She hid in the small house in Xiyousuo Village and cried darkly, Xiao He died for her, but she always hated Xiao He very much, and often said vicious words related to Xiao He.

She was a downright bad woman, and the sun outside the window shot in through the unclosed curtains, some of which were sprinkled on her red and swollen eye sockets, and another on her excessively bitten lip.

Jiang Nuan felt that she was not worthy of Xiao He, why did Xiao He hide the fact that she was injured from her?

Xiao He is afraid that if she dies, will she Jiang Nuan be heartbroken?

So much so that in the end, he has to create the illusion of "he is still alive" on Weibo!

How could she be so cruel? She cried loudly, why did Xiao He bear all this for her? Why?

She wanted to scream, but the voice got stuck in her throat and couldn't get out!

She could only whimper in fragmented language, her whole face wrinkled, and her short hair was messily sprinkled on her face.

Her flustered eyes saw bottles of essential oil. "Okay, okay, what should I do?

When she read An Hao, she remembered what she had said to An Hao, "I don't want to think of him again for a minute or a second!"

Thinking of this, she hurriedly ran out of the house.

There is a place that carries a wish, and that wish is to forget Xiao He, no!

She didn't know the exact location of the temple, and she only thought it was a comfort thing to comfort her.

Jiang Nuan ran on the country road, and saw people asking around about the temple, she didn't even know the name of the temple, she could only rely on her feelings to describe the temple.

When the people who came and went saw her crazy appearance, they all dodged aside and pointed, but she still didn't give up, let go of her last dignity, bent down, and said in a torn voice. "Please, tell me if you know, my husband won't be waiting for me long. ”

Jiang Nuan used the word "husband", Xiao He wanted to get rid of her and let her spend her life without pressure.

But Xiao He, when all the truth comes, all hypocritical unlove will collapse!

The well-wisher showed her a way, she ran away, she was afraid that if she slowed down, that wish would come true, and she really cut off all contact with Xiao He.

She thought, Xiao He, even if you are no longer there, this connection can't be broken!

She threw her head back, trying to retract her tears, and kicked the boulder with her swift footsteps.

She rolled over, her whitewashed jeans rubbed through the ground, revealing the flesh inside.

Jiang Nuan stood up numbly, and the palms of her hands were pierced with a lot of gravel, and she didn't even look at it.

She bent her feet, like a puppet with a broken foot, and struggled forward.

There was nothing to lean on around, she fell down several times, her skin opened several times,

But she still walked forward, looking at the temple that was getting closer and closer, she smiled, she thought she had caught everything!

She stood under the wishing tree, which was already falling leaves, and listened to the wind blowing the bamboo tube, making a crunch sound, and the bamboo tube at the top was already yellow.

She grabbed the trunk of the tree in fear and was about to run to the tree, she was afraid that in the next second, the bamboo tube would turn yellow, she didn't want that wish to come true!

"Come down, you're in danger like this!"

There were some dissuasive voices from the Chinese around her, but she didn't have time to respond.

She looked around, looking at the bamboo tube with Jiang Nuan's name and An Hao's name written on it.

The dry twigs hit her face, drawing blood streaks, and she didn't even frown, her eyes checking the bamboo tubes over and over again.

After looking at it for a long time, she didn't find it, she didn't give up and pulled open every branch, and the palm that was originally filled with gravel was bleeding at the moment, and part of the rubble fell under the tree along the blood.

"Xiao He, I was wrong, no! I don't want to forget you, please let me ruin that wish, please. ”

She hugged the trunk and cried, crying heartbreakingly, she said sorry words over and over again, and her unfocused eyes still did not find the bamboo tube.

The elders under the tree asked in French, "Young man, why are you crying?"

"The man I loved died for me, and I want to keep the memory of him, but I can't find that vicious wish. ”

Jiang Nuan looked at the elder as if he was grasping a life-saving straw. "Master, where is the wish I put here before. ”

"When the wish comes true, it naturally disappears. ”

It's gone?

Her eyes instantly went dark, and the whole person fell from the tree, at the moment of falling.

Did she ever think that if this was an abyss, would she be able to accompany Xiao He?

The wish came true, the fulfillment was heartbreaking, that person died, and indeed this life has nothing to do with him anymore!

Jiang Nuan lay on the hospital bed heavily, she could bend her fingers freely to tell herself that she was not dead, she was still living in an absurd farce, and she hated the people who were thinking about her wholeheartedly.

The words she had once said were amplified several times, and the sound was spinning in her head.

"If it weren't for the smell of Mr. Xiao's body in the air, I would have thought I had approached the morgue. ”

"The child's father, I haven't seen him for a long time, I should go and see him. After a long time, I thought he was dead. ”

"Well, I'm quite disappointed, Brother Yi, if that person dies one day, you tell me, I will come to the funeral. ”

These words are sentence after sentence, she has said to different objects, as long as the word Xiao He has been mentioned, she has described it in the ugliest words, how cruel and ignorant she is!

She didn't dare to open her eyes, in her mind, there was a face that was depicted on one side, her hand on the bed, raised up, and traced Xiao He's outline in mid-air, down to the eyelashes.

Outside, the crying of a baby was heard, and she opened her pupils instantly.

Child!

Her child!

She jumped out of bed, and the plaster that had just been fixed on her foot shattered in an instant.

"What are you doing?!" the nurse outside heard the commotion inside and ran in.

Jiang Nuan was a little embarrassed, she didn't want to say it, she thought of the child, so she was so panicked, but she was eager to see the child, even if it was just a pile of loess. "Excuse me, what do you do with dead babies?"

She didn't dare look at the nurse's face, she clenched her fists and waited for an answer.

The nurse did not answer her words, but walked up to her and bent over to look at her bare calves due to the crumbling plaster.

"I'm fine, I can feel where I am. She was self-righteous and spoke French to the nurse.

"Although your foot is not seriously injured, if you toss like this again, you can't guarantee it!"

Jiang Nuan still listened to the doctor's words and sat back on the bed, as soon as she was quiet, her mind was full of Xiao He's smile, that person, the person she respected as a god, now told her that she was dead, dead in her countless vicious verbal curses.

A person who dedicated his cornea for her is now only a handful of ashes!