Chief, Love for you is wrong

If the old man knew what happened in those years and knew that every time she came to wipe the tombstone clean, it was only for atonement, how would he feel?

A smart girl is the same age as a flower. Although her clothes are washed white, they are clean. She is such a clean girl, but she was so unbearable before she died.

Even if she wiped the tombstone thousands of times, she could not wash away the sins already engraved in her heart.

She is a sinner. She tried to wash away her sins by cleaning the tombstone. In the eyes of others, she has become such a conscientious person. What a joke!

Many rotten truths are buried in the bright appearance!

Looking sad, Qin Jing raised her hand and touched the flower like face on the tombstone, grinning pale.

"Yun Yun, am I useless? You've died so wrongfully, but the originator has been living under my eyes. I can do nothing but find a better cemetery for you and take care of grandma Zhang, who has long been unrecognized. Mo Baibi is braver than me. He dares to do everything, unlike me. He's afraid of hands and feet. You know? The woman who hurt you People, she is completely disfigured. According to the doctor, even if she has cosmetic surgery, she will leave more or less scars. "

Qin Jing leaned against the tombstone and talked a lot with Zhang minyun. Finally, when it was getting dark, she stood up on her legs.

[Qin Jing, Wan'er used to be so gentle and quiet. Why do you have such a vicious daughter.]

Oh, disgusting and vicious!

After reading Zhang minyun, Qin Jing walked to the gate of the herbal garden, looked at the back of the woman walking in front, looked more, very familiar, took a few more steps, and his head "stung". This back seems to be smelling double?

Qin Jing's eyes opened slightly in surprise, and the night came. In fact, she couldn't see very clearly.

"Shuangshuang..." she had to shout at the people in front. It was so dark that she didn't feel embarrassed even if she shouted to the wrong person.

It turned out that she didn't call the wrong person.

Soon after the words fell, the people who turned around in front did smell Shuang. They hazed their hearts all day. Because of this encounter, there were some positive waves.

Wen Shuang stood in front and looked at Qin Jing. Qin Jing trotted all the way. Although the sky began to wipe black, she still glimpsed Wen's red eyes with the faint light left by the day.

"Shuangshuang, what's the matter with you?" Qin Jing stopped before smelling Shuangshuang, looked into her eyes and asked anxiously.

She and Wen Jili had been here before, but he didn't hear him say that there were people Wen knew in the Baicao garden. There was a special ancestral hall in Wen's old house. The memorial tablet of Wen's ancestors was put in the ancestral hall. When he came back from city B, the old man took Wen Jili in with her once, which was regarded as paying homage to his ancestors.

Wen Shuangtong looked at Qin Jing with red eyes and then hung his head. The hair falling in front of his forehead floated in the wind and occasionally stuck to both sides of his cheeks. Before this, it was a bit sad.

For a moment, Qin Jing didn't know how to comfort her. Her mouth moved slightly, but all her words were dumb in her throat and couldn't spit out.

"Sister in law, I'm sad. I don't know what to do." Wen Shuang's voice is hoarse. It seems that he has just seen someone cry in the cemetery.

Qin Jing just lifted her eyes and smelled her, and the whole person rushed at Qin Jing. Her head was on her shoulder. She sobbed in a depressed low voice. Tears fell drop by drop. After a while, Qin Jing's neck became cool.