Wen Zhengrong frowned, stopped by her words.

His eyes dodged slightly, "What do you mean?"

"Little uncle, I'm old enough to decide things for myself. You should try to let go, I can take care of everything. After all, he is a little uncle, Ji Shan can't treat him in the same way as he treats outsiders after all, "Little uncle, I have made all the decisions that should be made." And there are some things, you don't have to make decisions for me, you don't have to help me hide them, I'm not so fragile, I should bear what I should make my own decisions, I can do it myself. ”

Wen Zhengrong sneered, "Can you decide for yourself?" Then you tell me, for the sake of a man, you a little girl went to Africa to volunteer, and she was shot in a rain of bullets, and even got shot, and almost died, can you make your own decision?"

Wen Zhengrong's words can be regarded as self-destruction.

When they met again, Ji Shan didn't tell him about being shot, but now that he was brought up, Ji Shan knew that many things had been manipulated by him in the past three years.

"Ji Shan, why did the eldest sister die, have you forgotten?" Wen Zhengrong disdained to use this matter to force her to give up Zhou Jingchuan, but now, he held his hand, cold sweat broke out in his palms, and he had to mention this matter.

Ji Shan was dumbfounded, and after a while, she raised her head, "Little uncle, when I went to Africa, I atoned for myself and for him." ”

"It's just comfort, isn't it? Midnight dreams, sooner or later you'll be tormented to death by this. Wen Zhengrong sneered, "Rest early, think about it." ”

Leaving this sentence, Wen Zhengrong left the ward.

Ji Shan sat on the sofa, she looked ahead and slowly closed her eyes.

She knows it, but people can't be resurrected after death, it's not easy to live, and then torture each other, let more people be tortured, let her son be in a single-parent family, and then set off a new hatred?

Wen Zhengrong stayed outside the ward for a few minutes, strode away, and went to a bar.

……

The following week, Ji Shan took a leave of absence, moved out of the hospital, and went home to raise him.

After three days of raising and being able to walk freely, she went to get a new mobile phone card, went to the square to clean, and bought clothes in the right style.

At noon, she asked Song Jiaqi to come out for dinner, and she ate and drank very refreshingly. In the afternoon, the two of them worked together and continued to sweep, buying clothes suitable for the two children, and according to the results of the investigation, Ji Shan bought toys and small gifts and snacks.

Song Jiaqi hugged her arms beside her, "I'm a little sad for the professor. ”

Ji Shan tilted his head and opened his mouth, "En?"

Not only did he have no gifts, but his two children, who had been with him for three years, were about to defect. ”

Ji Shan noticed Song Jiaqi's latter words, but she didn't believe it, "How can it be so easy to defect? ”

Song Jiaqi: "Children, where do you remember any grudges." After the sound fell, she patted Ji Shan's shoulder, "Come on." ”

Ji Shan nodded, "I will." ”

For one day, Ji Shan was so tired that he couldn't do it. The next day, the weather was fine, she bought a bouquet of lilies and went to Gongjiazhuang.

Stepping on the bluestone slab, Ji Shan breathed in the fresh air that had been washed after the rain.

After arriving, Ji Shan bowed and placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone.

She wore a white dress, and in the breeze, she raised the hem of her skirt. And the locust tree above her rustled, and the green leaves that fell from time to time fell on her shoulder, and the delicate was neutralized, adding to the gentleness and softness.

"Mom, I'm back. ”

She tucked her hair behind her ears, tilted her body, sat down by the tombstone, took out the food and wine she had prepared, and placed it in front of the tombstone.

The wind blew gently, and Ji Shan'an sat quietly. She rests her head on the tombstone, closes her eyes, and sometimes chuckles, sometimes whispers, about what happened in Africa.

With his mother, Ji Shan's heart is very stable.

"Mom, I can be better, and I will remember my responsibilities in the future, live well, and be your pride. Ji Shan smiled stupidly, as if he was leaning on his mother's arms when he was a child, "So, Mom, can you forgive me, I'm going to chase my own happiness." Ji Shan's voice was a lot lower, "I know, I know it's wrong for me to do this, if you complain, just blame me, okay?" She whispered slowly, "I will not let you go if I bullied you at the beginning, but can I be with him and the two children?"

Ji Shan opened her eyes, her eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her lip, "He is very innocent, he is also a good person, and he is good to me." ”

As if he was afraid that others would not believe him, Ji Shan repeated, "Really." ”

After speaking, Ji Shan laughed to himself and scratched his head embarrassedly. He smiled softly and softly, and his cheeks were glowing with two more red clouds.

"This Ms. Wen seems to be very happy. ”

A simple female voice came, Ji Shan lifted his eyes and looked over.

I saw a plainly dressed eldest sister standing not far away with a broom, smiling at her simply.

Ji Shan stood up, "Hello, eldest sister." Ji Shan felt that this eldest sister seemed to be planning to sweep her mother's grave, and a look of incredulity flashed in her eyes, "What are you planning to ......?"

The eldest sister explained with a smile, "A Mr. Zhou asked me to sweep the fallen leaves in front of the tomb. ”

Ji Shan's pupils tightened, "Mr. Zhou?"

The eldest sister nodded, "Yes, a very noble person." She thought about it and gave Ji Shan a thumbs up, "For three years, I have come every week." If you hadn't come, I would have thought Mr. Zhou was your mother's son. Then, he pointed to the locust tree behind Ji Shan, "This tree was planted by him himself." ”

Ji Shan's heart was beating rapidly, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a smile, and gradually, the smile faded, her eyes were sour, and the mist covered her eyes.

Looking back at his mother's gentle and gentle smiling face on the tombstone, Ji Shan took a breath and wiped the tears from his face, "Mom, he's really good, right?"

The wind was still blowing, blowing the leaves of the locust tree, Ji Shan raised his hand, picked up a piece, held it in the palm of his hand, his expression was serious, and he bowed deeply to his mother.

Before leaving, Ji Shanwaner, "Mom, I'll catch up with someone again and bring him over with the children." ”

……

Since leaving the hospital that day, Zhou Jingchuan has been immersed in work all day.

A lot of work can help him forget about some of his irritability for a while.

"Drinking?"

Wen Chuyang sat on his desk, curling his fingers and tapping on the table.

Zhou Jingchuan pressed the bridge of his nose and stood up, "Let's go." ”

He picked up his coat and turned his head to look at Wen Chuyang, "Not going?"

Wen Chuyang was stunned, "Huh?" paused for a few seconds, "Go and go." ”

Since Zhou Jingchuan no longer restricted the media two years ago, and even fueled some scandals, Zhou Jingchuan's news appeared in major media news from time to time.

What's more, Wen Chuyang went to the bar with him. Wen Chuyang exploded a photo in the circle of friends, and several men in the box were sitting next to slender women.

Galaxy is involved in entertainment projects, Wen Chuyang is in charge of this part, and there are many media people in WeChat, after this photo was sent, it was directly moved to major forums.

Ji Shan came back from Gongjiazhuang, just went home and washed up, turned on her mobile phone, and Weibo pushed this kind of non-nutritious thing to her.

Seeing this kind of news, Ji Shan felt very uncomfortable.

She closed her eyes, enlarged the photo, and accurately intercepted Zhou Jingchuan, and she clearly saw the person sitting next to Zhou Jingchuan.

This time it was changed again.

The style has also been changed.

It's not a fake face group.

The clean student sat next to Zhou Jingchuan, bowing his head crampedly, carefully holding a glass of red wine.

Ji Shan heard that men are best of this pure type. She felt her heart being pinched hard.

"Big Guy Zhou looks so handsome when he drinks, he can't help but clamp his legs. ”

"My husband begged. ”

The comments below are unsightly.

Ji Shan hurriedly quit the software.

She shook her phone, twisted her eyebrows and called Wen Chuyang.

She thought that since Wen Chuyang took the initiative to tell her what happened, it would definitely not be to stop it.

In the box, Wen Chuyang and Zhou Jingchuan were drinking together, and the sudden ringtone of his mobile phone disturbed him. But this number is a private number, Wen Chuyang glanced at Zhou Jingchuan, stood up, and went to the relatively quiet window, "Wen Chuyang." ”

"Mr. Wen, good evening, I'm Ji Shan. ”

Wen Chuyang thought he was too drunk, took the phone away, pressed his forehead, and asked again, "Who?"

"Ji Shan. ”

Wen Chuyang sighed twice, glanced at Zhou Jingchuan meaninglessly, and then chuckled, "Miss Ji, what a nobleman, are you in trouble?" Without waiting for Ji Shan to speak, he continued, "Miss Ji, if it's Lao Zhou's business, then forget it." I don't know, he left with his little sister. ”

Leave this sentence and hang up the phone neatly.

Stretching comfortably, he returned to his seat.

Glancing at Zhou Jingchuan, he took a sip of wine, "You're so bored all day long, without Ji Shan, you can have Li Shan and Wang Shan, just if you want to play with yellow eel, why are you doing? He beckoned to the student girl beside Zhou Jingchuan, "What are you doing? Will you serve people? Brother Chuan is in a bad mood, you don't coax, do you want him to coax you?"

The student girl was stunned by Wen Chuyang's words, she gently bit the tender flesh under her lip, her eyes were like autumn water, and she looked at Zhou Jingchuan slowly.

Zhou Jingchuan wore a pair of gold-framed glasses, a loose black shirt, the tie had long been removed, and the top buttons were also unbuttoned, which was loose and made people's hearts beat faster.

With a red face, the student girl peeled the grapes and sent them to Zhou Jingchuan's thin lips.

Zhou Jingchuan stared at Wen Chuyang indifferently, "What are you doing?" He didn't even look at the student girl, and said coldly, "Let her go." ”

"Roll what?" Wen Chuyang smiled. Seeing Zhou Jingchuan remember, he clasped his arm, "Okay, I won't mess with you." He glanced at the student's sister and said, "Pour the wine." ”

Ji Shan actually hung up the phone and arrived at the door of the box.

She asked Lai Qianqian to help ask for the room number, and she would stand here only after she was sure that Zhou Jingchuan was there.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Shan pushed open the door.

Zhou Jingchuan was sitting right in front of the door, and after Ji Shan came in, he found him.

He leaned back on the sofa, lazily shaking his wine glass, and the student girl bent down to pour him wine, convex and backward, and when he bowed, his thin clothes could not support the undercurrent waves.

Ji Shan's chest shook and froze in place.