Watching the live broadcast of the domineering president [MTL]

Ch 23

Chapter 23:

 When Qin Yu returned home, it was already nightfall.

The man was holding a small cheesecake in his left hand, and with his right hand pressed the code to open the door, and with a "drip" sound, the door opened.

The living room was dimly lit and empty.

Qin Yu stood at the door for a long time and slowly walked in.

Yin Bao should have just gone out.

Otherwise, Zhang's mother, who came to cook at night, would definitely call and ask.

When Qin Yu put the cheesecake on the coffee table in the living room, he saw another thing lying on the coffee table.

is an envelope.

The man looked at the letter for a long time before slowly picking up the envelope. It seems that I didn't understand the words on the letter.

Open the envelope.

On the white paper inside was the girl's upright and serious handwriting.

"Qin Yu:

Thank you for taking care of me, and for all your tolerance of me since we met today. But I don't think I can rely on you anymore because it's not good for you and it's not good for me. You should go back to your grandpa. Your current career is all based on your own hard work little by little, and you can't just give up.

Today, your psychiatrist Xie Yicheng came, and I asked him to help me find a place to live, and before I went back, I would live while drawing, so you don't have to worry about me. When Zhang's mother came to cook at noon, I asked her not to use it at night, and asked her to make an extra serving, which is left for you, and now put it in the refrigerator, and when you get home, you have to remember to eat it hot.

I'm very happy that you like me. But we are not people of the same world, I will leave one day, I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to see you sad, so it's better to separate and forget about each other as soon as possible.

To be honest, at first I thought you were a particularly cold, arrogant, and high-minded man. But I've changed my mind now, and I think you're good, good, just......

Written a little too much.

I hope that Mr. Qin will go well in the future, be safe and happy. If I go back one day, Dr. Xie will tell you.

Yin Bao also attached a small self-portrait to the letter at the end.

The Q version was scribbled and redrawn many times with a pencil.

It was quiet in the living room.

Qin Yu looked at the letter paper in his hand.

The penultimate paragraph, after "just", is blurred by water stains.

It was like a tear falling.

The man read the letter for a long time and read it several times.

Then he folded the letter, put it back in the envelope, and took out his phone.

Qin Yu called Xie Yancheng.

It took two calls before it was connected.

Xie Yicheng sounded chaotic over there, and his voice seemed to come from far away, "Qin Yu, I'm ......" Qin Yu: "

Yin Bao is with you, give her a call."

Xie Yicheng said anxiously: "Yin Bao is not with me...... Qin Yu, something is wrong with me right now. "Pause," Yin Bao ...... her handsome and sharp eyebrows suddenly sank, "What's wrong with her?"

Xie Yicheng said hurriedly: "She's gone, I don't know...... I'm in a hurry now, too! I ......
before I could finish my sentence, the phone was hung up.

Before Xie Yicheng could react, Qin Yu dialed another call.

As soon as he picked it up, he heard the deep and cold voice of the man on the other side of the phone: "Send me the address." After saying that , he hung up the phone again.

Qin Yu went to the garage to drive.

Drive out of the garage and onto the road.

Qin Yu didn't have any expression on his face.

The man's slender fingers gripped the steering wheel tightly, so hard that his knuckles turned white.

He remembered every word of the letter, and the last sentence at the end.

"But I've changed my mind now, I think you're good, you're good, it's just ......,"

he remembered Yin Bao.

The girl must have been writing a letter while rubbing her eyes to hold back her tears, but she still let the tears fall while writing.

He's good? He's not good at all.

He didn't even know how to like someone.

I don't know how to be gentle, I don't know how to pamper.

Emotional apathy has not been cured yet.

He hadn't had time to be nice to her yet.

However, before he arrived at Xie Yancheng's place, Xie Yancheng called again.

Xie Yancheng said on the phone: "You don't need it."

Qin Yu didn't speak, wearing a Bluetooth headset, stepping on the accelerator and driving through a traffic light intersection.

Xie Yicheng said on the phone: "I think Yin Bao was taken away by the old man." There

was a long silence on the phone.

Xie Yicheng waited for a long, long time before finally hearing Qin Yu's voice.

Qin Yu said: "I know.

His voice was low and hoarse.

The phone hung up.

Qin Yu turned around, hit the steering wheel, and drove to the Qin family's mid-mountain villa.

For some reason, he had a vague hunch.

It seems that if one step too late, he may never see her again.

I don't know why, this feeling is so familiar.

It's like I experienced it a long, long time ago.

This sense of powerlessness and fear of loss.

This inexplicable feeling seemed to have come from the shock in Old Man Qin's eyes. He couldn't tell why, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

And now, that's all the way to it.

But why is this?

The Qin family villa is brightly lit.

Old man Qin Hecheng sat on the sofa with a large box at his feet. The old man was holding a student ID card in his hand, his hand trembling slightly, but he just looked motionless, and there was an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes.

It's already old on the student card, there is a one-inch photo of the girl.

Even if it has been a long, long time, I can still see the girl's beautiful eyebrows, fair cheeks, slightly bent and smiling apricot eyes, and extremely clear eyes.

The name under the student ID card is: Yin Bao.

Old Man Qin looked at this photo for a long time, closed his eyes, and made sure that the eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as the girl he had seen this morning.

He remembered that rainy evening ten years ago.

Qin Yu, his grandson, who was only eighteen years old, held the girl who died in the accident and sat down for a long, long time, no matter how others persuaded him, he was unwilling to let go.

Old Man Qin stood beside him with an umbrella.

Then about a month passed.

Old Man Qin was in the company, and the maid called, saying that Qin Yu hadn't come out of the room all day, and he was very worried, but he couldn't shout "Second Young Master" no matter how he shouted, and the door was locked, so he didn't know what to do.

Old Man Qin was in a meeting, and when he heard this, he suddenly stood up from his seat, and said to the servant on his phone in a hoarse and old voice: "Open the door of his room immediately, and kick it open no matter what!"

Qin Yu took sleeping pills in the room.

When Old Man Qin arrived at the hospital, Qin Yu was still in a coma.

At that time, the young man's face was pale, and he was lying quietly on the hospital bed.

Old Man Qin stood by the bedside, feeling weak.

He remembered his son, his only son, who was only twenty-eight or nineteen years old at the time, had an accident and lay on the hospital bed and never woke up.

Old Man Qin slowly closed his eyes.

The grief in my heart is indescribable.

After Qin Yu woke up, he sent people to guard Qin Yu twenty-four hours a day.

But this was not Qin Yu's last suicide.

Another time, Qin Yu drove to the racing track alone, if it wasn't for the bodyguards who arrived in time, maybe Qin Yu would have crashed himself to death on the corner.

Old Man Qin searched for psychiatrists all over the world, until he later found a Chinese psychiatrist in country M, although he was very young, he claimed to be able to cure Qin Yu's disease.

After talking to Qin Yu, the young psychiatrist said, "I can cure his illness, and with hypnotherapy, I can make him forget everything in the past...... Everything about that girl, but in Qin Yu's psychological aspect, it is possible that he will be relatively indifferent to his emotions and lose some normal people's feelings.

Old Man Qin sat on the sofa in the living room, and his whole person was much older than before, "It's okay, as long as he can live well."  

Mr. Qin: She is mine, and none of you can take it away.