Marriage with one pet: copy the chief adult

Chapter 273 You Shouldn't Come Here

The next morning, Jian Xi woke up just after dawn. She almost opened her eyes suddenly because she was awakened by a nightmare, staring at the white ceiling in a daze, her back was covered with hot sweat, and her chest was heaving heavily.

The air conditioner in the room was still on, but she felt hot and dry, and the sticky feeling made her frown.

But she didn't sit up right away, but stretched her hands to her side anxiously - not only was it empty, but even the sheets and pillows were cold, unless he got up in the middle of the night, or he didn't lie down at all Pass.

Jian Xi finally had the courage to turn her head and look to her side. There was no dent on the empty pillow. She closed her eyes and put her head on his pillow. A scent of fragrance immediately filled her nostrils, but she couldn't feel at ease about it.

Why didn't you come back?Did you go out again last night?What happened to him yesterday?Will it be the same today?Can you tell me a specific time?She means how long is he going to continue like this?Are you really going to tell her why?
She had a hundred questions she wanted to ask him, but she couldn't say a single word, and even if she wanted to, now was not the time.

Forget it, anyway, when people are always depressed, girls can have big aunts, why can't men have big uncles?She just comforted herself like this, there was nothing else she could do.

In short, she can only wait, when he recovers, hugs her again, and tells her what made him so indifferent.

Better to let her wait until that day.

Although it was a coincidence that Jian Xi woke up so early, she was not surprised. She had already planned to get up early, and she had more important things to do than stay in bed.

Get out of bed to wash, Jian Xi took a shower, walked out of the bathroom refreshed, and went into the dressing room. She chose a black knee-length dress, which didn't have too many fancy decorations except for the bow on the chest. It looked dignified and elegant. rigorous.

She changed into a skirt and paired it with a pair of black round-toed block-heeled high-heeled shoes, with low heels to show respect.

Walking out of the dressing room, she sat in front of the dresser to dry her hair, being careful not to let the water drip on her collar.She tied up her long hair in a simple bun without too many hair accessories, and even the hair band was black.

Originally, she didn't plan to put on makeup, but her complexion was too ugly, her lips were pale, and after hesitating, Jian Xi picked up a dark-colored lipstick.

She is careful about everything, not daring to be sloppy, like a person about to go to the guillotine, she is performing a solemn ceremony to wash away her sins.

But in fact it didn't, Jian Xi just wanted to visit the tomb, even though Qingming had passed for a long time.

After she separated from Xue Qi in the hospital that day, she left his phone number, and she called him that night. It was not a very important matter, it was purely to satisfy her personal curiosity--she was So to speak.

"Well, when did my mother die? I mean when did she die? Where was she buried? And why did she die? I'm just asking, if you don't want to answer because you are sad, Then I won't force it." She asked cautiously and sincerely.

Xue Qi had no reason not to tell her. Although he was sad, he told her without reservation, "Probably not long after you were born, your mother had a car accident, and the culprit has not been found until now. After that, I will bring you back Let’s not talk about it, her death day is the day after tomorrow, at the central cemetery.”

In fact, she still has a lot of questions she wants to ask him, such as why is there a Mrs. Xue by his side?I heard that he and Mrs. Xue have been married for more than twenty years, that is to say, Xue Qi remarried when she was still a baby.

Why did they treat her as dead after she had a car accident?
There are still a lot of mysteries to be solved, and Jian Xi wants to know, but she also knows that she can't explain clearly right now, so she hastily hung up the phone. This happened two days ago.

And now, today is the anniversary of my mother's death.

"I haven't met you, so I'm not very sad. This is also human nature, you won't be angry." Jian Xi muttered, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, for fear that she was not serious enough and offended her. The mother who has not met is angry.

She paused, and then said to herself, "I wanted Chi Yichen to accompany me, who knows he's not free, but it's not a big deal, I can't cry to a stranger either."

After being so comforted, Jian Xi finally mustered up the courage to get up and leave the room.

She stopped a taxi on the side of the road and told the driver to drive to the downtown area first. She went to the morning market to buy some tributes and a bouquet of flowers, and then went to the central cemetery.

Then he took out his mobile phone and called the boss. He was on the afternoon shift, and he seemed to have not woken up yet, so he was woken up.

"Boss, I want to ask for leave, just for an hour." Jianxi didn't raise her voice, but what she said had already made the boss raise her voice, "I want to ask for leave again? Where are you going to play wild again? Give me the credit and you'll startle me--"

"Nimma, I'm going to sweep the grave and meet my mother for a while."

After a while, the boss responded weakly, "Okay, be careful on the road. If you can't get back within an hour, two hours is fine. I'll help you sign in here."

"Thank you." Jian Xi hung up the phone, she remained expressionless, not pretending to mourn, but really unable to laugh.

This heavy heart overwhelmed her rationality a little bit, and she felt that she was about to cry before she reached her destination.

But the boss on the other end of the phone was still a little puzzled. He scratched his head and muttered, "Is today the day of Jian Ce's wife's death? Why don't I remember this? Alas, it's true that people lose their memory when they get old."

When we arrived at the central cemetery, the sky was completely bright, but it was gray, as if it was going to rain.

Jianxi went to deliver breakfast to the cemetery guards, and successfully entered the cemetery. The third one on the left side of No. 14 steps is her mother's final resting place.

At first, she swore that she would not cry, but now, just looking at it from a distance, Jian Xi couldn't help but get wet eyes, walked slowly over, and squatted down in front of the marble monument.

In front of the stele, tributes and a bouquet of flowers had already been placed, Jianxi guessed that Xue Qi should have come here before her, she didn't care, maybe his mother would welcome his arrival even more.

The mother's photo on the stele has turned yellow, and her name is engraved under the photo - Yu Jinxi.

From the photo, Jian Xi can clearly see her appearance. From Jian Xi's point of view, she is a hundred times more beautiful than herself, with long curly hair, exquisite facial features, and clear eyes.

"Mother, who has never met, I have come to see you. I feel deeply guilty for never paying homage to you for so many years."

Jian Xi wiped away her tears, and started to put the tribute on the open space in front of the stele, as well as a bouquet of pink roses—she thought her mother was so young when she passed away, so she should still have a girl star.

The space in front of the tombstone was very clean, with almost no dust, even the hollow part of the cross was meticulously wiped, she knew that Xue Qi did it again.

I can't see how affectionate he is.

For no reason, Jian Xi climbed up to the open space, lying on the cold ground directly, and pressed her face to the top of the cross, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and flowed into the depression.

"You are sleeping here now. I don't know if you can still feel my body temperature. Have you ever thought about me? What will I look like? What kind of career will I be when I grow up? What kind of man will I marry? ? Do you know this?" She asked calmly without gasping.

But the tears kept slipping out of her eyes, and she didn't wipe them away. If possible, she would let the tears fill the depression of the cross, and let her mother know that she was not living peacefully in this prosperous age.

She was still muttering, "I'm very bad now. Chi Yichen ignored me. It's not a momentary capriciousness. I can feel that he didn't open any windows to me. I feel uncomfortable. I want to lose my temper, but I have to live with it."

Although it is stupid to complain to the grave, Jianxi really has no other choice.

If possible, she also wants to sleep here forever. If she wants to think willfully, let Chi Yichen, who killed a thousand swords, not find her, and then start to worry, and regret what he did, and finally find out that she was lying To sleep with her on his mother's grave.

This was like a dream, she knew that she would be reluctant, and she was not sure that Chi Yichen would really come to her, who knew if he would simply forget her, then she would be trying to die.

Without a clue, she has nowhere to vent, so she can only cry here.

Unfortunately, not long after she was lying here, it began to rain, and the raindrops hit her body one after another. Jianxi didn't feel cold, but she also felt a little hot, so she let it rain.

But the person who had been following silently behind her couldn't bear her being soaked in the rain like this. Finally, that person rushed out, and Jian Xi heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching her side, getting louder and louder.

Until Mu Shaogong appeared in front of her, Jian Xi couldn't even believe that he would appear in such a place?
"You can't get in the rain here, you'll get sick." Mu Shaogong carefully tried to pull her up from the ground, but was thrown away by Jian Xi. She stood up by herself, drenched all over, with her hair sticking to her cheeks.

Jian Xi's attitude is still very cold, it is undeniable that she is venting the anger she received from Chi Yichen on Mu Shaogong.

She yelled hysterically, even without any reason, "You shouldn't be here, get out of here, I don't want to see you at a time like this, please, I'm already upset enough now."

As she spoke, she hugged her head, gasping for breath.

Mu Shaogong didn't dare to go forward to persuade her any more. He is also soaked through now, but he doesn't care.

He sighed helplessly, and explained, "I didn't mean to pester you, I just saw you on the way here, I didn't expect you to take the same road as me, and you also came to the central cemetery, and I happened to To pay homage to someone."

In order to convince her, he lifted up the large bag of offerings that had been placed on the ground for her to inspect, and pointed to the fourth position of the eighth step behind her—that was his destination.

"Who?" She was still wary.

he himself.

(End of this chapter)