rose in his heart

Chapter 65

Xing Zhu didn't contact him after Chu Jin said that he would cut off contact with her in the future.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

On a certain day within this week, the police station asked her to make a record and an injury test. It seemed that Zhang Kai was about to be sentenced.

But he was not as honest as Chu Jin said, and he finally filed an appeal.

Xing Zhu knew a very powerful lawyer. When she was about to contact the lawyer, a notice came from the police station, saying that someone would help her take over everything.

This person, don't even know who it is.

As if out of some kind of unwillingness to admit defeat, Xing Zhu didn't ask everything because of this matter.

She just clicked on his WeChat when she was bored at night, and then clicked on his circle of friends, and saw the three-day visible logo.

So he didn't delete her.

Wechat is not deleted, it is still disconnected.

At this moment, Xing Zhu really didn't realize that the reason why she treated Chu Jin relatively coldly after he broke up with him was because she was still in the highest position in this relationship.

After all, this is a relationship in which she gave almost nothing, but got the opposite result.

Xing Zhu put down his phone, took the medicine, and barely fell asleep until three o'clock in the morning.

The next day, she tackled modifying the characteristics of her characters.

On the third day, the revision progressed very quickly, and Xing Zhu only had the persistence of last night's matter in his mind.

On the fourth day, the fifth day, and the sixth day, the revision was over, and the instructor praised him for his high comprehension, and said that he only needed to do a little more refinement.

On the seventh day, Xingzhu felt relieved, and the pleasure of being finished with the character filled her mind, dopamine was boiling, and she felt a rare sense of fulfillment.

On the eighth day, the high mood fell into a calm trough, and Xing Zhu turned off the computer and began to sell short.

Let go.

She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the night, the strange street lights and the monster-like tall buildings in the distance, in a trance.

No one called her, Xing Zhu was a little tired from standing, so he turned around and went to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, she nestled in the cold but comfortable bed again.

He took out his mobile phone, Xing Zhu opened WeChat.

Although no news is coming.

A figure appeared vaguely in her mind, but soon disappeared.

On the ninth day, Xing Zhu settled everything and started a live broadcast.The audience is used to Xingzhu's live broadcast time is not fixed, after all, they are all free prostitutes, and they have no right to let people come to work every day.

Therefore, the process of Xingzhu's live broadcast was very smooth.The only thing that didn't go well was that when she downloaded the broadcast, she found that Henry, the veteran of the live broadcast room, hadn't been online for a long time.

He hasn't been online since she replied to him last time.It has been almost 20 days now.

Although we haven't met, we haven't talked much.But just like losing an old friend, she also felt that she lost interest in the live broadcast.

The attendees are set to leave, and one session of one prayer.

On the road of life, no one can participate in your complete life.It is normal to lose after meeting at a certain stage.

Such a boring but peaceful day lasted for another day or two. Xing Zhu received a call that woke her up early in the morning.

The voice on the other end of the phone was familiar.

Gao Wen, "Zhuzhu, today is the Double Ninth Festival, you need to clean up, you are going to pay respects to grandpa."

Xing Zhu was half asleep and half awake, and what Gao Wen said made her instantly sober.

She glanced at the calendar on the bedside, and found that she hadn't turned the pages for several days... The days were so blurred to the extreme.

Xing Zhu turned over from the bed, his voice was a little hoarse, "I see, should I go alone or with you?"

Gao Wen was silent for a few seconds and then said, "Anyway, you know the address, you can go alone, I know, you don't really want to go with us. After you go, you will go to worship with your father, and I will be with your sister Wait outside."

Gawain's voice was very calm.

But that doesn't mean she's at peace.

She has been in the door for so many years, and she has to wait outside the door to worship the ancestors. Of course, she feels uncomfortable.

But whoever makes the Xing family move forward can be regarded as a high-ranking family. These rules have been engraved in Xing Qin's mind.Even if Gao Wen and Tang Shuang expressed their displeasure, Xing Qin would only be annoyed at their ignorance.

Xing Zhu hung up the phone.

She found a monochromatic and solemn dress from the closet, and after washing, she tied her black hair into a hairpin, simply put on a plain lipstick to enhance her color, and then she went out.

It was still early, and most of the commuters hadn't left their homes yet. Xingzhu's trip went smoothly, and he bought some things for ancestor worship along the way.

We soon reached the foot of the mountain.

The ancestral grave of the Xing family was opened on the mountain, and Xing Zhu parked the car below, and went up the stairs with his things.

Not too high, only rank 99.

Xing Zhu met many distant relatives on the way up, because they were distant relatives, so he didn't need to say anything, just nodded.

Soon after arriving at the place, she saw Xingqin's family standing outside the ancestral temple and waiting from a distance.

She walked over, Gao Wen wanted to take what was in her hand, but Xing Zhu avoided it without a trace.

"No, thanks."

Gao Wen didn't speak, and took a step back timidly.

Tang Shuang still looked like someone else owed her millions, probably because she recovered from being stunned by Xing Zhu last time.

She straightened Xing Qin's shirt as if showing off, "Dad, let me tidy up your clothes for you."

She imagined it beautifully, thinking that there would be a big drama about father's kindness and son's filial piety, and then Xing Zhu would be sour.

But today, those who worship ancestors and Xingqin also have their own fathers.He couldn't be happy, and he didn't want to care about his clothes.

Xing Qin patted Tang Shuang's hand away without a trace, without saying a word to her.

He looked at the thing in Xing Zhu's hand, recognized what it was, and asked, "Is there any favorite of your grandfather during his lifetime?"

"Chess? I bought it."

It's not real chess, it's burned for the dead.

She was not in the country in previous years, and this is the first time she paid homage to her grandfather in the past few years. How could she forget to bring a piece of paper chess.

Xing Qin looked at her and let out a long breath.

"You are his great granddaughter."

Xing Zhu didn't look at him, and walked in with his things.

Xing Qin followed closely behind, and other members of the Xing family walked in one after another.

Kongliu Gao Wen and Tang Shuang stood outside, embarrassed and unnecessary.

Tang Shuang tried to say something to express her inner anger.

"Why don't you let us in? Obviously we and Dad are a family, Xing Zhu—"

As soon as the words came out, Gao Wen directly covered his mouth.

Gao Wen, "Where is this place where you dare to speak up? Do you still want your father to give you the company's shares!"

(End of this chapter)