440 Chapter 439 of “The Quick-Traveling Girl Is Poised to Knock Down the Male Protagonist”

Ex-husband, you dropped your ‘grass’ (13)

Sitting up, it took Zhou Min a full quarter of an hour to sit cross-legged on the hospital bed. Without hesitation, Zhou Min began to form seals with his hands, and the introductory mental method of Cang Shen Jue was running rapidly in his mind. The invisible gray-white gas around him began to tremble uneasily. Among the gray-white gas, a pitiful little white gas struggled out and began to slowly enter Zhou Min’s body, flowing between the blood vessels, applied to the five internal organs, and wrapped around the center of the heart.

Although it is very shallow and very few, it is gathering bit by bit, invisibly repairing the internal organs that have exhausted their vitality.

When it was almost midnight, Zhou Min opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of filthy air. The heaviness and tearing pain all over his body was slightly relieved. At this time, the door was suddenly opened.

Sister Lian, who always wears a black and white suit and skirt, walked in with a serious face. She looked at Zhou Min who was sitting on the bed with her legs crossed and frowned slightly, “Xiao Min, what are you doing?”

Zhou Min was stunned, looked down at his posture, raised his head and smiled, then straightened his crossed legs, propped up his body, sat back, and leaned against the wall, “I saw on TV that practicing cross-legged Qi can cultivate your body and mind, so I’ll give it a try to see if it’s true.”

“That’s nonsense!” Sister Lian stepped forward and looked at the phone that fell on the ground. After a pause, she bent down to pick up the phone and put it on the bedside. She then reached out and placed a pillow behind Zhou Min so that she could sit more comfortably and not have to lean her back against the cold wall to catch the cold.

“You can’t sit like this all afternoon. It’s already the late autumn season. Your body is no better than ordinary people. It can’t withstand the slightest bit of minor illness. What may seem like a small pain or cold to others could kill you! Don’t you know the seriousness of this consequence?”

The seriousness in Sister Lian’s eyes, the scolding in her words, and the tenderness and care in her hands were extreme, but Zhou Min smiled. After ten years of getting along with her, Zhou Min had already felt from the empathy of the client that this meticulous, serious and somewhat rigid woman took care of the client. She was like a daughter, like Yan’s mother, who cared for and pitied the client.

“Sister Lian, I was wrong. Don’t be angry. If you are angry, you will have insomnia again tonight.” Zhou Min pulled the person who was pulling the quilt for her to act coquettishly.

“Don’t you have too many things to lose sleep over? Do you know what you are doing?!” The method that had been tried and tested seemed to have hit the wall this time.

Sister Lian did not take this trick this time. She took out the hand that Zhou Min was holding, moved the chair to the bedside with a clang, sat down, folded her hands on her chest, and looked at the pale-faced Zhou Min on the bed with cold eyes.

Zhou Min looked at his empty hands, looked up at the woman who was waiting for him by the bed, and knew that she was asking about another thing.

Zhou Min looked at the last withered yellow leaf on the sycamore tree outside the window and smiled, “Sister Lian, I love him.”

Sister Lian’s cold face revealed an unprecedented sadness, disappointment, and heartache at this moment, “You finally said it after you divorced him.”

“My original wish was just to be able to hold hands with him for a moment. After ten years of cold and heat, my dream was shattered.” Zhou Min said with a smile, but only she knew how much sadness and lamentation was contained in this sentence.

“You are very clear-headed, very transparent, and kinder. This is your strength and your weakness. Sometimes people just trap themselves in a corner and can’t struggle out. Since I know that I don’t belong to you, why do I still torture myself like this?” Sister Lian said with sincerity.

Zhou Min turned back and looked at Sister Lian, her smile was gentle and reminiscing, her eyes were long and soft, “Because that was the only joy and joy in my short life. I don’t expect him, but I just hope that there will be a memory in my short life that we both remember, and that we also appeared together in a certain memory moment.”

When Zhou Min said this again, she couldn’t help but think of the encounter in her childhood that only she remembered, which was a little bitter.

“You want to leave your footprints in his memory?!” Sister Lian asked.

Zhou Min smiled but did not answer, watching the lights of hundreds of houses gradually light up outside, “We have been husband and wife for ten years, and he and I are not even strangers. Ever since I married into the Yan family, he has never come back. Even if it is my grandfather’s mission, he has never stepped into the Yan family again. Just because the Yan family has me, so he doesn’t want to come back.”

“Even without you, Yan Shaokai would not easily return to the Yan family.”

“Not being easy doesn’t mean you won’t reply. Several times I secretly heard Yan’s mother calling him to come back, but in the end… everything was in vain. Unless he is willing to do what he decides, no one can force him. Such a character who would rather die together.” Zhou Min sighed slightly, “The only contact I can have with him is this.You know, he never accepts any variety shows, and all the movies he accepts, as long as my name is on it, or if I join later, he will reject it. But this time, he will go because she is in this variety show, and as long as that person is there, even if he knows that I will go, he will not not participate, because she is in the show.”

“Why now? If I had known this, what did I do in the first place! What would happen even if I came into contact? Watching him and another woman making love to each other, wouldn’t you have suffered for a long time?” Zhou Min didn’t say anything, but it was okay. As soon as he said it, Sister Lian choked and said, “I hate that iron can’t be made into steel.”

“Back then?! Haha…” Zhou Min didn’t know how to answer, smiled self-deprecatingly, and whispered, “Maybe it was because I listened to his confession to another woman at the award ceremony, and after almost dying once, I suddenly developed a regret.” Zhou Min turned around, leaned forward, and took Sister Lian’s hand on his knee.

“You know my disease better than me. In fact, no one can really give me an accurate estimate of how long I can live. I am not afraid of heartache, but I am afraid that when I die and look back on my life, I find that there is not a single scene or scene between me and him that can prove that he and I were once such close people. Even if it is just from a legal perspective. I don’t want to be so pitiful.I just want to stay with him quietly for three months and see him every day.Maybe because of the show, he and I can stand in front of the same camera and pretend to be harmonious for a moment.His pretense is an explanation for myself, and it’s a wish.”