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I thought you weren't coming. " At that moment, a gentle voice sounded above my head.

I started when I heard the voice, then jerked my head up. The person standing in front of me was Zhou Jin, who was looking at me with a smile.

But when he saw my face, he froze for a moment, and I thought he must have seen the tears on my face. I quickly wiped them away with my hand and pulled a smile on my face.

He's not gone yet.

"Why are you crying?" he asked me, his eyes full of confusion.

I forced a smile and said, "I have trachoma. I cry when the wind blows."

"But where is the wind coming from?" Zhou Jin said.

I stared at him without speaking.

"It's almost time." Zhou Jin gave a gentle smile and said, "I hope that you would come because I have a present for you. I had thought that you would not come."

Zhou Jin handed me a rolled up painting. It wasn't big.

"This is for you." Zhou Jin said as he prepared to leave, "It's time for me to leave."

He turned and walked away without a trace of reluctance.

Xia Ying, it's time to forget. I said to myself.

I stood in front of the window, hoping to find Zhou Jin's plane, but I couldn't find her.

I opened the painting that Zhou Jin had given me. It was drawn with pencil. I saw a girl in a cage. Her hands and feet were tied up.

Did he dream of me? I couldn't help but think.

"Satisfied?" A voice spoke up beside me. I didn't need to look up to know who it was.

Zhou Ze still had a cold expression, but now he should be at ease. I will finally no longer pester his dearest little brother.

I rolled up the little picture and looked up at him.

"Yes." I nodded.

Zhou Ze looked at me and asked, "Did you see your husband and that so-called good friend of yours?"

I glanced at him and nodded.

"I'll need your help in a few days." I looked at Zhou Ze and said.

Zhou Ze nodded his head, although I saw a flash of unwillingness in his eyes.

I looked at Zhou Ze, and finally asked the question that had always been buried at the bottom of my heart. "Zhou Ze, I know you have always hated me, but why have you helped me recently?"

Hearing my question, Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at me seriously. His expression was still high and mighty, but I could clearly see a hint of complex emotions flash across his eyes.

He turned his head to the window and said, "Zhou Jin left me a letter before he committed suicide. He told me to take care of you."

"So that's why you helped me?" I don't really believe him because Zhou Ze isn't such a person. If Zhou Jin begged him to help me, would he listen to Zhou Jin's words?

Zhou Ze coldly said, "He only wrote your name on the will, and only said that it had something to do with you, so he helped you out for his sake." Zhou Ze's words were like a sigh.

Zhou Jin was worried about me until he died. My heart felt like it was being viciously grabbed by something, and I was almost out of breath from the pain. I closed my eyes, and tears rolled down my cheeks. Zhou Jin's gentle smile appeared in my mind.

"Thank you." When I regained my calm, I said to Zhou Ze.

As I listened to Zhou Ze's words, I looked out the window. Another plane had taken off from the window, and I couldn't help but to cry.

"I'll be leaving first." I wiped my eyes and left.

Zhou Ze did not reply. He was still looking out the window, thinking that should be very sad.

After returning home, I decided to take revenge on Xie Zongming.

The next day, I went straight to Li Han's workshop.

Li Han had probably developed a social phobia. He would never go out for anything that was done via the Internet or by express delivery, he usually did all the work at a jewelry store through the Internet, or he would come in the evening to take care of things. It was just that it was different from a normal person's work and rest.

"Dong, dong, dong!" I knocked on the door a few times, but there was no reply for a long time. Li Han probably pretended that he was not at home.

I knocked on the door again, then took out my phone to call Li Han, this time the door was opened.

Li Han stood by the door and wore a sweater. His hair was a mess and his skin was snow-white from not seeing the sun for all these years. He scratched his head and looked at me with a blank expression, as if he was asking me what exactly happened.

"Li Han, can I ask for your help?" "No," I said.

Li Han nodded, and let me in.

I sat on the sofa, and Li Han kindly brought me some fruit juice. Then, he sat on the sofa opposite and looked at me.

"I hope you can give me a few false certificates." "Do you know anyone in the hospital?"

Li Han looked at me strangely, but he still agreed to my request.

He sent me an e-mail asking me to go to a doctor.

I took care of it and came out of his studio.

When I saw that the jewelry store was managed by Li Han, I had asked my grandfather's friends and understood Li Han from the sidelines.

After graduating from a university abroad, Li Han had opened a studio in his hometown. He basically did everything, because he was smart, even if he didn't go out, he could make the business sound good.

I decided to immediately find that doctor. The doctor that Li Han recommended to me was a doctor from a well-known hospital in the city.

The reason why I'm looking for a doctor, is because I want him to write me a case, a terminal illness, and a variety of checklists, because I want to use this to trick Xie Zongming.

I sat on a chair in the corridor of the hospital and waited for the signal. I clenched my fists tightly, a little nervous, because this time I was determined to kill Xie Zongming.

"Xia Ying!" The nurse called my name.

I immediately stood up and walked into the consultation room. The Dr. Wei in front of me was around fifty years old this year.

He gestured for me to sit down, and I sat across from him and looked at him.

"I want to start a cancer case." I calmly said, "Can I stay in the hospital for a while? How much does it cost? "

I know my request is unreasonable, but it's always okay to ask.

Dr. Wei squinted at me and finally nodded.

I passed the case over. Dr. Wei wrote something on it, and not long after, he returned the case to me. At the same time, he passed me various examination forms and a slip of paper.

"Send the money to this account."

"Thank you." I got up and left, "Dr. Wei still needs your care in the future.

Dr. Wei slightly nodded towards me.

I walked out of the infirmary and looked at the case Dr. Wei had given me. On it, it was written in a flamboyant manner that I was already in the late stage of stomach cancer. The checklist was probably prepared long ago by Dr. Wei.

After I finished checking all these things, I immediately transferred the money to the Dr. Wei's account. Very quickly, I received a message from the Dr. Wei.

I went home and began to pack. I didn't have to take much with me, after all, I hadn't planned to stay long.

I put the painting carefully in the cabinet to make sure it wasn't found or destroyed.

After I was done packing, I sat on the sofa and brewed my emotions. I even ate some onion and took a deep breath before calling Xie Zongming.

The call didn't go through at first, and I think he thought I was calling because of the divorce. I called a few more times before I got through.

"Xia Ying, are you talking about the divorce again?" Xie Zongming said. I could tell that Xie Zongming's tone was a little impatient, but he tried his best to suppress this kind of emotion, so I'm afraid that I would be able to tell that he wouldn't reveal his true self until he obtains my possession.

"I'm not here to talk about a divorce." "I want to talk to you about something else."

"What's the matter with you?" Xie Zongming's sharp senses detected my abnormality, and he asked me, "Did something happen?"

"Nothing." "Don't worry about me." Following that, I cried as if I had collapsed, "Xie Zongming, I'll make you pity me. Divorce, I really have had enough.

Xie Zongming was startled, he anxiously asked, "What does death mean? Can't you tell me? "

"Forget it." After I finished speaking, I straightforwardly hung up the phone, then turned the phone on mute. No matter how many times Xie Zongming called, I pretended that I didn't hear him.

I lay down to sleep contentedly. Fortunately, I had lost a lot of weight due to the recent events, and my face looked very ugly. I think my current state of being a cancer patient should be very similar.

Soon I was asleep, dreaming that I was in a cage, my hands and feet tied, and looking up, I saw no hope in the darkness of a golden cage.

I hung my head, and just as I was about to resign myself to my fate, the outside of the cage suddenly lit up.

I raised my head in surprise and saw a person standing outside the cage. I squinted my eyes to look at the person. I realized that the person standing at the doorway was Zhou Jin.

He looked at me, and his face broke into a smile. It was a very gentle smile.

"Zhou Jin …" I looked at him and wanted to say something, but I opened my mouth and didn't know what to say. Only tears flowed down my face.

I saw Zhou Jin open the door, and he walked up to me and easily undid the chain that bound me.

He took my hand. His hand was still slightly cold, but I felt reassured.

We smiled at each other, but then I was awakened by a loud knock on the door.

I suppressed a wave of anger in the bottom of my heart, I finally dream of Zhou Jin, together with Zhou Jin.

I can guarantee that the one standing at the door right now is Xie Zongming.

I took a moment to look in the mirror before I opened the door. In the mirror, my face was very ugly, very thin, very much like a patient.

"Who is it?" I asked, standing in the doorway.

"It's me." Xie Zongming's voice came from outside the door; he was just as rude as before.

"What are you doing here?" I spoke softly, as if I wanted to refuse.

Xie Zongming paused outside the door for a while and said, "Xia Ying, I beg you to open the door, I know I'm in the wrong. We've been husband and wife for so many years. I knew something must have happened to you the moment you called me last night. If you don't say anything, my heart will ache. "

"How could you feel sorry for me?" I said, but even though I said it, I opened the door for him.

The moment the door opened, both of Xie Zongming's hands grabbed onto my shoulders and he excitedly asked, "What happened to Xia Ying?" There were tears in his eyes when he spoke.

Xie Zongming, your acting skills are too exaggerated.

Alright, it's time to compete in acting skills.

I slightly lowered my head and tried to struggle free from Xie Zongming's hands. After struggling for a while, I found that I was unable to struggle free, so I shyly and timidly glanced at Xie Zongming, "Don't worry about me, why are you worried about me?"

Although I said those words, I felt so disgusted that I was about to vomit.

"Why wouldn't I worry about you? We have been husband and wife for so many years, I'm not worried about who you're worried about." Xie Zongming planned to say more.

I raised my head and said, "You don't need to say anymore. There are people watching us from outside. You should close the door first."

Xie Zongming reacted in an instant as he gave a silly laugh and closed the door.

After Xie Zongming closed the door, he hugged me and sat on the sofa. He looked at me with a worried expression and asked, "What exactly happened?"

I swept a glance at him, and tears instantly flowed down my face. I then handed the case that was placed on the tea table to Xie Zongming, and indicated that Xie Zongming should take a look for himself.

Xie Zongming picked up the case report and looked at it. In fact, he only glanced at it once before focusing on the late stage of gastric cancer.

"You have cancer?" Xie Zongming looked at me in disbelief, "How is this possible? You've always been healthy. "

"I didn't believe it either." "But look at these tests."

I passed the checklist to Xie Zongming, and while crying, I observed Xie Zongming's expression. He really did not disappoint my expectations, and I clearly saw a hint of joy flash past his eyes.

It was rare for us to be husband and wife, and we both wanted each other to die.

Xie Zongming hoped that the heavens would kill me, and I planned to kill him personally.

"What are you going to do?" Xie Zongming carefully studied the list for half a day, and finally placed it back on the table. It seemed that he finally believed that I had cancer.