"It's not you, it's not you who killed my grandson." After Jin's mother calmed down, she was furious. She could forgive Xu Yanke for anything. Even if her little daughter was wronged, it was for a grandson's sake.

Now I can't wait to have a grandson, but it's gone. How can I not make her angry.

"You're a broom star, a bereaved star. You give back our grandson. How can you poison our grandson so much?"

"Xiaobao is also my child. Tiger poison doesn't eat son yet. Do you think this sentence is appropriate?" Hearing Jin's mother's accusation, Zhao Tongxin can't help but stand out from behind Jin Zhengting.

She can tolerate Jin's mother's accusation and anger. The only thing she can't tolerate is Jin's mother's saying that she killed Xiaobao. In her heart, Xiaobao is her life. Her life is gone. If it wasn't for hatred, she would be dead by now.

No matter how stubborn tears, how also do not want to drop in front of them.

"Xu Yanke, you still have the face to say that asking your Xu family members to speak has harmed our Jin family's grandson. It's not over. It's not over." Jin's mother said that she almost roared at the end.

The sense of difference after that expectation was even more unacceptable. Jin's mother couldn't accept it at all.

"I don't know where you heard the news, but I can tell you with a clear conscience that I love this child more than all of you." Zhao Tong Xin holds his arm tightly for fear of being too emotional.

"You love children. How about children? Where is the child and where is my grandson? Xu Yanke, give back my grandson. "

Jin Zhengting pulls Zhao Tongxin behind him with a cold face. He is dissatisfied with Zhao Tongxin's subconscious action. Does the little woman think that he is not enough to deal with this scene.

But now is not the time to say, "Mom, it's not her fault. It's me."

"Zhengting, what are you talking about? You don't have to cover up for this woman. I won't let it go today. If that person didn't tell me, how long would you have to hide me?" Jin's mother didn't expect Jin Zhengting to cover up such a big matter. She was so angry.

"Who told you about the kids." Jin Zhengting grasped the key point of the sentence and narrowed his eyes dangerously. It was someone who instigated him.

What else does Jin's mother want to say? Jin's father seems to have been greatly stimulated. He covers his chest and falls on the sofa with an ugly face.

The scene suddenly became chaotic. Jin's mother's face changed greatly. She hurriedly ran to Jin's father to help him and asked anxiously, "what's the matter? Is it a relapse of an old disease? Zhengting, Zhengting, go and call a doctor."

When Jin Zhengting saw Jin's father's appearance, his indifferent expression became tense, but his mind was still calm. He instructed the servant to call an ambulance, and went directly to help Jin's father for Jin's mother.

The special car at the door has stopped, and the group of people get on the car and leave in a hurry. It's only a few minutes. Zhao Tongxin is the only one left in the living room.

Zhao Tongxin originally wanted to take care of Jin's father, but in other words, it was because she stimulated Jin's father. If Jin's father had an accident, she would never forgive herself, but before she raised her foot, Jin Zhengting had already put her away and didn't even give her a look.

She also knew that Jin Zhengting had to think for Jin's father first, but she couldn't help feeling sad to see their family leave her.

With a bitter smile, Zhao Tong left alone.

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rings. Zhao Tong Xin takes a look at the caller ID and answers it with a trembling voice. "Spoon garden, are you looking for me?"

"Yes, where are you, Tong Xin? I'll find you." Shaoyuan used to tease children at home. When she received a call from the boss, she called Tong Xin obediently.

As soon as I heard the voice on the other end of the phone, I thought it was wrong. I also knew that something must have happened, and I rushed over.

"Tong Xin, are you sure you want to go to Guishan?" Shaoyuan looks at Zhao Tongxin suspiciously. Guishan is a famous cemetery in Jiangbin city. Besides trees, there are lots of tombstones.

"Yes, take me to Guishan." Zhao Tongxin tries not to be too strange. She is afraid that Shaoyuan will go back and tell Jin Zhengting.

"Tong Xin, I don't think you look well. Let's go tomorrow." Shaoyuan feels that Zhao Tongxin's expression is very wrong, as if on the verge of collapse.

"If you don't go, I'll go myself." Zhao Tongxin said to open the door.

"Well, I'll take you. Don't mess about." Spoon garden can not only send Zhao Tong Xin, let her alone, it is better to follow her.

"Spoon, don't tell him where I am." Zhao Tong closed his eyes and said faintly: "if we say that, we can't even be friends.

Shaoyuan doesn't know why Zhao Tongxin is so serious all of a sudden. She holds the hand of the steering wheel. A few seconds later, she answers seriously: "I know."

With her other hand holding her cell phone, she pressed the dial-up button with her thumb. The name "boss" was noted on the screen, and she silently pressed the Cancel button.

Shaoyuan believes that if she does call Jin Zhengting, Zhao Tongxin will never talk to her again. She chooses friends as her two choices of friends and obedience.Zhao Tongxin opened the window a little, looked at the scenery outside the window, and the building quickly passed in front of her. The winter in Jiangbin city seemed colder, and the cold wind came from outside.

She hugged her clothes tightly, still felt cold all over her body, as if the chill was penetrating into her bones.

His overbearing tenderness, careful care, unlimited love, flashed back and forth in her mind, everything seemed to mock her self righteous.

Once she thought he was the attachment of her life, but in the beautiful dream will wake up, in the gorgeous rainbow will disappear, and after the disappearance of the fog only left endless damage, eroding her already full of holes in the heart.

She remembered every word of love he said, like a chronic poison that slowly eroded her whole.

Until things happen one by one, their feelings become rigid, all things are developing in a bad direction without control, and the close people around them leave one by one.

At the end of the day, she couldn't keep any of them.

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"Here's Tong Xin." The car is very good.

"Well, spoon, you wait for me here and let me be alone." Zhao Tong Xin opened the door, calm and frightening.

"Good." Shaoyuan knows that Zhao Tongxin needs to be alone for a while now. Even if he is worried, he has to wait below.

Zhao Tongxin wrapped windbreaker, step by step on the stone ladder to climb up, accompanied by her only the whistling wind and the rustling leaves.

The cemetery in the deep winter is silent, and even more lonely and empty. Ordinary people would have been scared away.

As she walked, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of thick fog, which soon condensed into water droplets and hung in her eyes. Before she blinked, her tears fell down the corner of her eyes and got wet on the stone ladder drop by drop.

As soon as the wind blows, there is no trace left, just like those tears are just an illusion.

"Mom, Xiao Bao, Xiao Qiao, I've come to see you." Zhao Tongxin goes to the highest row and finds their position.

Except for the cold wind, it's the cold wind.

She carefully will fall on their tombstone leaves clean, take out the bag of wipes for them to wipe good photos.

Silent to do all this, chose a seat nearby to sit down.

Zhao Tongxin reached out and stroked the kind-hearted woman with a smile on the black-and-white photo. She said, "Mom, you must be blaming me for not coming to see you, so you don't come to see me, do you?"

"I'm sorry, mom. I'm wrong. I'm really wrong."

Tears fell out of her eyes one by one. She didn't want to dry them, and she didn't want to stop crying. Soon, the stone tablet was wet, and the deep and shallow colors seemed to mock her ignorance and foolishness.

In the twinkling of an eye, he looked at Xiao Qiao with a bright smile on his face. He was very sorry and said, "Xiao Qiao, I hurt you. It's all my fault."

Zhao Tongxin hobbled to the last position and could no longer support the strength of his body. He sat down next to the tombstone and said, "Xiaobao, Xiaobao, mom miss you Take mom with you. "

"Mom, it's really useless. I can't avenge you yet. Why didn't mom die? Why..." Zhao Tong Xin cried and laughed, the sadness in his eyes was too strong to open.

The reality is really cruel. Zhao Tongxin tries to shrink himself into a ball, as if this can make him feel more secure and less existential.

She really is self deception, the so-called strong is just a disguise to see for themselves, as long as a touch on the broken, the rest in addition to endless pain, is sad.

It's like being abandoned by the whole world.

She thought for a long time, squatted for a long time, until her legs were numb and unconscious, then she suddenly looked up, looked at three faces still smiling, and said in a soft voice:

"Mom, Xiao Qiao, Xiao Bao, let Tong Xin be willful once. When I get revenge for you, I will stay with you."

Only the howling wind answered her.

The wind in the cemetery is a little strong. The tombstones all over the mountain stand there quietly, and the wind is even more depressing.

Zhao Tong heart just ready to stand up, leg numbness, almost fell on the ground, she endured suffering, want to get up and down the mountain, in front of a pair of shoes.

Familiar brand, familiar style, and that familiar face.

Zhao Tong doesn't want to look up and bury his face in his knee. He doesn't want to expose his fragile expression to his eyes, which will make her feel stripped. She doesn't want to be so helpless.

I don't know why Jin Zhengting came here. Did Shaoyuan tell him? I can't really feel strange in my heart.

Jin Zhengting has a pair of dark eyes that are not cool. He stares at the little woman on the ground attentively and seriously. Looking at her weak shoulder and shaking body, his heart aches. He doesn't explain in Jin's family, but he doesn't want to stimulate Jin's mother. Unexpectedly, he still makes her think.

With a big hand, he held the man in his arms and walked down the mountain.

Zhao Tong's heart is silent in Jin Zhengting's arms. He is allowed to hold it, but there is no warmth in the past.

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