Indifferent marriage,Passionate love

"That's right. He is a very good child, just like my own brother. I want to protect him well."

"Oh, Mr. Jin, you are a living Bodhisattva, a good man With your care, the child will recover as soon as possible... "

Jin Ting put down the phone, put his hands behind his head and laughed at the sky in the twilight outside the window.

This is his city, and from this angle, everyone is trampled on.

Hustle and bustle, camp service, think that they pay a lot, can get the so-called happiness, too naive.

Some people never know who controls his life and can only follow the wrong path laid by others step by step.

But he is the master.

Today, seeing that tender young man sitting on the hospital bed, frightened and shrunk, he suddenly remembered maple, the same pale, the same weak, the same disease can not be cured, the same people feel sorry.

But the young man's sister made him lose the only one in the world who wanted to protect.

He hates this boy named Lin Xiaochen!

Why did Jin Ting have so much money and such a high status that his beloved brother was half dead and lying unconscious in the hospital bed?

But this poor teenager can still watch the sunrise and sunset every day, and chat with his sister?

In fact, even if he wants to kill Lin Xiaochen, it's very simple. He doesn't even need to send out himself. For such a serious heart disease, he only needs a little stimulation to get sick.

But he didn't, and the game he played was never too simple.

Early summer snow, wait well, I will give you a surprise Until you cry, kneel on the ground, repent your sins

He thought about it and picked up a walkie talkie: "Fei Mo, don't watch her these days, waiting for her to make something else, otherwise, the game will be meaningless."

"Yes."

S suburb, Anning cemetery.

Chu Xue, dressed in white and holding a bunch of carnation, slowly walked in along the path.

In this cemetery, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and occasionally birds fly by. Even the sound of their song seems not to be the world, but to belong to another, more distant and peaceful paradise.

After walking about 300 meters, turning left and walking 50 meters, the second one in front is the tomb of her mother Xia Xinlan.

To be exact, it's the tomb of mother and uncle Lin.

In recent days, she has been in a state of extreme weakness.

Jin Ting is just like a ghost. She will appear in her life at any time and stretch out terrible tentacles, which makes her feel flustered and helpless and feel that the whole world is unsafe.

In just a few days, she lost four Jin. She couldn't sleep well. She had big dark circles, dry lips and nightmares.

She didn't concentrate on her work at all. She asked for leave, but Yang Yan gave her approval.

She didn't know what Jin Ting wanted to do. She only knew that she was afraid.

She went to the morning once a day to make sure he was safe.

On the contrary, Chen Chen was in a very good state. He took the box of paint which was more precious than gold, and found the gray easel. Every afternoon when the sun was shining, he sat quietly in the courtyard and drew pictures.

Chu Xue asked him what to draw, he side head sweet smile: "draw a good sister will know."

Seeing that he was in such a good state, Chu Xue was also gratified. This was the only consolation in her life now. She would spare no effort to protect the smile of morning and morning, and was willing to pay her life.

Last night she dreamt of her mother. Her mother looked at her, her eyes were full of words.

She rushed at her mother: "Mom!"

But mother soon disappeared, leaving a faint sigh.

She didn't sleep well all night, so she decided to go to the cemetery to see her mother the next day. Too many things have happened recently, and she has too much to talk to her mother

My mother's cemetery is not big. In this age when the poor can't even afford to die, a good cemetery is even more frightening than the house price. Fortunately, an old classmate of my mother happened to have a relationship with the regulatory authority of the cemetery, so he offered her a relatively cheap price. Finally, she gave her mother a pure land to sleep in. She didn't have to squeeze into a small box and put it on the shelf.

Think of chuxue a little sad, mother hard life, did not save any money, also rarely ask others, she always said, do not love to owe others.

The only time I went through the back door was Her graveyard.

My mother was buried with Uncle Lin, which was her dying wish. She said that although Lao Lin was not her husband and wife, he was a good man. He felt sorry for him and hoped to accompany him well underground.

The first snow bent down, gently placed the carnation in front of the granite, and carefully took out the cloth from the bag, detergent, wipe off the dust, carefully wipe, she does not let mother's long sleep all dirty.

After all this, she felt that the picture of her mother on the tombstone seemed to have a bright and gentle expression.This is a group photo of my mother and uncle Lin on their third wedding anniversary. In the picture, mother is very beautiful. Chu Xue is sad and a little relieved and says in a low voice: "Mom, I hope you and uncle Lin can love each other in that world and never be lonely again."

There were a lot of things I wanted to say to my mother, such as Jin Ting's spiritual destruction and suppression during this period, but When she arrived here, she felt that she couldn't speak at all. After working hard all her life, how could she bear to worry about herself in the underground?

Forget it. When you grow up, you should solve everything by yourself.

Finally, she wiped her mother's name with a tissue. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car motor and the sound of a car brake.

She could not help frowning, this is the cemetery, is the last resting place for people, how can someone drive in to disturb the peace here?

As soon as she looked up, she saw a black saloon car passing by.

Early snow couldn't help but sneer: "I haven't heard of it, but I have to show off my wealth in the cemetery."

She thought it was just a passing car. She lowered her head and prepared to do her own business. However, the RV stopped not far away from her. A man came from the car, wearing a suit, a brown top hat and a pair of bright eyes, looking at the first snow. At the age of 356, she looked respectfully: "second miss."

The first snow was stunned and his face was gray!

After a long time, suddenly cold way: "you recognize the wrong person."

The man seemed not surprised by her answer. He still held his hand in a respectful but defiant manner:

"second lady, don't go so fast! In fact, the master wanted to do it in person this time. He also wanted to pay homage to him as well... "

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "I want to pay homage to Miss Xia's tomb by the way."

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