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Chapter 192 The Debt of Life and Life (1)
That's it, it doesn't matter if it's irreversible, it doesn't matter if it's an unforgivable crime, or it doesn't matter if you kill people like hemp, if she wants to be selfish for a while, just be so selfish for a while, let her temporarily forget five years ago, forget about that car accident, that young man .

After a long time, she spoke with a hoarse voice, and asked, "What about you?" After a pause, she asked again, "Zuo Cheng, what should I do with you?"

She could selfishly ignore that car accident, those memories, even that young man who she thought was forever, but she could no longer remain indifferent to this man...

She stretched out her hand, brushed his forehead, his eyebrows, and those eyes that always make people sink, and murmured in a daze: "I hated you for five years, blamed you for five years, and blamed you for five years. I can’t remember how many times I’ve hurt you, what should I do? What do you think I should do? What do you want me to pay back now?”

She used to want to cut off the person who owed nothing to each other, but now she went around for a while, and suddenly found that he was the one she owed the most and owed the most.At the beginning of Jiang Xia's thought, as expected, a retaliation for a retaliation, this man, she always has a hard time keeping track of him.

Jiang Xiachu's hand slowly slid down and landed on Zuocheng's heart: "I even almost killed you."

Suddenly, Zuo Cheng pressed her hand and held it tightly: "Xia Chu, you don't owe me anything, you never owe me." His eyes were still bewitched, with the color and tenderness that made her sink, "I have never been able to get rid of the car accident. If you want to get to the bottom of it, it starts with me. And even five years ago, I made up my mind that I will not allow you to spend your whole life no matter what method is used. You became Ji Qiancheng because I didn't allow you to ruin yourself for Ji Qiancheng, so, at the beginning of Xia, no matter what I did, there was only one purpose, which was to trap you and make you mine , as you said, you have never been able to fight or escape from me, and I have never given you any other choice except to bear and compromise with me, and you have never been wrong." She was stunned, as if pushed down An abyss, but he still didn't let her go, didn't let her breathe, let her hear every word from his lips, and said in his heart, "You don't need to feel guilty about me like this."

Just a few words, after passing through Zuo Cheng's mouth, with his bewitching and gentleness, she was completely defeated. The heavy sense of guilt was like a bursting bubble. She even forgot to catch it and let it go. float away.

Even if the crime is unforgivable, even if she goes to hell, she still has Zuocheng.

Then a cognition suddenly drilled into every nerve of her, and then took root.

Jiang Xia thought at the beginning, she was really poisoned.

"Zuo Cheng, I know that one day you will turn me into someone like you." She smiled wryly, neither happy nor angry, "It's just that I didn't expect it to be so fast."

Zuo Cheng didn't know why, he just looked at her, his eyes were full of her.

So be it, even if you go to hell, he will accompany you.

Stretching out her hand, she hugged Zuo Cheng and went to hell together.

The man hugged her, and Zuo Cheng's attractive voice lingered in his ears: "My early summer."

Zuo Cheng always likes to read like this, my early summer, my early summer... Jiang Xiachu thought, this is fine.

Jiang Xiachu tilted his head, snuggled into Zuocheng's arms, looked at the sky outside the window, there were no stars, and said softly: "Qiancheng, I can only pay back what I owe you in the next life."

"Your next life is mine."

In the ear, the man's voice is domineering.

Jiang Xia smiled at the beginning, the clouds broke and the sun rose, dispelling all the haze.

Jiang Xia thought at the beginning, then let's go to the next life, or the next life.

If Zuocheng was a robbery, Jiang Xiachu felt that she had no choice but to respond to the robbery.

The wind blows, blows the curtains, lifts up a bit of coolness.

Jiang Xiachu said: Wind, please tell that young man: your rapeseed fields, your guitar and your songs, I will try my best to forget, I have left those long-lasting days of holding hands with others, that car accident buried you, There is also a former Jiang Xiachu, if there is reincarnation in the next life, I will engrave your name on the Sansheng Stone, the debt of the lifetime, this is this lifetime, I will pay it back to Zuocheng...

Wind, did that young man hear what she said in her heart.

Closing her eyes, she hugged Zuo Cheng, abandoned her past, and fell into a deep sleep.

After a good night's sleep, the sky cleared up the next day, Jiang Xiachu woke up in a daze, reached out to touch a piece of ice cold, and immediately felt no sleepiness.

It's scary getting used to this stuff.

"The young lady is awake."

Looking up, Zuo Yu's face was slightly pale, and his brows were full of fatigue.

"You worked hard yesterday." Jiang Xiachu apologized.

"Young Madam is fine."

Jiang Xiachu didn't say anything, got up, looked at the side of her body, a piece was sunken, thinking that the man must have hugged her all night without changing his position, so the corners of his mouth twitched.

Zuo Yu chuckled: "Young Madam is in a good mood."

The corners of Jiang Xiachu's mouth froze for a moment, then he stopped laughing and asked, "Where's Zuocheng?"

Jiang Xiachu seldom asked about Zuocheng. Zuo Yu was stunned for a moment, thought for a long time, and hesitated for a long time: "I-cough cough cough." After coughing, he smiled dryly, as if holding back What, whispered back, "Make breakfast for the young lady."

Jiang Xiachu was taken aback for a moment, and the corner of his mouth dimpled for a while.

Zuo Yu looked at the sky outside the window, it was indeed sunny.

When Jiang Xiachu went downstairs, he saw a group of people waiting in the kitchen, except for the old chef who wiped his sweat frequently, everyone was expressionless.

Jiang Xiachu walked over, and a dozen men bowed to her: "Young Madam."

She is still not used to such battles: "Uncle Zhang has returned from his hometown."

Uncle Zhang wiped off his sweat again. He was over 50 years old, his forehead was wrinkled, and he replied: "Young Madam, I miss you. I just came here a few days ago."

"Yes." Jiang Xiachu nodded and entered the kitchen.

"Hey!" Uncle Zhang sighed heavily when he saw the person walking away, thinking that the last time the husband entered the kitchen, he had nothing to do and went back to his hometown, but this time he didn't know...

Eh!This gentleman is getting more and more out of order.

As soon as Jiang Xiachu entered the kitchen, he saw such a scene. The early morning light leaked in from the window and hit the side of the man's face. , a pair of white hands holding the porcelain bowl, the clear fingertips are the same color as that of porcelain, very beautiful.He frowned, pondered, for a moment poured a little of the contents of the bowl into the pot, and after a while, poured a little more, continued to frown, continued to ponder, and poured a little more... Repeatedly, the movements were focused and elegant.

Presumably this man had never cooked before.

Jiang Xiachu couldn't help chuckling.

Zuo Cheng turned his eyes: "When did you come?"

In a pair of eyes, still stained with unfaded heat, a little hazy.Jiang Xiachu suddenly thought of the word "yaoyi", which is appropriate for Zuocheng at this time.

(End of this chapter)