When Jiang Chaoxi stayed in the room, he could always hear Jiang Luoluo's cry: "Grandma, grandma, grandma, I miss you, grandma..."
And Jiang Chao was very quiet.
She didn't cry or make trouble, she just hid in her room and cried silently.
The wounds in my body are slowly healing, but the wounds in my heart cannot.
Why is it that the person who died was not her but grandma?
She and her grandma had just reconciled, and she still had a lot to say to her grandma.
Grandma... I'm sorry... Grandma...
Just when the car accident happened, Jiang Chaoxi hit her head and was vaguely conscious, but she could still feel that it was her grandma who hugged her when the car rolled down the viaduct.
Grandma used her own body as a protective pad for her.
Just like many years ago, her mother protected her.
The clothes on his body were stained red with blood.
Her world collapsed at that moment.
Jiang Chaoxi locked himself in the room for three days.
On the fourth day, Song Tingyue came and brought Mr. Zhong with him.
"master……"
Tears rolled out of Jiang Chaoxi's eyes and he threw himself into Mr. Zhong's arms.
She couldn't help but remember that many years ago, Jiang Chaoxi had just lost his parents and was in great pain. When he was relaxing in the countryside, he accidentally entered Mr. Zhong's studio. From then on, he became friends with Mr. Zhong.
Painting helped her slowly come out of her sadness.
It also gave her hope in life again.
Seeing Jiang Chaoxi looking so haggard, Mr. Zhong's eyes turned red: "Xixi, you have suffered."
On the way here, Mr. Zhong kept telling Song Tingyue that Jiang Chaoxi's life was too miserable.
Although full of talent, things didn't go smoothly.
If she had less talent, maybe her life wouldn't be so bitter.
Jiang Chaoxi cried so hard that he was out of breath: "Master, I killed grandma, I am guilty... If I stayed at school and did not go home, this kind of thing would not have happened, master... I was wrong...
"
Jiang Chaoxi has been blaming himself.
Mr. Zhong sighed: "Xixi, it's not your fault, and you didn't want to. If you want to blame it, blame the person who drove the tanker. He was the one who harmed your grandma."
"No, it's my fault...it's all my fault..."
These days, Jiang Chaoxi couldn't help but think about it.
If she had received a call from her grandma and she had not come home, and her grandma would have misunderstood her, it would be better than leaving her.
But there is no chance to choose again.
She made the wrong choice.
Jiang Chaoxi didn't dare to sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, his grandma's face and her loving words lingered in his ears.
Grandma actually loves her.
Precisely because I love her, I have a lot of expectations for her. It was she who let her grandma down. She focused all her attention on Ning Ning and Lu Yanting and ignored her.
Mr. Zhong brought Jiang Chaoxi the paintings she drew when she was a child, as well as a lot of pens, inks, paper and inkstones: "Xixi, paint, painting can make you calm down, and it can also make you forget your worries and sorrows."
Jiang Chaoxi covered his head and said sadly: "Why don't you let me lose my memory? If I lose my memory, I won't know anything."
Whether it's a TV show or a novel, the heroine's amnesia seems like a joke. She can lose her memory by just knocking her head.
She was hit so hard, why can't she also lose her memory?
Song Tingyue stood aside and said nothing. Seeing that Jiang Chaoxi was in more pain than he imagined, he finally spoke: "Xibao, if you want to forget the painful things, I can help you."
"Is it really possible?" Jiang Chaoxi looked at Song Tingyue expectantly.
"Yes." Song Tingyue said: "I can help you ask the best hypnosis master in the world to help you hypnotize you. Although it cannot clear those painful memories, it can help you hide them. Do you want to try it?"
"I think, I want to try, no matter whether I can succeed or not, I want to try."
Jiang Chaoxi nodded excitedly.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements for you." Song Tingyue didn't want to see Jiang Chaoxi continue to suffer.
She could obviously live a happy life, but she met Lu Yanting.
The source of all pain is Lu Yanting.
Mr. Zhong was painting with Jiang Chaoxi in the study, while Song Tingyue took his mobile phone and went to the garden to make a call.
His face was deep and his tone was cold: "I'm here with Xibao. Xibao is in pain. She wants to forget those painful memories. I think that includes you, Lu Yanting!"
Lu Yanting on the other end of the phone was sitting in his car, and his car was outside Jiang's garden.
In the past few days, he has been standing outside, but he did not get out of the car.
He knew that Jiang Chaoxi would be even more painful when he saw him.
And his presence will only intensify her pain.
It was he who harmed her!
Feilong really knows how to kill people and kill people. If he couldn't do it, he would do it to Jiang Chaoxi.
Lu Yanting closed his eyes to hide the light in his eyes.
"It's okay to forget me. She never had a good life when she was with me. Song Tingyue, please help me take good care of her. I only believe in you!"
"You don't need to tell me, I will take good care of Xibao. When I took care of Xibao, you didn't know where you were."
Song Tingyue spoke with sarcasm. He hated Lu Yanting's self-righteous attitude.
It was obviously him who protected Jiang Chaoxi when he grew up.
But he personally sent Jiang Chaoxi to Lu Yanting.
For her, he can do anything.
Never consider your own mood and feelings.
Lu Yanting said a dull "hmm" and hung up the phone.
Song Tingyue put down his cell phone and turned around to see Jiang Luoluo, whose eyes were swollen like walnuts.
She walked towards Song Tingyue sadly: "Mr. Song, thank you for coming to visit my sister. Is my sister feeling better?"
Song Tingyue ignored Jiang Luoluo because he knew that it was Jiang Luoluo who asked Mrs. Jiang to call Jiang Chaoxi and ask Jiang Chaoxi to return to Jiang's house.
After all, Lu Yanting is responsible, and Jiang Luoluo is also responsible.
No one can settle the relationship.
Even Mrs. Jiang is not innocent.
In the end, Jiang Chaoxi suffered all the pain.
Why should his girl endure this?
Jiang Luoluo saw that Song Tingyue ignored her, so she sat on the chair opposite him and started sobbing: "Mr. Song, grandma left so suddenly. We can't accept it. I dream about grandma every night..."
She was crying hard when Jiang Mufeng and Fei Zhuoyu came in from the outside together, bringing the Jiang family's lawyer with them.
Fei Zhuoyu has also been busy these days, helping Jiang Mufeng deal with Mrs. Jiang's funeral affairs.
Just like many years ago, he helped handle the funeral affairs of Jiang Chaoxi's parents.
He didn't consider himself an outsider at all.
Everyone in the Jiang family is his relative.
Jiang Mufeng nodded towards Song Tingyue: "Mr. Song, you are here."
"Second uncle." Song Tingyue stood up and said politely to Jiang Mufeng: "I will bring the master over to see Xibao."
Jiang Mufeng said: "Oh, you happen to be here, you can also be a witness. My mother's will will be announced today. I will call Xixi to come down now."
"I'll go shout!"
Song Tingyue did not regard himself as an outsider and turned around and entered the villa.
Jiang Chaoxi is painting, and what she is good at is the spring scenery of the cold river.
After she finished painting, Song Tingyue said: "Xixi, the lawyer is here and wants to announce your grandma's will. You should go down too!"