Chief, Love for you is wrong

"Wen Jili, whenever I think of that time, I hate myself. Why do I pretend to be a good man and lend her my coat to block the part stained with blood."

"Wen Jili, she died when she was 14. Replace me. It was Gu Yu and Yan who killed her. You smell the family and are all helping. Evil."

"Do you know how she died? Infected with AI. DS, do you know what AI. DS is? Oh, commonly known as AIDS... Do you know how she contracted AIDS..."

She held her head and squatted directly on the parking lot. She didn't cry like human words. Wen Jili was awe inspiring. This result

"Qin Jing, I'm sorry."

He put her all over him and patted her gently on the back.

He had heard of it before, and even

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He shook his head with a little sigh. Unexpectedly, things went around and came back here again.

The incident once made a lot of noise. Gu Yuyan almost went to jail and Gu's family nearly went bankrupt. Wen Aiai kept begging Wen's family. Wen's father covered his conscience and used his contacts to keep things down.

What he didn't know was that the person Gu Yu Yan wanted to harm was her half sister.

Send local ruffians and hooligans, lured by money and identified by clothes.

As a result, Li Daitao was stiff.

No wonder she dared to save Chen Xiaoting alone.

She saved the girl who had died in her generation

Baicao garden is a famous cemetery in Y City.

That year, I heard that the girl's family couldn't stand the pressure of public opinion. After hearing that their family gave them a lot of money, they moved directly to other cities.

Even now, wheel rape and AIDS are very hidden and obscure topics, not to mention ten years ago.

Even if you are a victim, you will be despised and despised by others, just as you are an extremely dirty disease. Everyone hides away.

The girl's family didn't even collect the funeral. They took the compensation and moved away directly.

She had been in College for four years and rented a village in the city with less than 30 square meters, but she found a private cemetery with the best scenery in Y City for the dead little girl.

Qin Jing, actually you don't owe her.

I'm sorry, she just hears and cares about her family.

Perfume lily, pure. Noble, great love

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Qin Jing, who had cried outside the cemetery, calmed down a lot. She stared at Wen Jili with red eyes, stretched out her hand and asked naturally.

"Bring your handkerchief!"

He took out the handkerchief from his pocket. She wiped her face boldly, and then held her nose in her left hand. With a "hiss", the nose and tears fell on the handkerchief

The corners of his mouth twitched. Which woman was not elegant, noble, dignified or gentle in front of him.

She asked him for a handkerchief and did what she wanted without taboo

Qin Jing wiped his nose with a handkerchief and wiped his nose again.

He went to the trash can next to him, threw the handkerchief directly in front of him into the trash can, went to the wash basin at the service office, squeezed some hand sanitizer, washed his hands, wiped his face with clean water, and cleaned the greasy caused by tears.

He walked back with drops of water on his face, and he handed her a handkerchief.

Qin Jing took it in doubt, "Mr. Wen, when did you change your profession to sell handkerchiefs?"

He continued to smoke at the corner of his mouth and couldn't explain, "this is the spare in the car. I got it in the car when you went to wash your hands."

Rubbed the hair top of the person who was wiping his face, with a little helplessness, "you can do it. Throw the veil in front of me."