Chapter 117 Breaking the promise
It's time for you to wake up.
Aren't you awake yet?
He wanted to wake up and go find her. Xue Yijie opened his eyes and saw the moon floating outside the window of a rural village.
He was lying on a bed about one meter wide, like the specifications of the hospital's discarded beds, narrow and long, with white pillows and quilts, and no smell. His hands were tied with new triangular bandages, and the last scene in his memory was the scene of him falling to the ground due to dehydration.
Look back.
He climbed down from the hospital ICU, running further and further away. After leaving the magnificent sanatorium, there were few people around. He didn't know where he was going on a shabby country bus. The seat had a spring that popped out.
The driver didn't speak Mandarin, and he looked confused no matter what she said. Looking at this nervous man, Xue Yijie took out a watch from her bag and used it as collateral for payment.
Any car would do, he just knew he couldn't stop running.
"Oh my God! You're awake!" A short young boy walked in. He was a Beta.
"This is where?"
"You've been sleeping for a few days. You fainted on the roadside. I don't know what happened to your hand. I simply changed the medicine for you." The Beta boy looked at his pale and handsome face and said shyly:
"Would you like to join us in our celebration tomorrow, the celebration of the respected Beta, the celebration of a day that will rewrite history..."
The boy was interrupted by a female Beta. The woman had a pair of considerate eyes and a bright smile. "Leave when you wake up. Remember to pay the accommodation fee."
Xue Yijie had nothing on her sleeves, only a travel souvenir pendant on her waist, which contained the photo albums that she and Cui Jing had printed themselves.
"I don't have any money, but I'll give it to you later."
"I don't accept credit. If you don't have money, you can work as a deliveryman for the village. The commission for a delivery is 2.7 yuan, and you have to work to pay for a day's room... You're kidding."
"Who is that person on it?" The female Beta looked at his pendant and asked.
The word "wife" moved carefully around his lips, and Xue Yijie replied calmly:
"girlfriend."
"She looks familiar. I've seen her before, a beautiful Beta." The female Beta's eyes fell on his disheveled body. "It looks like something happened to you. As fellow Betas, we should help each other. In that case, the previous accommodation fee will be waived. You can go now."
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At half past eight, commuters were bustling about.
Tang An Nian mingled with the crowd, her eye bags almost falling to the ground. Before entering the company, she adjusted herself, swiped the access control, pushed open the door of the top floor office, and handed over a piece of heavy news in the morning:
"Commissioner Wang passed away due to illness."
A few days ago, Beta and Alpha politicians attacked each other, while Omega remained neutral. Both sides cursed at each other without caring about their faces at the meeting.
Beta suggested reducing the proportion of Alpha military high-ranking personnel. The reason is that Alpha has a fatal flaw. No matter how good the inhibitor is, once the matching pheromone comes out, Alpha will become a beast with huge lethality and may accidentally hurt his colleagues.
This directly made Commissioner Wang, who was only 49 years old, whose wife was also an Alpha, and whose family was in discord, so angry that he had to be hospitalized due to pheromone explosion.
Before he was jointly accused and prosecuted by Beta for the illegal act of "releasing pheromones", Commissioner Wang slipped while using the toilet in the hospital in the middle of the night, and his political career ended at the age of 49.
After Commissioner Wang's untimely death, the formulation of regulations completely shifted towards the stable gender headed by Beta.
"I know." Zhai Yang responded coldly.
The development of the matter was already a foregone conclusion. The numerical advantage at the beginning could only be overturned by violent means.
"How's the tree you found?"
“It’s definitely in great condition.”
"Well, get a tree for the lady's yard. She likes trees." Zhai Yang took out his mobile phone to look at the photo. The photo was a handwritten list on Cui Jing's refrigerator.
The goal of planting an old tree was achieved.
"If you don't want to come back, just play for a while..." Thinking of the Alpha Fan Ci'en, he felt physically disgusted again.
Jingjing will know who is the more suitable person.
At least compared to her, I can be considered a good man. She? A disenfranchised Alpha who will be locked up in a drug rehabilitation center or a mental hospital in the future.
Zhai Yang thought disdainfully: No competitiveness at all.
"I'll take you back after a while, after we deal with Fan Ci'en. If you're mentally ill, why are you running around? Wouldn't it be better to put you in a hospital?" He looked up, "Brother, why are you here?"
Zhai Tianyu's smile froze slightly, and he joked: "Brother, can't you come to the company? Let's get back to the point. Grandpa is very worried about you. And I heard that you are preparing for the wedding."
"Ah."
"Then... congratulations. Who is that person?"
"my wife."
"I know that person will be your wife, wife...you mean that person is a female?"
"That's my wife. Cui Jing."
Cui Jing had no idea that she was being prepared as the protagonist of the wedding banquet.
"Jingjing, I'm on vacation! Let's meet again after the vacation! The communication here is very poor." She played Mrs. Chen's phone message: "Hello, Jingjing, I'm on vacation! Please leave a message if you have anything to say."
Play:
"Hello, Jingjing, I'm on vacation! Something..."
She hung up in frustration. She had called the resort's official website before, and the staff said they would pass on her message, but there was no news, just a perfunctory response.
She studied the instructions for the inhibitor that were unfolded and hanging on the ground carefully.
Indications:
Contraindications.
The more she read, the colder her heart became. The indications were too accurate. She didn't know when her life had become a landslide, coming with great force and swallowing up everything.
As soon as she refreshed the page, she suddenly received a logistics reminder on her phone, saying that the item had been delivered to her home.
"Hey, I have a delivery."
She didn't buy anything, so who could have bought it? After thinking about everyone, Cui Jing stood up and went out to pick up the package.
It seems like there is something I haven't done today.
Her memory suddenly became very bad.
What's the matter?
Cui Jing thought about it for three minutes, asked the bodyguard to go out. In Xingfu Community, the independent mailbox at the door of her house was covered with dust. She went home to get the key to open it, took out the package, and went to the law firm to meet with Lawyer Jin.
She looked at the package in the car, a square kraft paper box with a blue sealing label printed with Likang Pharmaceuticals.
Who bought it.
After meeting with Lawyer Jin, the two had another meal. When she returned home and saw Fan Ci'en, she remembered what she had forgotten:
Agree to attend Fan Ci'en's cocktail party.
Cui Jing couldn't muster up the energy. She knew clearly that she might have promised someone not to break an appointment, but she still couldn't muster up the energy. She felt so tired before she even did anything. She didn't even want to move a finger. It must be the differentiation that made her like this.
She looked at the other person's expectant eyes and sighed in her heart.
so tired.
"It seems like you're all ready." Cui Jing joked, "How can I not go?"
Fan Ci'en's heart sank: "Okay."
"Really?" She showed a hint of hidden joy on her face.
Fan Ci'en lost all hope. She seemed to have had a premonition from the beginning. It was an open-air dance party. "The weather forecast shows that it will rain tonight. It may be cancelled even if I go."
Excuse.
"And you look tired."
Objective excuse.
A stronger excuse than the former.
"It's okay if you don't go." Fan Ci'en tilted his head and looked at her. He returned the clothes and the stylist behind him without any entanglement. "I forgive you."
Cui Jing called her and said, "Can I ask you to dance with me some other time?"
"It's okay with me." Fan Ci'en didn't take the missed appointment seriously. After a few moments of hesitation, he went out on time. Someone had been waiting at the door for a long time. The host looked behind Fan Ci'en and said, "Didn't you say you would introduce your girlfriend to everyone?"
"She's not feeling well."
I am indeed not feeling well. It's just a dance party, not a big deal.
Fan Ci'en walked in and pushed away the young master who was approaching her with a platinum tongue stud and scantily clad clothes. She heard the music and her sight penetrated the crowd. In the open-air dance floor, a beam of light followed a dancing couple. The dance was on schedule.
I looked at the sky again, it wasn't raining.
The voice in my ear kept inviting me excitedly: "I have a top-notch guy here, a specially trained gentleman. I brought him here as soon as I got married. What do you think, Ci'en? Come and see him later, and join us?"
"Sister Ci'en, please help me make a connection."
Curious and inquiring: "Why haven't I seen you and Sister Guannan together recently?"
"I've found true love." He said in a nonchalant tone.
"Really? Hahahaha. Sister Xiao Fan? True love! Hahaha!" Some people laughed until tears welled up in their eyes, some pounded the sofa with laughter, and some even knelt on the ground after drinking too much. "You guys, are you kidding me?"
No one thinks that Fan Ci'en has a loving heart. After all, how can someone who doesn't even have a heart love others?
"I was serious."
She refused her help, didn't wear the glasses she gave her, didn't drink the milk she heated, hated her touch, turned down her invitation to a walk, missed her cocktail party, and threw away...her toys.
Isn't it because of love that she can tolerate all this? Because of love, she tolerates.
"It's so uncomfortable." said Fan Ci'en.
They thought she was drunk and asked for sobering tea.
An old-gender woman tried to feed her tea. "Sister Ci'en, you must have drunk too much. Ah!"
Fan Ci'en grabbed the woman's hand so tightly that he almost broke her hand bones. "I have changed so much... Can't you see it? Can't you see it? I have been very patient, but I really can't bear it any longer."
"Hiss! Sister Ci'en, what have you changed?" the woman asked cautiously. "It hurts! Ah."
Another person said:
"Chasing someone. Sister Ci'en hasn't gotten her yet, right? But isn't that what chasing someone is all about? As long as you chase someone, you'll probably be humiliated. But chasing someone doesn't mean love... maybe there's liking. Besides, it's not the first time Sister Ci'en has chased someone, but those people are very tactful. As soon as our Sister Ci'en raised her hand, those male dogs rushed forward to be trampled."
"Ah. That's right." The woman blushed and held her wrist. Sister Ci'en was very strong. And she came to the party dressed so casually, just like usual.
I thought there would be some changes to her look tonight.
"She is different." Fan Ci'en retorted.
"What's the difference?" the woman asked.
Fan Ci'en's voice was almost a whisper:
“The feeling it gave me.
When I approach her, she will only retreat; when I want to talk to her, I don’t know whether she will say hurtful or pleasant words; when I give her a gift, I don’t know whether she will ignore it or throw it away. She has always been unable to see me, and her heart has been filled with another person... Despite this, I still want to find her.
Can't you really see it? Can't you see my love?"
Fan Ci'en's eyes twitched a few times, as if he was forced into a desperate situation, but he smiled with a terrifying look.
“Isn’t that love?”
No one dared to answer her.
Confusion, pain, uncertainty, and ultimately self-doubt:
"I have no idea."
Zhang Ye stood behind her, his face bright under the light.
"Zhang Ye."
"Xiao Zhang, prepare a bowl of hangover soup for later."
When they all saw him, he withdrew his gaze from Fan Ci'en and spoke in surprise:
"Love? Sister Fan, you've been joking about this for a long time."