Learn the gods, do you set up cp?

Chapter 114 Diana
Qin Jing put the ring back on her hand.

Painful memories revealed little by little in the heavy rain.

From his memory,
Faced with endless quarrels between parents, but no one is willing to divorce.

Finally one day, during a quarrel.

Wu Yue slapped Qin Lixing's face with a slap,

"You always say you're acting on the spot, how long will your play last?"

And Qin Lixing sarcastically said,
"Aren't you the one who likes to act on the spot? How many men have you intersected in the scenes you acted? Do I need to say more?"

Wu Yue got angry, after talking about the divorce.

Qin Jing watched Qin Lixing walk out angrily.

He just stood by the door without looking at him.

As if he didn't exist.

Wu Yue also picked up her bag and wanted to leave.

Qin Jing ran forward and hugged Wu Yue's arm.

He seldom lied, but at this moment, he felt endless fear, for fear that his mother would walk away too,

"Mom, didn't you say that you would accompany me to see the art exhibition when you have time?"

He gently shook Wu Yue's arm, almost begging,

"How about today?"

Wu Yue knelt down, as if she wanted to reject him, but she didn't expect that when she knelt down, she would see her son's red eyes, with tears in his eyes, looking at her with no sense of security.

He heard it all.

What Wu Yue wanted to say suddenly stopped.

She stroked Qin Jing's head, tried her best to suppress the tears in her eyes,

"Okay, mom will take you there."

Trying to pretend nothing happened.

Afraid that he would feel abandoned.

Qin Jing wanted to sit with Wu Yue, but was led by Wu Yue's assistant and sat in the car behind.

The assistant sister explained again and again,

"Xiao Jing, some uncles and aunts follow mom, it's not convenient for mom to take a car with you, do you understand?"

Like a little adult, Qin Jing swallowed his sobs and fear, but tightly grasped the hem of his clothes, repeatedly enjoining,

"You must follow mom closely."

Don't let mom leave.

He was afraid that if his mother left, she would not come back for a long time like before.

The sister assistant seemed to understand what the child was thinking, and patted his head comfortingly,
"Of course, mom will always be with Xiao Jing, and Xiao Jing will trust her, right?"

Qin Jing pursed her lips and nodded.

A small face was already pale.

In fact, that art exhibition is not today at all.

But he was afraid that his mother would leave.

He lied.

Seeing his mother's car not far ahead, not leaving while he was not paying attention, Qin Jing's tightly clenched little hands finally loosened slightly.

A car suddenly passed from behind, blocking his view of his mother.

He heard his mother's agent complain,
"What happened, why did it come again?"

"If you do that again, you're going to call the police."

"Those paparazzi dare to do anything with money, this is the highway."

"Some fans, too, can't tell the difference between reality and drama, they are all crazy."

He saw a hand sticking out of the window of the car ahead of him, holding what looked like a rock.

He slammed forward violently.

Didn't hit mom's car.

But the stone smashed the bridge frame of the viaduct, which had been in disrepair for a long time.

Insert it between the gap between the railing and the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he heard sharp brakes, his mother's car deviated from the course uncontrollably, a tire exploded, and there was a muffled sound.

He saw that his mother's silver-white car broke through the railing and flew down.

The assistant and manager were breathless, followed by the screams of passers-by.

Qin Jing didn't react when he saw it, but just watched the car fly off the bridge in a daze.

Until he realized that it was his mother's car.

Qin Jing felt cold all over, and the whole world turned upside down like sea water.

The sharp sirens and loud discussions turned into noisy tinnitus, which rang straight in his ears.

Almost pierced the eardrum.

In front of his eyes, there were countless people running around, but he couldn't see any of them clearly.

The manager pinched the collar of the perpetrator, his eyes were bloodshot, and he even seemed to want to kill the perpetrator on the spot.

The police swarmed up to stop it.

The crowd is noisy.

A person was lifted out of the salvaged vehicle.

Qin Jing saw a blinding white and slowly covered his familiar face.

Qin Jing's heartbeat seemed to stop suddenly, his blood flowed backwards, and his whole body was icy cold.

The assistant hugged Qin Jing tightly, sobbing uncontrollably, covering his eyes.

Until the assistant forced him to send him home, his whole body was cold and his hands and feet were weak.

Qin Lixing slapped down and reprimanded furiously,

"There is no art exhibition there at all, Qin Jing, why are you lying!"

The young Qin Jing fell to the ground by this slap.

Facing the cold question, the young Qin Jing was unable to answer.

He couldn't help but burst into tears,

There is no art exhibition there at all.

He was the one who lied to mom.

From then on, he remembered day and night that he was the one who lied to his mother.

Mom wouldn't have died if he hadn't suddenly told that lie.

If he hadn't asked his mother to take him out, his mother wouldn't have been followed by those people.

It was he who killed my mother.

He didn't want his mother to leave.

But he made mom never come back.

From that day on, he didn't dare to see the light, he would be frightened when he saw the wide river, and his ears would ring when he heard the whistle.

Lock yourself in the house, don't see anyone, don't care about anyone.

The only ones who came to see him were his mother's assistant and agent.

But later, the assistant sister gradually stopped coming.

Only the agent's aunt still visits him from time to time.

Until the summer vacation of the first year of high school,
He saw again the assistant sister who was crying at the scene of the accident and covered his eyes with her trembling hands.

In his heart, he was always kind and kind.

He was hugged by his father and brought to him.

Qin Lixing seemed to have no memory of what happened before, and even smiled and asked him to call someone,

"Qin Jing, this is your Aunt Zhang Ju."

Qin Jing was like five thunderclaps.

On the same day, Zhang Jue had to move in.

Qin Jing threw all her things out, his eyes were about to burst with anger, and he pointed at the door to tell her to get out.

But Zhang Ju was pretending to be hypocritical, his young face was full of sophistication and ambition,
"Xiao Jing, I'm sister Wu, your mother's good friend, don't you remember me?"

Qin Jinghong looked at her intently, but the violent aura around the young man was so gloomy that it seemed capable of killing people.

Of course he remembers.

I remember that every time she came back, she pretended to bump into his father casually.

But he didn't notice her bad intentions,
He even asked Zhang Ju to visit him often and tell him more about his mother's life.

Zhang Yu also agreed very kindly.

Because of his mother's old love, he has always respected Zhang Ju, even though Zhang Ju is only ten years older than him, Qin Jing always regards her as an elder, when Zhang Ju intentionally or unintentionally expressed that it is difficult to find a job, Qin Jing also asked her Dad, he helped arrange work for Zhang Jin.

Relying on his outstanding appearance, Zhang Yu signed to Endless, and became a popular artist who is endlessly praised.

But unexpectedly, under such a kind and friendly skin, there is an unspeakable wolf ambition hidden.

He has lured wolves into the house.

If my mother knew, she would be furious.

But at that time, Qin Jing, who was still young, only knew violence and coercion. He picked up the fruit knife on the table and pressed it against his neck. His eyes were bloodthirsty, threatening Zhang Yu.

"If you want to marry my father, either I die or you die. I will absolutely not allow my mother's position to be taken by others."

The blade cut through the thin skin on the neck, drawing blood.

Zhang Jue laughed,
"Xiao Jing, think about it carefully. If you die, you will make way for the little brother in my stomach."

She stood on the spiral staircase and said with a smile,
"Do you think that if you are going to die, I will stop you?"

She snorted lightly,
"Now, your mother's place is mine."

"The title of actress, fans, your father, and this family are all mine."

"If you die, you will really give me everything."

Zhang Ju still has that young face, once kind and gentle, but now it is full of viciousness.

Qin Jing took two steps back,
The fruit knife fell to the ground.

He braved the heavy rain and ran to his mother's grave.

Looking at the photo of still Qiaoxiaoqianxi.

Qin Jing leaned on the tombstone, as if leaning against her mother's arms when she was a child, crying softly like a child, but there was only boundless powerlessness.

Because of him, my mother died,
Because of him, he led the wolf into the house,

The mother's place is occupied by the dove and the magpie's nest.

If my mother was alive, she would never forgive him.

His presence, his behavior, always seemed so malicious and out of place.

But he really just wanted to keep his mother,

Why is this happening?

And now, he just wanted to keep Qiqi, why couldn't he?

Qin Jing's tender hand was trembling slightly.

Qingjun's face is pale, his lips are almost colorless,

"Qiqi, I'm sorry."

"But can you give me another chance?"

His whole body was breathless, but he was earnestly unwilling to give up.

smiling softly,

"What's wrong with you, why did you say that suddenly?"

Qin Jing pulled her into his arms, staggered her into his arms, and tightly wrapped her arms around her.

It's like if you don't hug her at this moment, you won't have another chance.

Gentleness seems to have heard the choking in his hoarseness with hindsight,

She froze, looking up at him with her slender neck up.

Qin Jing's twinkling peach blossom eyes were fixedly looking at her at this moment, but the light was more clear than usual.

The wound and pale complexion did not compromise his outstanding appearance, on the contrary, it seemed that there was fragility and helplessness between indifference and alienation.

Only for her helplessness.

You Tan coughed behind his back.

Rourou hurriedly pushed Qin Jing away,

"Mother."

Qin Jing was tall, and You Tan had to look up when he looked at him, which seemed to be lacking in majesty.

Qin Jing turned around and looked at You Tan,

"Auntie."

Although he is tall and burly, he looks like a child who has done something wrong in front of her.

You Tan cleared his throat,
"It's all here, why are you still standing at the door?"

You Tan walked in the door first, then looked back at Qin Jing,
"Stop standing there, come in."

Qin Jing was taken aback.

Gently took his hand and shook it gently,

"Mom told us to go in."

Qin Jing's legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he needed extra strength to lift his steps.

Hold the gentle hand but tighten it.

You Tan took a set of clothes and handed them to Qin Jing, asking him to change the wet clothes,

"Go change it, don't get sick."

You Tan's tone was neither serious nor weak, but Qin Jing's movement of taking the clothes was very heavy.

He changed his clothes, and when he came out, he saw Wen Rou sitting on the carpet eating a thousand-layer cake, while You Tan was knitting a sweater beside him.

Not knowing what to say, You Tan had a faint smile on his face.

Qin Jing stepped forward and called softly,
"Auntie."

You Tan raised his head to look at him, froze for a moment, then turned and said softly,

"I just said, your father's clothes are too short for him, and these pants are all too short."

The movements of her hands didn't stop, she was still knitting the sweater, circling the thread and threading the needle.

Gently tugged at the hem of his clothes,

"sit down."

Qin Jing sat next to Wenrou, Wenrou took a small piece of cake with a fork, stretched it out to him, and said with a smile,
"Eat or not."

You Tan coughed lightly.

Rourou realized something, withdrew her hand, and tried her best to find a way back,

"Mom, you eat."

You Tan didn't lift his head,

"I do not want."

She finished the last line of wool, and finally looked at Qin Jing.

Realizing that Qin Jing was still taller than her when sitting, You Tan pointed to the seat next to Wen Rou,

"You sit next to Gentleness."

Qin Jing obediently sat next to Wen Rou, both of them sat on the fluffy carpet, a bit shorter than You Tan who was sitting on the sofa.

You Tan finally started to lecture,

"Qin Jing, I heard that you are some kind of mathematician, and you studied that—"

You Tan couldn't remember the proper noun.

Gently reminding me softly,

"Mom, it's Zhou's conjecture."

Qin Jing explained,
"It hasn't been formally compiled yet, and the research is very shallow. It just happened to prove this conjecture, so I can't be called a mathematician."

Despite all the reports, according to his achievements, he is said to be a young mathematician.

He also deserves to be called that.

Qin Jing was as humble as ever.

You Qin recalled carefully,
"I remember that you have another project to win the Provincial Science and Technology Award this year, don't you?"

Qin Jing nodded,

"But the content has signed a non-disclosure agreement, so we can't say it."

You Qin applauded,
"Our family doesn't do these things. It doesn't matter if we have a scientist. In the future, the family style will at least be the same. It will be easier to educate the next generation."

Gentle sorry,
"Mom, it's still early."

You Qin interrupted her,
"I didn't ask you, just keep your mouth shut."

You Qin looked at Qin Jing,

"When do you plan to get the certificate with Wen Rou?"

Qin Jing was startled.

Gently tugged at the hem of his clothes,

"Didn't you still talk about it yesterday? Mom asked you."

Qin Jing suddenly realized what You Tan meant by asking this question,
When will you be married.

He tensed his back and said softly,
"Once you reach the legal age, you will receive it."

The sudden smile couldn't be suppressed and filled the corners of his eyes.

You Qin said calmly,
"understood."

"That's what your father said."

She lowered her head and folded the scarf, trimmed the corners, and folded the scarf neatly.

He got up and found a paper bag, put the scarf he just finished knitting in it, and handed it to Qin Jing.

Qin Jing didn't reach out to take it.

Remind him softly,

"Come here."

Why is it like a log today.

Qin Jing took it in a daze.

You Qin looked at him,
"Move the gentle things here tomorrow, and move back the ones who live in the past. You are not allowed to violate the rules before marriage. Do you hear me?"

Qin Jing realized later, and said carefully,

"So do you agree with me and Wenrou?"

You Tan didn't answer, turned around and entered the room.

Rourou knew that her mother had to deal with work.

She tugged Qin Jing's clothes,

"What's the matter with you? Mom never objected."

Qin Jing hesitated for a moment, then suddenly smiled happily, turned around and hugged her.

You Tan seemed to have an eye through the door, and coughed again inside.

Rourou immediately pushed Qin Jing away reflexively,

"I'll take you down."

Qin Jing was led downstairs by her, everything was still so unreal.

Wen Rou waved to him at the door, smiled and said,
"See you at school tomorrow."

Like a middle school student who made an appointment to go to and from school.

After saying goodbye, Gentle ran upstairs again.

Holding the bag, Qin Jing still felt that everything was unreal.

It's like a dream that's too good to be true.

Until I got home, opened the bag, and took out the scarf.

He suddenly had a sense of reality.

The familiar patterns and techniques are the scarf Wenrou often wore last winter.

It's just that the gentle one is white, and his one is gray.

Qin Jing held the scarf, but couldn't help feeling warm in his heart,

Winter is coming soon.

But this winter, he finally won't be alone anymore.

When You Tan finished writing an official document and got up to fill the water, he saw Wen Rou leaning on the sofa and falling asleep.

There is still a book in front of him.

You Tan walked lightly, but when he approached Wen Rou, he saw the diamond ring on her ring finger.

You Tan sat down slowly, held his tender hand and looked at the familiar pink diamond.

Diana.

A type of pink rose.

She remembered that Wu Yue had also photographed such a pink diamond, which was crystal clear and had a natural cuboid shape.

At that time, You Tan was still laughing at Wu Yue,

Why do women buy diamonds for themselves?

Wu Yue snorted lightly,
"I'm going to buy it for my future daughter-in-law. What do you know?"

You Tan carefully looked at the diamond ring in Wen Rou's hand.

Ambilight, the color is almost exactly the same as the Diana I saw back then.

It's just that the shape has been cut and become more flawless.

This pink diamond was sold for a sky-high price of 15 million [-] years ago.

You Tan still remembers to this day, Wu Yue's determination to win every time she stepped up.

You Tan thought that after Wu Yue passed away, this pink diamond would fall into Qin Lixing's hands and be used to coax his canary.

But he didn't expect that Qin Jing protected his mother's things, followed his mother's wishes, and sent them to his fiancée.

You Tan couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

After a while, You Tan woke up Wenrou softly, and Wenrou opened his eyes only to find that he had fallen asleep in the living room.

You Tan didn't change his face, picked up the water glass,
"Ask Xiaoqin to have dinner tonight."

Gentle and puzzled,

"But Mom, you just let him go back."

You Qin took out his mobile phone, and didn't comment,

"Push Xiaoqin's WeChat to me."

Gentle did as she said.

When Qin Jing was packing things for Wen Rou,
I received two messages, one was Wen Rou asking him to come to my house for dinner.

One is friend verification.

Gentle also reminded him,

"I pushed your WeChat to my mother, remember to pass it."

Qin Jing passed the verification of his friends.

You Qin opened Qin Jing's circle of friends, the first item was a plate of biscuits.

Plain and simple, no selling point,
I don't know what to bask in,

There is also a line of words,

"Two hundred grams of low-gluten flour, two sixty grams of eggs, twenty grams of condensed milk, eighty grams of powdered sugar, and 150 grams of butter."

Look at that mediocre little biscuit.

You Tan couldn't hold back and left a message,

"Too much sugar"

Gentleness returned to her quickly,
"Good mother."

You Tan: "?"

　Tomorrow, let Qin Jing show everyone a silly son-in-law coming to your door
　　
　
(End of this chapter)