My daughter-in-law is the sweetest in the world

Chapter 300 A Long, Long Time Later
Jiang Feiran said in a muffled voice: "You said you told me when you were 80 years old, I remember, I'm not in a hurry."

Chen Xin was dumbfounded.

The two fell silent again.

After a while, Chen Xin said: "I won't tell my secret, I will tell you a story."

Jiang Feiran asked vigilantly: "After the story is told, will there be a secret to tell me at the age of 80?"

Chen Xin: "...."

"I'm telling stories, not secrets," she said. "I'll tell you my secrets when you're 80."

Jiang Feiran was relieved: "Then tell me."

He said he wanted to tell a story, but Chen Xin didn't know where to start.

She thought for a while and said, "A long, long time later, a little girl named Cindy was born. Cindy is her English name. After a long, long time, people like to give children English names."

From the words "a long, long time later", Jiang Feiran fell silent.

Generally, storytelling begins with "a long, long time ago", but Chen Xin's story uses "later".

He combined the inexplicable conversations he had heard before with the sentence "a long, long time later", and found that the time seemed to make sense.

He didn't speak, just quietly listening to the story Chen Xin told.

Chen Xin continued: "Cindy's academic performance was good since she was a child. When she grew up, she was admitted to medical school, became a doctor, and found a boyfriend."

Speaking of this, she felt the hand that pinched her arm tightened suddenly.

Chen Xin paused, then continued: "However, her boyfriend has someone else he likes. She is an elderly woman, much older than Cindy and her boyfriend. Coincidentally, this An older woman actually had the same name and surname as one of our classmates. Later, not long after we got married, Cindy was killed by her new husband. The way of killing was very particular, and it was done in a way that is not easy to see the flaws. Yes. The police probably didn’t find out, and the murderer later committed suicide in front of Cindy’s grave. The story is over.”

Jiang Feiran was taken aback when he heard mixed feelings: "That's the end of the story."

"It's over."

"What about the person with the same name and surname as me?"

Chen Xin said: "That's another story. Unfortunately, I know as much about this story as you do. However, I don't think Cindy's death has anything to do with the person with the same name as you, just like I don't think Zhang Xuemei's death has anything to do with me either. Only those who dare not take responsibility will push the responsibility on others."

Jiang Feiran pursed his lips.

Combining the story told by Chen Xin with her dialogue with "Qi Shu" and his previous doubts about Chen Xin's identity, it is not difficult for him to connect the cause and effect to form a relatively complete story.

However, in this story, he exists like a fool.

"I won't harm you." Jiang Feiran said in a muffled voice.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Chen Xin asked.

Jiang Feiran was still immersed in the story of him being a fool, and almost forgot that he was still pretending to have a stomachache, and after a pause, he said, "It hurts."

"Just say a few words less when it hurts." Chen Xin said lightly.

Jiang Feiran hesitated for a moment, then said: "You told me a story just now, and I will tell you a secret in exchange."

Chen Xin asked without thinking: "Is it the secret you told me last time by the river?"

Jiang Feiran dejectedly said: "That secret is no longer a secret, haven't you already heard it?"

(End of this chapter)