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If you want to ask Wen Changrong how he treats Shen Qinlan, most people will probably answer "very much in love", "a model of brainless protection", and what's more, they will probably say "Lick the dog Wen Changrong".

But now everything that comes out of Shen Qinlan's mouth seems to be far from the deep affection that everyone said, and it is even extremely superficial, at best it is "that's all".

And Qiao Xing is not that poor little cabbage in Shen Qinlan's mouth, but like a malevolent star that descended from the sky. After it came, it pulled Wen Changrong further and further away, and has been stuck between the two for many years, and finally became an obstacle that cannot be overcome. .

Qiao Xing thought that he was nothing to Wen Changrong many years ago, but a young man who was rescued, a foster object, or just a good dog who served his master, but now Shen Qinlan said, "If it wasn't for Qiao Fortunately, you will not become like this', 'From the beginning you alienated me because of Qiao Xing'.

It was the first time for Qiao Xing to hear such a "high" evaluation, so surprised that his brows were raised high, and he suspected that what he heard was someone else's story.

Shen Qinlan's voice in the room was deafening, and his throat was extremely hoarse. Qiao Xing didn't know whether Shen Qinlan's emotional agitation at this time was due to anger at not being able to ask for mercy, or because he was really sad when he mentioned the past.

There was only one thought in his head: Wen Changrong, the scumbag.

"The more I think about it now, the more ridiculous the love you said is."

Shen Qinlan's voice came again: "It seems that everything is tolerant to me and everything is good to me, but there has always been a shadow of Qiao Xing between us, and now I have to be sent to the court..."

"I don't want to deal with these things anymore, does it make sense?" Wen Changrong interrupted the young man, "I'm sorry for you, but you are the same. At the beginning, I was hanging on my feelings while breaking up with my girlfriend. It’s a fact, it’s also a fact that you say you’re willing to share weal and woe with me but abandon me in the end.”

"..."

"I don't know what's the point of going over old accounts now. If you say this to make me feel guilty and ask me to forgive you for poisoning, then it's unnecessary." Wen Changrong said, "I'm a Rotten person, you are not much better, these have nothing to do with what we just talked about, let alone this case."

"..."

Wen Changrong was as calm as an outsider in his relationship, and his attitude expressed in words was already very firm.

There was no room for turning things around, and the room was temporarily quiet for a few seconds. Two bodyguards stepped forward with a polite and tough attitude: "Mr. Shen, please go back."

The bodyguard's tall body seemed to be blocked between the two by a wall. Over the gap between the shoulders, it could be seen that the man leaning on the head of the hospital bed had a straight back, a cold expression, and a pair of gray pupils without waves. I don't feel the slightest temperature.

Shen Qinlan had seen Wen Changrong like this countless times in the company, but it was the first time he felt the real sense of inhumanity and distance.

"It would be fine if there was no Qiao Xing." The young man clenched his hands tightly by his side, his voice was unusually hoarse, "Without him, nothing would have changed, and we would not have become like this. "

After speaking, Shen Qinlan turned and left the ward without waiting for Wen Changrong's answer.

Wen Changrong lived in the top-floor ward where few people came, and because he had to discuss things today, just in case, the hospital temporarily cleared this floor in the afternoon. At this time, Shen Qinlan's footsteps landed on the corridor floor His voice was exceptionally loud, but also extremely lonely, his thin back and the hurried footsteps of leaving seemed a bit embarrassed.

Shen Qinlan quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor. The bodyguards in the ward came out one after another, and the lawyers and public relations personnel waiting on the side of the corridor quickly entered the ward, probably to discuss matters such as subsequent prosecution and response to the outside world.

There were more voices in the corridor. Wen Chang, who was sitting in the wheelchair, moved his stiff shoulders a little, put his finger on the button of the wheelchair, and was about to go, but Qiao Xing, who was sitting on the bench, kept lowering his head. With his head down, an unlit cigarette in his mouth, his eyes fell on the empty ground, his eyes were dazed, as if he had something on his mind.

"Qiao Xing." Wen Chang called him softly.

"..." Qiao Xing didn't respond.

"Qiao Xing."

"..."

"Little Joe."

Qiao Xing kept looking at the ground without responding, but Wen Chang had to move the wheelchair closer, and his fingers landed on his cuff. "Little Joe."

"Hey... eh?" Qiao Xing just came back to his senses. He raised his head and saw Wen Changze was diagonally in front of him. He retracted his thoughts just now and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Wen Chang looked at him, "It's just that you have been in a daze, as if you have something on your mind."

"Well, I was just thinking about something." Qiao Xing waved his hand indifferently, "I was fascinated by it for a while."

"What are you thinking about?"

Wen Chang seldom questioned like this. Qiao Xing's eyes fell on the man's clear black pupils. In the past, he would have said it bluntly, but now...his lips moved, and he endured it again. down.

"It's nothing."

Wen Chang looked at him, as if he had guessed his concerns, so he didn't continue to ask, just smiled and said.

"It's fine, anyway, just don't think too much about it." Wen Chang said, "What Shen Ershao said just now is quite targeted, if you think too much, it's easy to get stuck..."

As he spoke, Wen Chang shook his head: "It's not very good."

"..." Qiao Xing looked at Wen Changze for a few seconds and laughed, "You don't study psychology, but mind reading, right?"

"Of course not, it's just a simple association." Wen Chang smiled, "You didn't have such a heavy expression at the beginning, just for a short while, except for the dialogue inside, I can't think of anything else that can affect you Emotions."

"Okay." Qiao Xing responded, looked at Wen Changze again, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I just think...Shen Qinlan's brainwashing ability is pretty good."

"Ok?"

"I can't help but wonder..." Qiao Xing clasped the edge of the bench tightly with his palms, turned his head slightly, and cast his eyes on the bright scenery outside the window, "If I really didn't exist, would they still be together now?"

"..."

"At the beginning, almost everyone said they were compatible, no matter in terms of family background or appearance." Qiao Xing said, "To be honest, when Shen Qinlan didn't target me like a lunatic, I thought so too."

Qiao Xing: "No, it's not quite right to say that. To be precise, after Shen Qinlan targeted me, I still think they are compatible...compared to Wen Changrong and me."

Qiao Xing: "Although they did separate due to various reasons four years ago, they reconciled four years later... I think that without me, there is a high probability that Wen Changrong and Shen Qinlan would still be together."

Qiao Xing: "Although I never thought I was a good person, but now I really feel that I am a little bit bad, like that pig who disturbs other people's love."

"..." Wen Chang listened quietly, his eyes fell on Qiao Xing's eyes that were as clear as amber against the sunlight, and he spoke after a while.

"I don't know much about the past between you and Changrong. I don't judge whether you are bad or not. Similarly, I don't know much about the past between Changrong and Shen Ershao. I don't know if they love each other."

"..." Qiao Xing turned to look at Wen Changze.

"But one thing is for sure, even without you, they will not go to the end."

"Huh?" Wen Chang seldom asked, and also rarely said the word "sure" to other people's affairs. Qiao Xing looked over with some doubts, "Why are you so sure?"

"Changrong's state." Wen Chang thought for a while and asked, "In your eyes, what is Changrong's personality like? What is it like in normal times?"

"Does it need to be said? He has a bad temper and a bad personality. He usually has a slumped face all day long, as if everyone owes him 800 million."

Qiao Xing's words were not polite at all, and he had eight white eyes attached, as if he had been tortured for a long time.

"Well, that's true." Wen Chang smiled and said, "I have met Shen Jinglan before, and Shen Qinlan's evaluation of Wen Changrong was tolerant, steady, and almost perfect. I heard that Shen Qinlan's evaluation of Evergreen was also the same .”

"Shen Qinlan's golden bouquet, can it be the same as my little cabbage?" Qiao Xing said, "I'm just a spoiled brat."

Wen Chang shook his head, "Actually, Changrong's family and I, as well as people who are a little closer to Changrong, think that Changrong is what you said."

"Oh, then he's only special to Shen Qinlan, he really loves it."

"No," Wen Chang was confused by him, thought for a while, and said, "It's not so much that this pair of Shen Qinlan is special, it's better to say that Changrong completely disguised himself in front of Shen Qinlan."

"camouflage?"

"It's like setting up a person," Wen Chang gestured, "similar to the persona in your entertainment industry, only the good ones are shown, and the bad ones are all erased. If they don't exist, they are hidden."

"Then what happened?"

"Can this be considered a normal state of loving someone?" Wen Chang's eyes fell on Qiao Xing's face, "You want to spend a lifetime with the person you love, and celebrities can maintain their personality because they don't need to be exposed for a long time In front of the public, but what about the lover? How does the lover maintain his personality? For such a long time in his life, do he have to pretend all the time? Only show his good side all the time?"

"..."

"They have known each other for 17 years. Whether they are friends or lovers, Shen Qinlan can still give such an evaluation... It is actually a very strange thing, because such an evaluation is not so much a good friend or a lover, but more like a fundamental I don’t know the answer that Chang Rong’s nodding acquaintance can give.” Wen Chang said, “I’m very surprised, is Chang Rong really hiding it perfectly? Or did Shen Qinlan not bother to understand it carefully?”

"..." Of course, Qiao Xing couldn't give an answer to this point, he was not anyone in Wen Shenzhong, and only the person involved knew why.

Wen Changze: "Actually, if Evergreen and Shen Qinlan can pretend to be for a lifetime when they meet every day, they may indeed go to the end, but is it possible? Besides, Evergreen's illness is right there, like a ticking time bomb. "

"..."

"In the years when Shen Qinlan and Evergreen met, Evergreen lived very smoothly, and hardly encountered any major setbacks or blows, so they were in good condition and almost never suffered from illness. Probably because of this, Shen Qinlan always felt that Evergreen is gentle, tolerant, and almost perfect, but if you really want to live a lifetime, there is zero possibility that Evergreen will not get sick."

"..."

"You know the state of Evergreen's illness. You can't control yourself. It's scary. For Shen Qinlan, who has seen the gentle side of Evergreen for many years, Evergreen doesn't need to really get sick. , just some signs, cold face or louder voice, the state seems wrong, Shen Qinlan may feel fear and fear, so as to make a living and retreat."

"And you said they are true love... I don't think so." Wen Chang looked at Qiao Xing teasingly, "If it is true love, why did Chang Rong keep you by my side?"

"..."

Qiao Xing curled his lips and said, "I don't really understand the brain circuits of scumbags."

Wen Chang rolled his eyes and said.

"The reason why we say that being well-matched is a match is fundamentally because in similar circumstances, two people should have similar views and behaviors, and their personalities should be relatively suitable. It doesn't matter much."

"...You seem like a lobbyist." Qiao Xing glanced at Wen Changze, "You seem to be hinting at me."

Hearing this, Wen Chang laughed and shook his head, "No, I just said this, I just hope you don't feel too sad."

Qiao Xing didn't answer. It is undeniable that his mood is not as bad as before, and he no longer keeps thinking about what he has and what he doesn't have.

He leaned on the back of the chair, looked at Wen Changze, and said, "Master Wen, I think if you are going to act, you are especially suitable for that kind of black-bellied villain."

"?" Qiao Xing's topic was too jumpy, and Wen Chang reacted before asking him, "How do you say?"

"I've done bad things, and I'm especially good at talking." Qiao Xing said, "The classic black-bellied design of film and television dramas."

Wen Chang paused for a moment, then shook his head dumbfounded, "Then maybe you want to..."

Before the words were finished, the familiar figure of the man appeared not far from the two of them.

Wen Changrong was still wearing a hospital gown, probably because he hadn't fully recovered yet, and the fat assistant who was recruited a few months ago was holding the man's arm slightly.

Wen Changrong's eyes fell on the corners of the mouths of the two who were slightly raised because of the chat, and then looked at the slightly intimate distance between the two of them facing each other. For a moment, he forgot why he came out of the ward earlier, and only spoke softly.

"He seemed to really like him."