Chief, Love for you is wrong

The car drove slowly. Wen Jili subconsciously drove back to Leyi community, but Qin Jing reported a place name, BaiCaoYuan.

The man's hand holding the steering wheel paused and raised his eyes abruptly, but the woman's look remained unchanged. He looked at the front lightly. The bunch of flowers held in his hand were held by the woman in front of his chest from beginning to end, looking very calm and quiet.

Slowly turn the direction of the car and drive towards the place name of the women's newspaper. Smell Ji Li's eyes and watch the traffic flow in front. Inside, there are complex emotions.

The car park stopped at Baipao park. Wen Ji Li took the initiative to get off the train door for Qin Jing. She cautiously held the bouquet of Lily Lily and walked out.

"Thank you, Mr. Wen."

This was the first time he felt her alienation. He looked as indifferent as water, and his eyes looked like a piece of glass. The reflection showed a bright light, but he was far away from people, with deliberate indifference and distance.

It turned out that no matter how unconventional and lively she was;

Her heart is always separated from people.

Qin Jing asked Wen Jili to go to the service office of Baicao garden, borrowed a red bucket, bought two clean towels and 2L bottled water.

In the whole process, Qin Jing didn't say a word to Wen Jili except when she went to the service office.

The woman's heart is not as happy as her appearance.

Her heart is very heavy and even has an unbearable injury.

Finally, the two stopped in front of a little girl about 12 or 13 years old. Qin Jing stood aside and looked at the girl with a naive smile on her face, and a smile on her lips.

Qin Jing tilted her head slightly. "Mr. Wen, will you clean her up with a cloth and this bottle of mineral water?"

After saying this, Qin Jing turned her eyes back to the girl in front. She smelled Ji Li's cold and elegant eyes and tightly locked them next to the slender figure.

Then he really didn't say a word and followed the woman's request.

With a cloth and mineral water, first scrub one side, then scrub it with clean water for the second time, and finally wipe the water trace with a clean cloth.

After Wen Jili finished his work, sweat beads came out on his forehead. He didn't wipe it, but stood aside.

He saw the woman put the bouquet of Lily lilies he bought on the smiling girl, standing for a long time, looking very sad and indifferent.

Throughout the process, Qin Jing's face was as cold as ice.

"Mr. Wen, she said, she forgave you."

For a long time, the man heard Qin Jing say the above sentence with a choking voice.

Looking back again, Qin Jing Dynasty Wen Jili smiled.

"Go, this bouquet of lily," she said, "she love it very much. Thank you, Mr. Wen."

Wen Ji was astonished. The reason why he bought this bouquet of Lily was far from that old florist.

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"As the saying goes, hearsay is unreliable. In fact, even if you see it with your own eyes, it's nothing more than that!"

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What the woman said not long ago was still ringing in his ear, and he heard Ji Li's rare silence.

"Mr. Wen, she was only 14 when she died."

When walking back, Qin Jing suddenly opened his voice. Looking at Wen Jili, his eyes were red and the fog was dense inside.

"That day, if I didn't lend her my coat, the person lying in it now was a woman named Qin Jing."

"When I was 12 years old, it was her first visit to Chu Chao. Do you know what Chu Chao is? As the saying goes, Yue Jing, she was afraid and her white pants were stained red with blood. At the age of 14, I was very calm. I bought a cotton bag for her and lent her coat to block her."

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