stomach the day before, directly made him inflamed.

For the next two days, Jiang Luo didn't dare to leave him alone. He cooked meals at home in the morning, and sent them over during lunch break. Usually, he would be pestered by Ji Beiqin for a nap, and then went to eat with others after the research group finished in the afternoon. Luxurious, similar to the "patient dinner" of the candlelight dinner in the ward.

After a lot of running back and forth, the entire research team probably knew that there was a clingy patient in Jiang Luo's family, and they had to eat by face.

"What disease is so difficult to take care of?"

Seeing that Jiang Luo was about to go out again with the insulation box in his arms, the primary school sister interjected curiously.

"It's nothing, just sick from overwork, stomach upset, headache and fever."

Jiang Luo frowned. In fact, he couldn't count Ji Beiqin's illness. These days, the doctor just said to him a lot: "There is still some inflammation, it is said to be allergies, and the appetite is not very good."

The primary school sister sat in the research room for a long time and felt deeply: "People are like this now. The more these diseases are not really a problem, the more incurable and annoying they are."

Wei Ziming walked over from behind, as if he happened to hear: "Isn't your grandma an old doctor of Chinese medicine? It may be more useful than wasting in the hospital if you have a good look at this aspect."

The primary school sister was taken aback, but she didn't expect it.

"That's right, Xiao Jiang. My grandma is a Chinese medicine doctor, and she's also the vice president of the Chinese Medicine Association. If your family really has these problems, why don't you let her see it."

Jiang Luo paused, with a troubled expression on his face.

It's not impossible, it's not a problem for Ji Beiqin to stay in bed all the time, no matter how strong his body is, he won't be able to withstand the sudden onslaught of illness, he really should see Chinese medicine.

It's just that he wasn't sure if Ji Beiqin was willing or not.

Seeing his unsteady expression, Wei Ziming said: "If you are afraid of wasting time or being wrong, take the case to Xiao Chen first, and take a few photos on the side of the tongue coating. If you are right, then take someone there."

"Yes, yes."

The elementary school sister smiled: "Just take a picture. I just went back to my grandma's house for dinner at night, and let her show it."

Jiang Luo nodded, obediently: "That's troublesome, please treat senior sister to dinner another day."

"Wow!!"

The primary school sister screamed, and ran to tell everyone that she was going to have a feast with the school grass. There was a burst of laughter in the research room. Jiang Luo was a little embarrassed, and hurried out to the hospital.

This is already the fourth day of Ji Beiqin's hospitalization. The male chief doctor held the clip, looked around, asked again, and finally asked Bo Yihe:

"The fever and gastritis are basically gone, but you still can't be careless. Some complications may not be noticed at the time, and they will come out later. You will stay in the hospital for observation in the next two days. Family members should pay attention and keep an eye on them."

There was no one else in the ward, only Jiang Luo, he glanced at Ji Beiqin, closed his eyes and turned his head.

The male director got a look from Yan Wang on the hospital bed, and hurriedly left with his salary in his hands.

"Lolo."

Ji Beiqin stretched out his hand to pull him, this man has learned a lot these days, as long as Jiang Luo is here, he will definitely push away all the work.

Either pulling him to talk about the remorse and introspection, or nagging about how he helped the young master recover when he lived here with Jiang Luo.

Every sentence went straight to Jiang Luo's heart, as if the engagement banquet two months ago had happened in the last century, it had long since disappeared, and there was no such thing as the Yu family's bad things anymore.

Jiang Luo put down his bed, covered him with a quilt, and turned to leave, but was held back by Ji Beiqin.

He felt a little loose at first, so he asked Ji Beiqin to pull hard, and sat back on the edge of the bed.

For the past few days, Ji Beiqin pretended to be sick, and didn't dare to exert any strength on Jiang Luo. If he wanted to leave, he could only watch him go, for fear that Jiang Luo would see the clue if he didn't pay attention.

Now that the doctor has said that he is almost healed, he dared to pull Jiang Luo into his arms: "Don't leave today, you won't go to school tomorrow weekend."

Jiang Luo glared at him.

Not sick and confused.

"Wait for New Year's Day, I will accompany you to Yunnan."

Ji Beiqin coaxed in a low voice: "Didn't you want to go before? I let Luo Qu empty for ten days. If you want to see the little sea whales, you can also charter a flight to Europe. By the way, you can meet our mother and tell her about the matter." Say it."

"..."

Jiang Luo used to not be able to bear his coaxing like this, and got up to leave after only two strokes, Ji Beiqin simply didn't hold back his strength, and directly pushed him onto the bed.

"Honey, Luo Luo, stop making trouble."

"Who is your wife!"

Jiang Luo pushed him, his voice a little hoarse: "Your fiancée is not me!"

Ji Beiqin pinched his waist with both hands, and his body, which he hadn't touched for a long time, seemed to be in a stress response and became unable to withstand teasing.

Jiang Luo was trapped on the bed, his body was weak, only his head was twisted stiffly, and he refused to look at anyone.

"Give me another six months, and we will make our relationship public, go abroad to get a certificate, hold a wedding, and do whatever you want."

Ji Beiqin squeezed him and kissed him: "Luo Luo, you believe me, I will definitely change."

That pair of deep eyes stared at Jiang Luo firmly, as if there was something terribly dazed inside, which made him unable to open his mouth.

Ji Beiqin really made an oath in his heart.

After all, the price of coaxing is too high, and he hasn't slept well for more than two months.

When Jiang Luo was docile in the past, he didn't think it was too difficult to deal with, but now he treats him as air, and he really feels angry for a minute and can't go on.

"Ok?"

Ji Beiqin turned around with that peachy face in his arms, facing himself.

He wiped off a little tear stain on it, the delicate face of a teenager is so beautiful that it makes people sink.

He likes a lot in bed, and Jiang Luoban, who has always liked to play, bursts into tears, good-looking and seductive.

It was almost the same face, but Ji Beiqin looked very uncomfortable in his eyes now.

In the past, it was all because of emotion, not because of the current situation, which made Jiang Luo cry sadly.

Ji Beiqin suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart, and his heartless heart suddenly stirred up a lot, and he really regretted it.

After he became an adult, he seldom felt like this, feeling tense because of others.If he was asked to re-elect now, he even felt that he would not be in a hurry to hold that terrible engagement banquet.

But he couldn't say it.

He had never had such fragmented emotions, and he didn't have the slightest bit of Ji Beiqin's manly arrogance when he said it, but he seemed shy and stingy like being bound.

Ji Beiqin ignored this emotion.

He just coaxed in a low voice, kissing the eyes of the person under him little by little until the end.

Jiang Luo half discarded his helmet and half his armor, and his voice was clear and deep:

"Are you hiding anything from me?"

Perhaps in the past few years, what he has lost the most from Ji Beiqin is trust.

He felt more and more insecure, and the other party's unscrupulousness and ruthlessness were like a knife hanging around his neck.

Jiang Luo didn't know that the knife hanging today was for himself, and the man did whatever he could to get himself.

Will I become a victim of the sword tomorrow?It became Ji Beiqin's unscrupulous "means".

As the saying goes, to love someone is to have a weakness.

But he felt that his whole body was weak, and Ji Beiqin's whole body was hard bones, and it didn't hurt to poke anywhere.

It seems that it can be parted at any time.

The people lying on him didn't expect so many, Ji Beiqin's eyes lit up, and he knew that Jiang Luo was letting go.

The surging Shu Xin leaned over to press those soft lips that she had not seen for a long time, and Ji Beiqin licked them like a pilgrimage.

"No more, Lolo."