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Chapter 245 Jing Xing's Family

Death has always been a very heavy topic. In Lin Qingyou's 16 years of life, she has come into close contact with it twice, once on her own body, and once on her mother Su Zhiyun's body.

In the second year of junior high school, a sudden illness forced her to say goodbye to school temporarily, and she was trapped in a ward full of disinfectant smell all day long.

The physical pain was second to none. The side effects of the drugs and the persistent mental anxiety and depression were what made her really unbearable. Countless thoughts of wanting to end all this stopped in Su Zhiyun's almost begging eyes.

For her, Su Zhiyun was not only the mother who gave her life, but also the one who pulled her out of the endless falling abyss again.

Lin Qingyou's tone of storytelling was understated, as if it didn't happen to her.

It probably took a long time to disguise the wound as if it looked healed and smooth, but what is really going on inside may only be known to her.

"For more than 300 days and nights, my mother accompanied me to the hospital. At that time, I thought, what if I can't stand up all my life?" Lin Qingyou raised her head slightly, eyes It reveals confusion and nostalgia.

Hearing her talk up to this point, Jing Xing understood why she had such a big resistance when Xiao Nuomi Duanzi had a fever last time when he said he wanted to take her to the hospital.

"When I met Chen Zhou, it was during the time I was in the hospital. My former friends basically stopped contacting me." Lin Qingyou smiled quietly, then looked at him and said, "Perhaps it's because of self-esteem. I’ve seen me in high spirits, so I don’t want them to see me now.”

"After that, my mother fell ill and passed away soon. She couldn't worry about my father, let alone me. Before she passed away, I remember my mother specifically told me not to object to my father's decision to remarry."

Having said that, she lowered her eyes and hooked the corners of her lips in a self-deprecating manner.

"When I was married to Aunt He, my father came to ask me if I could get married. If not, he would live alone for the rest of his life and never look for anyone else. When he got older, he would be alone. Isn't that They are asking me, they are pressing me with words, and I have no way to say anything else."

"It's not that I don't want him to remarry. I just think it's too fast. Ten years of marriage is not worth two months of new love. Why do people change so quickly?"

The light and shadow in Jing Xing's black eyes scattered, seeing that she didn't speak, he couldn't give an answer to this question.

In his 18-year memory, the clips about his parents only accounted for a very small part, let alone the scenes of affection between husband and wife.

Unable to find the answer, Lin Qingyou lowered her head in confusion. The Ferris wheel had just risen to the highest point. She stood in front of the glass cover, with her back to Xiangzhou under her feet, and the bright city lights reflected behind her.

"None of the thousands of lights behind me are waiting for me." She said softly as if talking to herself.

Jing Xing finally understood why when Xiao Nuomi Duanzi occasionally lost his mind, his eyes would be full of unresolved sadness. Compared to never having it before, it is probably more unacceptable to lose it after getting it.

Jing Xing's fingers resting on his knee moved, he squinted his eyes, suddenly leaned forward, grabbed her wrist, and then exerted a little force on his wrist.

Lin Qingyou's body was unstable when he pulled her, and she fell headfirst into his arms, kissing directly on her forehead and his collarbone.

Lin Qingyou let out an ah, and before the hooked ending sound fell completely, Jing Xing's hand reached her waist, pressed against her waistline, and adjusted her posture.

When she pressed his shoulders in a daze and raised her head, she realized that she had already sat on his lap, Jing Xing's hand was still around her waist, her arms were in a protective posture, She hugged her tightly in her arms.

He lowered his eyes and leaned closer, his forehead was against hers, and the tip of his nose was facing hers.

The surrounding night was heavy, Lin Qingyou looked into his late-night eyes, and their breaths were warmly entangled together.

Jing Xing's eyelashes are very long, like two long and narrow brushes, brushing the ends of her eyes again and again.

Lin Qingyou called his name in a low voice, and suddenly she leaned over and hugged him, and buried her head in the crest of his neck, the smell of clean washing powder on him spread out in her breath.

Jing Xing responded to her patiently all the time, he raised his hand to press the back of her head, tilted his head slightly, the corner of his lips touched her long hair, and when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse: "The glutinous rice ball... "

He closed his eyes and tightened his arms around her waist, "I have never liked anyone, and I have never seen love from my parents."

Jing Xing's temper is not innate, his native family has a great influence on him, in his impression, he rarely even saw Wei Shuyu and Jing Zhen, let alone the two of them. The same frame appears on the screen.

Jing Xing's mother, Wei Shuyu, is a typical career-oriented strong woman. Her heart is devoted to the family and the company. In order to expand the new market in the entertainment industry, Mr. Wei took the initiative to marry the Jing family.

After marriage, Wei Shuyu hasn't changed much. Even after having a baby, she still focuses all her energy on the company.

As for Jing Zhen, because of the accidental death of his younger sister, he stubbornly believed that if he didn't put in the energy, he wouldn't be disappointed, so he didn't give any love to his wife, let alone his son.

They were obviously a couple who were supposed to share the wind and rain hand in hand, but under a red marriage certificate, what was concealed were two strangers who didn't know each other well.

Jing Xing grew up in this kind of environment, and he was used to doing everything by himself, so too many people thought he could do it all by himself.

You can live alone, you can live alone, you can completely do not need the care of others.

Even Cheng Xu and the others, when they mentioned him, would subconsciously think that no matter what happened, he could take care of it by himself.

But these people seem to have forgotten that he is also a child's age.

When he was still young, Jing Xing also wondered why other people's children were accompanied by their parents wherever they went, but he couldn't see his parents for 360 days out of 360 days a year silhouettes.

At the beginning, there was still noise and trouble, but after receiving guilty and helpless looks from his grandfather a few times, Jing Xing understood, and calmed down without crying or making trouble, and never asked where his parents were going again. question.

(End of this chapter)