"Uncle!" Jing Tian'er pulled Jian You away from her and saluted respectfully.
Father Duan glanced at her and said, "Follow me!"
His eyes were cold and sad. Jing Tian'er knew that although the relationship between the couple was not very deep, they had been married for many years. Le Yashi was gone as soon as she said goodbye. Even she, an outsider, felt awkward, let alone Duan Lu.
Mark's father.
Jing Tian'er passed by Duan Luhen and understood the pain and worry in his eyes. She did not stay by Duan Luhen's side, but she believed that he understood her.
Since she appears here at this moment, she has already made her position clear.
She is fulfilling her promise. No matter what happens, if he doesn't give up, she will never leave!
Father Duan brought Jing Tian'er into his study. This tall and powerful middle-aged man seemed to have aged a lot overnight. He sat on the chair behind the desk, took out a piece of tissue paper from the desk drawer and put it on his desk.
On the table, "This is Hen's mother's suicide note."
Jing Tian'er stepped forward, took the tissue paper in her hand, and quickly scanned the paper with her eyes.
The general meaning of the suicide note is that she deeply regretted not helping Jiang Mengtong to protect her from danger at the critical moment. Instead, she used Jiang Mengtong as her shield, causing Jiang Mengtong to be disfigured and almost ruining Jiang Mengtong's life. She was ashamed of Jiang Mengtong.
Tong's parents had no face to continue living in this world. She chose to leave this world peacefully. Before her death, her only wish was that Duan Luhen could marry Jiang Mengtong. She was willing to exchange her life for Jiang Mengtong.
Tong's happiness, I hope Duan Luhen can follow her last wish, treat Jiang Mengtong well, and take care of Jiang Mengtong for the rest of her life.
After reading it, Jing Tianer put the suicide note back to its original place, took a few steps back, and looked at Duan's father calmly.
Duan's father picked up the suicide note and read it over and over again. His eyes gradually turned red and he looked at Jing Tian'er, "I wonder what you think after reading the suicide note?"
Jing Tian'er met his gaze calmly, "My only thought is, what qualifications does she have to ask Duan Luhen to do something she hasn't done herself?"
"Just because she is Ahen's mother and gave Ahen life, Ahen has the responsibility and obligation to fulfill her last wish so that she can feel at ease under Jiuquan!" Father Duan stared into her eyes tightly, each one
The words are all sonorous, powerful and ringing.
Jing Tian'er looked at him calmly, "Duan Luhen is your son. If you are willing to watch him marry a woman you don't love and live in depression and pain for the rest of his life, I have nothing to say. It seems that I am not welcome here.
Then I will say goodbye. I will never take the initiative to step into this door in the future, but uncle, you can relax!"
After she finished speaking, she nodded slightly and saluted, stepped back a few steps and turned around to leave. Her steps were always light and neat, and her figure was always graceful and straight. Father Duan knew that she was a rare good girl with impeccable family background, character and appearance.
Picky, especially since she and his son were in love and committed to each other life and death.
Forcibly separating her from his son will cause his son to suffer for a long time. One side is the lifelong happiness of his biological son, and the other side is the only last wish of his late wife. No matter which side he chooses, it will be a heavy blow to him.
He sighed sadly, leaned back on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes.
On the way back to the car, Jing Tian'er rested her chin on her hand and rested her elbow on the car window, looking at the scenery speeding past outside the window, with a cold and ironic curve on her soft lips.
"Sister, are you okay?" Jian You finally couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay," Jing Tian'er looked back and smiled sweetly, "You, do you know what I'm thinking?"
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking that your aunt is happy now. She no longer has to worry about my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problems and being bullied by her after I marry into the Duan family."
"..." Jian You was silent for a while before saying, "Why does the boss's father want you?"
"Don't worry, I'm fine," Jing Tian'er smiled and ruffled his hair, "Don't keep a straight face, just smile."
Jian You tilted his head to look at her, suddenly hit the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, leaned over and hugged her, "Sister, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I can't help you with anything..."
"Idiot! What are you talking about?" Jing Tian'er hugged him tightly and patted his back gently, "You, you don't have to do anything, just stand where I can see you and never leave me, I will
I will feel very happy. No matter what happens, I will not be afraid, let alone despair, because I know that even if the whole world abandons me, there will always be someone by my side to accompany me!"
Jian You hugged her back tightly, "Sister, I will never leave you again, never!"
Back at the manor, Jing Tian'er opened the door and got out of the car. She didn't know what happened, but suddenly felt a cramp in her abdomen. Her legs went weak and she fell heavily to the ground.
"Sister?" Jian You screamed, rushed over quickly, squatted down to check, "Sister, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, my legs are just numb from sitting for too long." Jing Tian'er didn't want him to worry, so she smiled and indicated that she was okay.
She wanted to get up, but Jian You held her shoulders down, "Sister, don't move!"
Jian You gently rolled up her trouser legs, and there was a bruise on her fair calf.
Jing Tian'er looked down and touched it gently, "It's okay, it's just a little bruised, not broken."
Jian You's eyes were fixed on a striking scar on the outside of her calf. Her legs were beautiful, her skin was porcelain white, exuding a light pearl-like halo, like a beautiful handicraft. The scar on the outside of her calf
, but it seems like the only flaw on this work of art.
His cool fingertips touched the scar, "Sister, do you still remember how you got this scar?"
Long-lasting memories came back one after another. Jing Tian'er touched his hair and said, "Remember, you were so young at that time and you were scared to death of thunder and rain. Now you have grown into a man!"
It was a stormy night. The wind and rain were so strong that a power outage occurred in the whole city. A thunderous explosion woke up Jian You from her sleep. She ran towards his bedroom in the dark. She didn't know what she bumped into in the dark night, and she didn't care at all.
, rushed into Jian You's bedroom and hugged him into his arms.
After calling, she discovered that there was a big gash on her calf. The flesh and blood were cracked. Jian You was frightened to death, but she reassured him that it was okay. She cleaned the wound and put a band-aid on her calf.
I got such a big scar.
Jian You gently rubbed the scar on her leg with her fingertips and lowered her eyes, "Sister, I am a boy, so I should take care of you, but since I was a child, I have always brought trouble to you."
"Idiot, what's wrong with you recently? Why do you always say these incomprehensible things?" Jing Tian'er smiled and patted his face, "I'm my sister. You were so weak and always sick at that time, so of course I should take care of you.
Moreover, while I was taking care of you, you were also accompanying me. Without you, I would have been alone in my childhood. How pitiful would I be?"
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It’s been a long time since I’ve chatted with the pretty girls here. First of all, I’d like to say sorry. I had some free time last night. I originally wanted to use my mobile phone to reply to the message, but I didn’t know why the phone was stuck. In the end, I only replied to one message. The rest
When the mobile phone speed is good, Xiaoxi then replies,
Furthermore, I don’t know who Xiaoxi has offended recently. She always says some inexplicable words that slander Xiaoxi in the comment area. Yesterday, a reader asked me how old I am, and she replied with some insulting words about Xiaoxi. She seems to be particularly keen on discussing this issue.
, Xiaoxi will give a unified reply here,
The Internet is illusory. Xiaoxi can't provide evidence to prove how old Xiaoxi is this year. What's more, even if Xiaoxi provides evidence, the person who insulted Xiaoxi can always find various reasons to say that Xiaoxi is lying.
, but what Xiaoxi wants to say is, just think that Xiaoxi is lying, just think that what she said is true, but what does it matter?
Xiaoxi is writing stories and publishing articles, not to fall in love and find a boyfriend. If you describe yourself as young and invincible, beautiful and fragrant, you will fall in love with Xiaoxi. What you love is the words and stories written by Xiaoxi, and Xiaoxi.
Your appearance and age have nothing to do with it, right?
Even if a person comes out and says that she is sixteen years old and more beautiful than the most beautiful female stars, but her article has nothing to attract you, you will not fall in love with her, right?
Xiaoxi just writes his favorite stories for like-minded friends to read. He lives peacefully as a little writer. He seldom chats or surfs the Internet. He asks himself that he has never hurt anyone. He doesn’t know why the man in the vest scolds.
I scolded you so harshly,
The editor of Xiaoxi comforted Xiaoxi. People in this world are just like the stories written by Xiaoxi. There are always good people and bad people. Sometimes when you encounter bad people, just relax your mind and just laugh it off. Don't be too harsh.
care.
But Xiaoxi is also a human being, a delicate, sensitive and insecure person. He is insulted and scolded for no reason, so he cannot remain indifferent. Xiaoxi cannot stop the bad guys, so he can only turn to you for help. Xiaoxi cannot always go online.
, if you read Xiaoxi’s article in the future and find someone maliciously harming Xiaoxi, please reply to the comments and tell the person who insulted Xiaoxi that you love Xiaoxi, no matter whether Xiaoxi is 18, 28 or 38 this year
Sui, what you love is the words and stories written by Xiaoxi, okay?
With your love and support, Xiaoxi will have the confidence and courage to move forward bravely. So, do you love me?
