Proud Wife Comes To My Arms

How could she die?

Jiang youyou inquired about the location of the bus station all the way, dragging two large luggage for a long time before he saw the so-called small playground with only one car. The car looks so thin that it can't tell the color of its body, but there are a lot of luggage on the roof and even a cage of chickens.

Looking at the sharp beak, round eyes, a few chicken feathers floating from time to time on her head, and even the strong smell of chicken excrement on the tip of her nose, she accepted the fact that she wanted to take a car with the chicken.

When the enthusiastic fellow saw her busy lifting her luggage to the top of the car, he heard "bang". Not only did the car body shake, but also the chicken made his neck straight.

Jiang youyou gets on the car with a stiff head. After seeing it in the past, all the seats are greasy and black. At first glance, it's the reason why he hasn't washed the seat covers for many years.

She didn't choose any more. She sat down at the back and wondered what Wei Zijian would do when he saw her.

Wei Zijian's final destination is Bai'an. After the train arrives in Zhinan, he has to take a bus to Beishan. There is no road there, so he can only take a donkey cart. There is only one car to Beishan every day, so she has foreseen that the two people will meet in the car.

It's very hot on the car. All the windows will be opened to cool down, but the sunshine outside is dazzling.

Jiang youyou leaned out of the window, breathing the air with chicken flavor, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the mountains outside. The vegetation was verdant, the sound of water came from a distance, and the mountain birds were crowing She felt her hand to her belly and said softly in her heart, mom likes this place very much, and baby, you will like it, too?

Just at the gate of the bus station, Wei Zijian suddenly stopped and looked at the woman who winked at him with a naughty smile.

Is that Jiang youyou or who?

This haunted woman!

Wei Zijian rushed to her in three or two steps. Standing under the window, he raised his chin just face to face with her.

He suddenly froze.

Her white and pretty face was nearly transparent in the sunlight, and the tiny hair on her face was shining. Her eyes were bent with a smile: "what a coincidence, doctor Wei, do you also take this car? "

Wei Zijian moved back two steps to make his face not so close to her. Just now, when he was angry, he was so close that her breath spilled on his face. He flushed his cheek, touched his nose and didn't speak.

Jiang youyou was lying on the window with his chin down, his arms down and his mouth open one by one: "we're so predestined that we're not only in the same train, but also in the same car. Maybe we're going to the same place! "

Wei Zijian" "

he looked at her for a moment, but sighed," whatever you want. "

she's like a dog skin plaster with long legs. She sticks to him and can't shake it off. No wonder the ancients said that if a good man does not fight with a woman, he will face a woman who plays a rogue and fall into the downwind!

Wei Zijian suddenly stretched out his hand and scared Jiang youyou back.

She widened her eyes: "what are you doing? "

" what are you doing? "

" I thought you were going to hit me. “

“…” Wei Zijian inhaled deeply, "did I see your fever go down?" "Of course. I'm fresh and full of energy."

Wei Zijian thought about it. Seeing her ruddy face, he thought that he was superfluous. Just as he wanted to take back his hand, he didn't expect that Jiang youyou would stretch out a hand and pull her to his forehead: "if you don't believe me, it's not hot at all. I'm really good."

Her forehead was not hot, but Wei Zijian felt that the palm of her hand was very hot.

"Well, doctor, why is your palm sweating? Oh, it's too sunny outside. Get in the car quickly. "

Wei Zijian

"Doctor, I have a seat next to me. Let's sit together."

Wei Zijian ignored her and sat down in front of her.

Jiang youyou curled his mouth, touched his nose and laughed.

Hospitals.

Jiang Yining has recovered well in the past two days. When the doctor came to the ward round, he seemed to be in good spirits and answered the doctor's questions very cooperatively.

He looked at his right arm, lips open, asked: "my arm can be good?"

The doctor was stunned. Thinking of Wei Zijian's explanation before he left, he said politely, "yes, you can wait for the bone to grow well. Don't worry too much. There's an old saying that it takes 100 days to break your bones and muscles! "

" well. "

after the doctor has checked the room, he has been staring out of the window in a daze. He woke up from his dream last night and has been very flustered. He can't say where the reason is. He has pain in his heart, even breathing.

It was not until Chu Nan Xue's voice sounded that he recovered.

"Yining, come to breakfast. "

when Jiang Yining looked back and saw that she was very happy, her warm eyes fell on her face:" you seem to be in a good mood! "

" yes, I've been in a good mood since you woke up and had a big bowl of porridge. “Jiang Yining's eyes fell on her hands full of scars. It was said that it was the wound left when she tried to dig him with her hands.

He scolded painfully: "silly girl! "

" I'm not stupid. If I'm stupid, how can I fall in love with such a good man as you. "

Chu nanxue sits next to him with a small bench, sets breakfast and greets him to eat.

Jiang Yining saw that it was vegetable porridge again and immediately lost his appetite. These days, he can only eat something light, in addition to soup is porridge.

"Nanxue, can I not have porridge today? "

with a small face, Chu Nan told him seriously," No. "

JIANG Yining didn't say a word, but the muscles on his face were invisible. He took a puff.

"Yining, you need to eat more to get better quickly."

Jiang Yining looked at the spoon sent to his mouth, his expression was a little dull, but his right arm couldn't use his strength, so he could only open his mouth and was fed by Chunan snow.

…

After eating in the morning, Chu Nan Xue drew the curtain wider to let him bask in the morning sun. Looking back, I found that Jiang Yining's eyes were empty. I didn't know where he was looking? After the disaster, Jiang Yining seems to be more silent than before. Maybe it was because his life was too heavy for him to breathe.

Chu Nan Xue sniffed, calmed her mood, and said with a smile: "look outside? "

his eyes were dark and his lips were pursed subconsciously, as if he didn't hear what she was saying. After a long time, he asked: "you just talked to me?"

"Yining, when you are well, let's go to Nakamura? "

when she asked this sentence, her tone was a little weak. She was afraid of touching his sensitive nerves, but she was afraid that he had been holding it in his heart for a long time.

Jiang Yining is more silent.

He sat on the bed with his back straight and his hands on the sheets.

Jiang Yining's voice was calm, and he said, "I'm not only going to Zhongcun, but also finding out who hurt us. I don't believe Zhang Baobao has the courage to do that!"

…

Han Xuelin also stayed up all night, sitting on the sofa on the first floor at dawn, staring at the two masks in a daze. Outside at dawn, she did not dare to open the curtains for fear that the police would find her and take her away for investigation.

All of a sudden, there was the sound of the car engine outside, then the sound of the door opening, and the man in sunglasses appeared in front of her.

Wide sunglasses can't stop the scar around his eyes.

When Han Xuelin thought of his other eye, she felt disgusted in her throat. She covered her chest, ran to the bathroom and vomited. This week, the pregnancy sickness reaction is a bit serious.

"I'm sorry, Miss Shirley. I let you see my ugly face again."

Han Xuelin didn't make a sound.

Feng continued: "I came here today to tell you good news.

”

"what's the good news?"

"Han Mei, she died, committed suicide and ran into her head. You've hated her for so many years. Now she's dead, isn't that good news?"

The atmosphere was quiet for a few seconds.

Han Xuelin screamed, hugged her head and laughed, "ha ha How could she die? I have a lot of gifts to give her. She just died. How can she die? "

There was a smile on her face, but the tears rolled down one by one.

Han Feng put a letter to you with his finger on the tea eyebrow

Han Xuelin grabs the letter and wants to tear it off, but just after tearing a hole, she stops and says with a cry and a smile, "I won't read the letter you left me. You've never been a good mother."

After a long time, she reached for the letter again, her fingertips still trembling.

"Dear Shireen, I know you hate me. Since you were born, I haven't done my duty to be a mother for one day. If my death could ease your hatred, I should have died a thousand times and a hundred times. "