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Chapter 28 The Root of Hate
As soon as you close your eyes, you will die. Guan Ai always believes in her wise words: I would rather explode in a sober state than perish in a daze.

Quickly followed, Guan Ai and Jiang Xiachu walked shoulder to shoulder, she shouted loudly: "Xiachu."

This sound is like an ant, slowly crawling in people's hearts, itchy!Facts have proved that Guan Ai has no talent for acting like a baby.

"En." Jiang Xiachu responded with a voice like a gnat.

This response is like a dish without salt, light!Facts have proved that Jiang Xiachu is completely immune to someone acting like a baby.

The Huairou policy failed, Guan Ai summed up her experience, she is still suitable for going straight, and Jiang Xiachu is still immune to stalking.Guan Ai had a plan in mind, and stopped being vague: "Xia Chu, why are you so persistent? This is a very good opportunity, and if you sue, it will have a great impact on you in the future." Guan Ai paused , concluded, "It's the first time I've seen you with unknown public and private affairs."

Three years together, Guan Ai has never understood Jiang Xiachu, just like a book, you will never know what the next page is until you open it, but Jiang Xiachu sticks to his page number.

"Unclear?" Jiang Xiachu seemed to slow down, "I'm just tired and want to rest for a while."

Unclear public and private matters...Jiang Xiachu thought it was ridiculous, did she still have private affairs with Zuo Cheng?
Seeing Jiang Xiachu's downplaying and indifferent appearance, Guan Ai was a little bit ironclad: "If there is a lawsuit, not only will I have to rest for a while, maybe I will change my career."

Guan Ai really doesn't know what Jiang Xiachu thinks, such a clear interest relationship, one end is heaven, the other end is hell, but Jiang Xiachu sticks to the other end of hell.If he is really sued in court, Jiang Xiachu's future will be difficult.

Jiang Xiachu turned around and smiled lightly, but a little far-fetched: "I know, don't worry."

Guan Ai was filled with hatred: "It's you who should be worried." His face darkened, and he cautiously probed, "Is it because of Zuocheng?"

"You can see it." Jiang Xiachu remained indifferent.

Blind people can see it, okay?What's more, I have a pair of big phoenix eyes.Guan Ai was even more sure that Jiang Xiachu was slow, she plagiarized Zuo Cheng's words, and added a sighing tone, which became her Guan Ai tone: "The eyes can't be faked, just like Guan Yu and I look alike, those eyes It's also different."

Although Guan Ai is usually careless, she still has strong observation skills, especially for Jiang Xiachu, who she even listed as a key research object.After observing for a long time, Guan Ai concluded: When Jiang Xiachu was not happy or angry, one word, calm.When Jiang Xia was angry at the beginning, one word, cold.When Jiang Xia was happy at the beginning, such a situation has not yet occurred.Anyone with normal eyes can see that after the rain just now, Jiang Xiachu was like frozen ice for a long time, what a cold word!
Guan Ai didn't force her to ask, but a pair of big phoenix eyes stared at Jiang Xiachu intentionally or unintentionally, as if she wanted to find out some clues.

Jiang Xiachu didn't say a word for a long time, turned the corner, the weather in May was slightly hot, the crowds in the park were sparse, she sat on the wooden chair outside the wooden fence, there was a scalding temperature, Guan Ai also sat down, frowning Start: It's hot!
"It's been a long time." The voice seemed to have drifted far away, but there was no wind, Jiang Xiachu ignored the sadness, his face was numb, "But I still haven't forgotten."

Jiang Xiachu, a girl like the tung flower, the flower language of the tung flower is a touch of sadness, Guan Ai thinks, Jiang Xiachu must have her story, a very sad story, a story that she wants to tell but can't say, but Guan Ai does I want to know, I really want to, the first time is not from the perspective of gossip, she just wants to really enter Jiang Xiachu's real world, get along with her for three years, Guan Ai knows, she has never really been close to Jiang Xiachu, maybe except Qi Yichen Besides, Jiang Xiachu was on guard against everyone.

Jiang Xiachu raised her head slightly, looking at the unknown distance, while Guan Ai looked at her side face, feeling as if it was covered with something, and she couldn't see it clearly.Unknowingly, she seems to have merged into the sad season of tung flowers, speaking with a touch of sadness: "At the beginning of Xia Xia, you are very tired, right? Don't hide your story."

Don't hide it... Whether it's the story or you, just let go when you're tired, don't hold on to those page numbers, Jiang Xiachu's book should be finished.

The dark clouds in the distant sky were reflected in his eyes, Jiang Xiachu's eyes were very dark: "I thought I would never mention it in this life, but when Zuo Cheng appeared, everything was messed up."

Everything is in chaos, Jiang Xiachu is in chaos, the peace is no longer...

Before the story even started, it was covered with a layer of gloom, dense, blocking the air and making it difficult to breathe.

Jiang Xiachu breathed very lightly, just like her voice, she told her own story in her own world, but did not integrate her own emotions, just like those far away stories were just retelling: "11 years old, innocent and innocent As for my age, it seems that it has slowly changed since that year, because I met a person." The last sentence was as pale as green smoke, "He has a pair of beautiful hands."

At the age of 11, Jiang Xiachu met Zuo Cheng. On a snowy day, she saw the most beautiful pair of hands, stained with blood, for the first time.Since then, her world has been frozen.

The fragments of memory seem to be pieced together, bit by bit clear, rushing through Jiang Xiachu's mind like a rampage, she felt painful: "There was a girl, when she was nine years old, the memories of her parents were limited to two pictures of martyrs. Photo."

Father, mother, such unfamiliar terms, Jiang Xiachu no longer remembers them.

Three years later, Guan Ai knew for the first time that Jiang Xiachu's parents were policemen and martyrs, but she was an orphan.She once joked to Jiang Xiachu: You jumped out of the cracks in the rocks, so cold and hard... So she didn't jump out of the cracks in the rocks...

Jiang Xiachu was so numb and expressionless, as if she had never experienced it before: "She has a sister who is six years older than her, and she was fostered at the home of her father's comrade-in-arms." When Jiang Xiachu mentioned her sister, there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Very light very light.

Her older sister has a nice name, Shen Xia...

I still vaguely remember that there was a very beautiful woman hugging the girl and saying, "Deep summer was born in late summer, we were born in early summer and early winter...

The girl asked ignorantly: Why isn't it called Chudong?

Because Xia Chu and Shen Xia are like sisters.

That woman is very beautiful and has the most beautiful title in the world, mother...but Jiang Xiachu doesn't remember her appearance.

"And then?" Although she spoke in such a calm manner, Guan Ai seemed to have entered the story, drawing out her circling worries.

"Then?" Jiang Xiachu looked into the distance, in the direction of the sky, where the person she loved the most lived, with a lingering nostalgia in her eyes, "It was a very warm home, she forgot the sadness, forgot that she was The lonely one. She's grateful to have met a boy she'll love for many, many years."

(End of this chapter)