[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 261 [English]

【Brother Line】Farewell

“Brother Dongxian, don’t worry, I won’t go looking for Zhang Jizong.”

Jiang Dongxian felt relieved when he heard Ji Qing say this. He was afraid that Ji Qing would be impulsive and harm himself instead.

After Ji Qing finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Dongxian, and then hugged him gently.

With her soft body leaning against his chest, Jiang Dongxian felt soft and stretched out his arms to hug her, stroking the back of her neck.

“Qingqing?”

Ji Qing shrank into He’s arms, her voice soft and thin.

“Brother Dongxian, you know I like my brother, right…”

After hearing this, Jiang Dongxian’s hand paused, and after a moment he nodded slightly.

“Yeah.”

A happy smile appeared on Ji Qing’s lips, but there was moisture in her eyes.

“Brother Dongxian, actually I don’t know why I like my brother, but I just do.”

Jiang Dongxian hummed again, he knew Ji Qing’s mood, just like he did to Ji Qing, he fell in love without realizing it, and it all started when she quietly sat next to him and played with her mobile phone with her little feet.

Feeling the warmth of he’s chest and the strong heartbeat, Ji Qing slowly raised his head and looked at he.

“Brother Dongxian, you are really good…”

“Also…and…I really want to give birth to that child…”

As she said this, she took Jiang Dongxian’s hand and placed it on her lower abdomen. Her eyes were filled with mist, and Jiang Dongxian’s breathing became heavier.

—— He knew that Ji Qing was saying goodbye to him.

After thinking for a moment, he pulled Ji Qing into his arms again, closed his eyes and stroked her hair.

——Now that she has made her choice, any more kisses would be transgression. All he can do is hold her tightly.

“Qingqing, tell Brother Dongxian, will you be happy?”

The same problem as Zhou Fucheng, but the moisture in Ji Qing’s eyes became heavier. She had feelings for Jiang Dongxian.

Maybe not as profound as Ji Tingqin, but it is true love.

“Yes, Brother Dongxian, I will be happy.”

After she finished speaking, she also closed her eyes, and the two hugged each other quietly for a long time.

*
Half an hour later, the Zhou brothers also arrived. The five of them sat around the round table. Ji Qing forgot all his unhappiness and ate and chatted like real friends.

——This is the farewell she prepared carefully. She doesn’t want to bring any unhappiness, she just wants to leave a good memory.

After the meal, several people drank tea and chatted in the teahouse again. Ji Qing cooked a flower tea with his own hands and poured it for them one by one. The entire teahouse was filled with the aroma of jasmine, and with the golden sunshine in the afternoon, it seemed particularly quiet and moving.

At 6 o’clock in the afternoon, the sky began to show a beautiful dusk scene. Ji Qing sent a few people out of the house with a faint smile on his lips.

The Jiang brothers were the first to leave. When Jiang Dongyue left, he kept looking at Ji Qing, as if he was hesitant to speak, but in the end he followed Jiang Dongxian.

Zhou Fucheng drove over in his own car. Before leaving, he held Ji Qing’s hand with the same promise.

“Honey. You know, I’m on call. Anything. OK?

(Honey, you know I’m here for anything, okay?)

Ji Qing nodded and hummed softly, then Zhou Fucheng opened the car door and got into the driver’s seat.

After sending the three people away, Ji Qing turned around and saw Zhou Jianshen standing behind her, waiting for her quietly.

The two walked back to the main building shoulder to shoulder. Ji Qing led him upstairs. He sat down on Ji Qing’s bed, while Ji Qing took out the ring from the drawer.

She sat next to Zhou Jianshen and spread her hands. The silver ring in her white and tender hands was shining. Zhou Jianshen looked at her with deep worry in his eyes.

“Brother Jian Shen, I’ve thought about it…”

After saying that, she stretched her hand forward with a slight smile on her lips, as if she was encouraging herself and Zhou Jianshen.

Zhou Jianshen looked at the ring for a long time, and finally reached out and took it back.

When he’s fingertips touched his skin, Ji Qing’s heart suddenly became empty, as if the oxygen had been drained away, and tears burst out of his eyes.

After a while, Zhou Jianshen walked downstairs. Ji Qing looked at he’s lost back and suddenly squatted down in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The driver opened the door for Zhou Jianshen, and Zhou Jianshen sat in the back seat. Ji Qing hugged her knees and cried sadly. He raised his head and glanced at her figure, and his eyes immediately turned red.

The car started slowly and the windows were raised. Zhou Jianshen kept looking out the window until the back of the car completely disappeared on the road in front of Ji’s house.

*
At the same time, Ai Xianguo also received news that Zhang Jizong had woken up.

He put down the phone and looked up at his wife Zheng Yin, who had been waiting at the door.

“Let Tingqin come in.”

Zheng Yin laughed happily when he heard this and ran downstairs quickly. At that time, Ji Tingqin was still standing upright at the door of Ai’s house, his military uniform intact.

“Tingqin, come on, come on in.”

Ji Tingqin’s expression did not change and he immediately bowed 90 degrees.

“Master’s wife.”

“You’re so polite kid, come in quickly, Lao Ai has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Ji Tingqin nodded and followed Zheng Yin upstairs.

Zheng Yin left after bringing Ji Tingqin up. The study door was ajar, and Ji Tingqin stood at the door and knocked lightly.

“Come in.”

The door was pushed open, and Ai Xianguo was sitting on the sofa, with a pot of hot tea in front of him.

Ji Tingqin stepped forward again and bowed deeply at 90 degrees to Ai Xianguo.

Ai Xianguo poured him a cup of tea and spoke calmly.

“Okay, sit down.”

After hearing this, Ji Tingqin sat down opposite him, sitting in a standard military posture, with his legs spread apart and his hands on his thighs.

“Ting Qin, I watched you grow up, and Uncle Ai won’t go around in circles with you. Tell Uncle Ai, what are you going to do about this matter?”

——Ai Xianguo asked how to do it, not whether he had any ideas, because based on his understanding of Ji Tingqin, he knew that it was impossible for him not to have a plan yet.

Sure enough, Ji Tingqin pondered for a moment, then went to the desk, picked up a pen and paper and wrote down several names one by one.

After writing, he sat back and pushed the paper in front of Ai Xianguo. Ai Xianguo picked it up and looked at it, and his expression suddenly changed.

“Ji Tingqin!!!”