The entanglement of resistance to death made her brain even more confused.

She couldn't tell how she felt, some ashamed, some delighted, some indulgent, and some afraid...... Thousands of emotions were mixed in my heart, and finally became a mess of hemp.

During the whole process, the two did not talk to each other, and Jian Yu felt that he was about to drown in this dull extreme feeling, and finally, the wind calmed down, the waves were quiet, and Jian Yu was powerless to cling to him.

Meng Jingchen stared at her with those eyes that were as dark as ancient pools.

His hair was a little messy, soaked with sweat at the roots, wet and sticking to the corners of his forehead, on his forehead, on the tip of his nose, and on his lips, there were crystal beads of sweat.

The slanting sun shone in through the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, hitting his handsome face, and the sweat seemed to have the aura of heaven and earth, glowing with the brilliance of glass beads.

Jian Yu stared at his handsome face for a long time, and his heart was mixed.

"You, don't you have anything to say to me?" Finally, he spoke first.

Probably hadn't spoken for too long, and his voice sounded dry, like an old machine that had not been used for a long time.

Jian Yu lowered her eyes, she didn't know what to say?

From the first meeting, she was in front of him and had no right to decide.

"Jane. Meng Jingchen reached out and lifted her chin, forcing her to face herself.

"Speak!" he commanded.

Jian Yu's eyes flickered, and he suddenly hugged his waist and closed his eyes tightly.

Meng Jingchen's body suddenly froze, and the solemn momentum between his eyebrows and eyes instantly dissipated invisibly.

"Meng Jingchen, let's not quarrel, okay?"

She said weakly.

Quarrel?

Meng Jingchen was stunned for a moment, did they quarrel? Obviously, she went to take the subway quietly, and she didn't talk to him when she met him on the way, but now she came to tell him not to quarrel, as if it was his fault.

"I know, today made you very embarrassed, but, it really wasn't me on purpose, I, and I also clearly told Ye Nishizawa that there is someone you like, you, can you not be angry again?"

She had lowered her posture, but he still stared at her with a pair of falcon-like eyes.

Her heart became more and more bottomless, and the feeling of humiliation permeated her heart, making her want to cry.

Meng Jingchen frowned and asked, "You have to run because of this?"

Jian Yu nodded, and Meng Jingchen breathed a long sigh of relief.

He thought that she was planning to leave because Meng Zhilei was angry with herself and didn't give her a chance to explain, so in a fit of anger, she left her domineeringly.

Unexpectedly, she was just afraid that she would be jealous.

The dignified Chief of the Meng Clan, when did he become so cautious.

He suddenly felt a little funny, and he did laugh.

"You, what are you laughing at?" Jian Yu saw him suddenly laughing, and his heart was even more bottomless.

"I thought Mrs. Meng had a new love and wanted to throw away her old love?"

As he spoke, he cast his gaze to the backpack on the ground.

Jian Yu was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly said: "It's not like this, Meng Jingchen, don't you know the ins and outs of the matter between me and Ye Xize, it's really not as rumored." ”

"Then what are you doing with a cold face for me? I thought you had found a new love and were ready to abandon me. ”

Meng Jingchen was inexplicably a little coquettish when he said this, and Jian Yu was startled, "What's the matter, obviously you left in the venue, I thought you were angry." ”

"I'm angry, I'm angry that you don't trust me at all. I said earlier, I know everything that day, is it necessary to be angry with you?"

"But, after all, in public, I let you have a green light on your head. ”

"Ho, do you think Meng Jingchen is the kind of person who cares about face?"

"Isn't it?"

"People who don't have face need to be given face. Meng Jingchen scratched her nose, "Sweat and wash." ”

With that, he took her to the bathroom.

The second monk was confused, what does this mean?

This matter passed inexplicably.

Although Jian Yu was still a little uncertain in her heart, Meng Jingchen didn't mention it, and she had no reason to pursue it anymore, after all, she was the one who was at fault.

She didn't know that Meng Jingchen didn't mention it, because she didn't want her to know that all this was done by Meng Zhilei.

After Jian Yu fell asleep, Meng Jingchen got up quietly, and when he was about to open the door and go out, he suddenly saw the backpack on the ground, reached out to pick it up, and suddenly dropped out of the bag A dilapidated iron box.

He looked at Jian Yu, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and was about to stuff the iron box back into his bag. Seeing the pattern on the box, his eyes suddenly froze, and a touch of pain flashed through his eyes.

The ghost sent the gods, he brought the iron box into the study, and carefully looked at it.

This is a square flat biscuit box, because it is too old, it is no longer clear the original color on the box, only a robot pattern can be faintly seen, and the English biscuit title, and the biscuit production date on the back.

This cookie box is twenty years old.

Meng Jingchen looked at the biscuit box, and his thoughts drifted away, returning to that afternoon twenty years ago.

As usual, he went to the martial arts gym to practice martial arts as soon as he got out of school, but he didn't practice for long, his vision began to blur, and then he fell to the ground. When I woke up again, it was quiet, and I couldn't see my fingers.

He thought that there was a problem with his eyesight, thinking that he was still in the martial arts hall, and shouted that someone was coming, when suddenly a dazzling light pierced his vision like a sharp arrow.

He realized that his eyes were good, but the martial arts hall had become a cave-like place that was dark, and the light came from a miner's lamp in a man's hand.

The man was unusually burly, and his beard looked particularly terrifying in the dark night.

He couldn't tell if it was day or night, and he couldn't remember how long he had been in the dark cave, until a woman ran in and said she could take him away.

When they parted, she also gave him a box of biscuits, and he clearly remembered the appearance of the box of biscuits, which was exactly the same as the one in front of him, but he didn't have time to eat the box of biscuits, so he threw it on the way to escape.

He picked up the cookie box again, maybe it was just the same brand.

Meng Jingchen put down the box, picked up the phone, and picked up the phone when it rang again.

"Mr. Meng. Ji Cheng's calm and powerful voice came from the earpiece.

Meng Zhilei ...... Send someone to keep an eye on her. Meng Jingchen's voice suddenly had a hint of sadness.

Maybe it's really my mistake, neglecting Meng Zhilei's discipline and missing her growth, and the root of everything is myself.

Meng Jingchen's gaze fell on the cookie box again.

A woman's pale and thin face came to mind, and her dark eyes looked at him deadly, and said, "Take care of her, don't let her know, she has, like that, father, please, you ......"

She seemed to use all her strength to say this, and when she was done, she closed her eyes forever.

Meng Jingchen stood up, his tall figure covered with deep sadness.

This is what he owes to another woman, and if someone has to pay it back, it can only be himself.