The bonfire burned, the crowd fell into an indescribable silence, and the laughter broke out after the silence, at this time, only from the horrified eyes of everyone, it can be understood that this silence obviously will not have that kind of follow-up effect, at this time Mike and Garmor, who fell to the ground, looked up at the figure of the young man, and behind Jiaming, Shirley, who was kneeling on the ground by the corner of his clothes, had not been able to stand up, covering her mouth with one hand, looking at the big iron box in front of her and the debris thrown in the collapsing, and muttered: "Oh-my-god... … oh-my-god……”

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

For a long time, only the sound of everyone's breathing came from the factory where there was a sudden coughing sound, and when she turned her head, Yahan looked at this side in a daze, coughing lightly, and reaching out to rub her chest - she was choking on saliva.

Standing there, Jiaming took a deep breath and a faint smile appeared on his face.

From the perspective of ordinary people, being looked at by so many people with surprise or awe, and being speechless, is really a very satisfying thing for vanity, but for Jia Ming, such vanity can only bring a faint sense of powerlessness, so he pulled up Shirley behind him and patted her shoulder: "Good fight, keep working hard." He walked towards Yahan.

On the other side, Yahan patted her chest and looked at him in a daze, with a little surprise and novelty in her smiling eyes, she knew that Jia Ming was powerful before, but she had never seen that when he really made a move, it would reach such an inhuman level.

Gently, he took her hand.

"Uh, you're ......"

"It's time for us to go."

"Huh? Where to go......"

"Get out of here."

No one around spoke, but when the two of them held hands and walked out of the factory, several people in front of them subconsciously got out of the way. As he passed Mike, Yahan turned his head, smiled and waved his hand to thank you and say goodbye, and soon the two of them disappeared into the ice-covered world under the gaze of everyone......

Leaving the town, they spent the night in a tent in the nearby snow-covered forest. Without the hustle and bustle of the city, or even any traces of artificiality, they cleared the snow in the woods, and then lit a bonfire, and the night sky after the snow was cloudless, and through the forest skeleton of straight tree trunks, you could clearly see the twinkling stars in the sky.

Yi Jiaming has a wealth of knowledge about life in the wild, and everything has been prepared in advance. It wasn't a cold night, and of course, due to Yahan's physical problems, the two just hugged each other and slept for one night. The next day. The two returned to New York, and the whole city was already full of Christmas fever.

Due to the snow stop, the originally grounded flights have also taken off again at this time, but the limelight is still in the United States for the time being, Castro has just died, if he takes a plane, it is difficult to guarantee whether Zhuang will do anything out of the ordinary at the risk of being fully suppressed by the US government. The matter of returning home was arranged by Yan Huang Awakening, and during this day, the two spent a day shopping in the most prosperous stores in New York City. In the evening, Yan Huang Awakening had already arranged an ocean freighter to secretly return to China in the form of smuggling. At about nine o'clock in the evening, Jiaming and Yahan temporarily broke up and drove to Sarier Manor alone.

Sneak past the fence, sneak through the heavily guarded small squares and gardens, and sneak into the second floor of the villa. Originally, everything in the room where he was temporarily staying was as it was yesterday, even the bedding was messy, and it was still the same as when he left more than two days ago.

Pushing the window in, passing through the room, and entering the corridor inside the villa, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol, and the sound of the TV episode was faintly heard, and the heating seemed to be somewhat insufficient. At the corner of the stairs in the hallway, the lights in the living room below were off, but the TV was on. The light flickered and shone on a small area of the living room, and then he saw Marilyn on the sofa.

In the light of the light of the TV that danced brightly and darkly, he walked quietly over, wearing a thin nightdress, and the blonde woman seemed to curl up on the sofa and fall asleep.

Western women are prone to aging, and many women will quickly become bloated after giving birth, even if it is not too obvious, the waist circumference is often larger than others, and after entering the age of 30, the wrinkles and spots on the face, and the sagging skin are much faster than those in the East. However, perhaps related to life experience, these symptoms that make people look aging do not show any signs in Marilyn's body.

She has passed her thirtieth birthday, her skin is still smooth and delicate like a girl, her waist is slender, her legs are slender and sexy, and her breasts are plump but not bloated. When she was more than ten years old, she gave birth to Heidi for Tang Jingyao, and since then she has been living a lonely and deep life in the United States. But at this time, it seems that this body, which is still sexy and seductive, also has a haggard that has never been seen before, as if it is dead.

The nightdress was a little messy, the smell of wine was all around, she was curled up and lying there, frowning in her sleep, her blonde hair was messily scattered at her side, when Jiaming approached, the left hand on the edge of the sofa trembled slightly, and with a bang, a wine bottle fell to the ground, and half a bottle of wine flowed out wantonly, soaking the surrounding carpet. On the coffee table in front of it, there were several bottles of whiskey that had been drunk.

Walking over and picking up the wine bottle and putting it on the coffee table, he squatted in front of the sofa and watched her sleeping, this was the first time he had seen such a scene from her.

I remember that more than three years ago, in Jianghai, after Tang Jingyao died, she wanted to commit suicide, and then was stopped by him, it should be the most painful moment in her life, but after that, she chose to seduce a child to forget these pains, and even at that time, he had never seen her become what she is today.

Perhaps, just as love cannot be a guarantee for a lifetime, responsibility and accommodation can make people grow old together, so they lose the sustenance of the soul

It's even more sad to go to love, three years ago, he saw a silk-like woman who couldn't survive if he was sustenance, and he thought that this silk would mature later. At least it will reduce the sense of dependence, but now it seems that the silk has become more dependent and hopeless......

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He rarely sighed, because there were few things that made him feel really helpless, but at this time, he finally sighed softly, and it was difficult to tell what it felt in his heart. At the moment, Marilyn tightened her body again. Trembling slightly. Jiaming stood up, found the remote control of the air conditioner in the living room, turned up the temperature, and when he turned around, the figure on the sofa sat up at some point, staring at him ghostly.

Jia Ming didn't have much surprise, and over there, he seemed to be checking whether what was in front of him was a hallucination. For a while, neither side spoke. In a moment, Marilyn tilted her head abruptly to the side, and vomited with a wow, and the smell of wine and rancid smell filled the living room. Jiaming picked up the small trash can and walked over, and then patted her on the back for her.

The tumbling vomiting lasted for about half a minute, and after regaining her breath slightly, Marilyn turned her head: "You, it's really ......" Immediately, Jia Ming blocked the words with a napkin to wipe her mouth.

"I've got a few hours left in the U.S., so I'm coming to see you."

Jiaming said lightly, and after a period of silence, Marilyn said as if she was about to cry: "I'm sorry......"

"Nope. The last time I didn't explain, it was actually my fault...... You're right......"

Marilyn shook her head haggardly, her mind still a little confused, as if she didn't know how to answer: "Heidi...... Heidi she fell asleep, and I coaxed her for a long time...... When I finally fell asleep, I ...... I'm going to call her down. You wait for her, you must see her...... She's been crying for more than a day......"

She struggled to get up, and then fell down weakly, Jia Ming shook his head: "Wait, don't worry." Reaching out and picking her up, Marilyn was full of alcohol, vomiting a little bit of filth splashed on her nightdress, smelling like a beggar or a drunkard living in a dark alley in New York, and while carrying her upstairs, Marilyn tightened her arms with both hands. It was as if he could disappear at any moment. He muttered, "I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

"You seem to be getting heavier." Jia Ming made a joke.

Entering Marilyn's room, Jiaming walked into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water, but when she was about to put her down, Marilyn shook her head as if frightened: "You need to take a hot shower, don't worry, I won't leave." ”

Marilyn still stubbornly held his hand, looked at him and whispered, "You help me wash." ”

For the two of them, this is not a taboo thing, Jiaming put her in hot water, took off her soaked nightdress and underwear for her, picked up a bath towel to scrub her body, when he smiled and said: "Except for Heidi, I have never helped anyone do this kind of thing, and you are not a child." Marilyn scrubbed herself, but still let him stay with her.

She was weak at this time, and she was drunk, she was staggering when she stood up, steaming hot, and her spirit was also a little trance, and she finally finished taking a bath, Jiaming wrapped her whole body with a large bath towel, hugged her to the bed, and curled up beside him for a long time, Marilyn asked weakly, "Do you still want me?" ”

"Well, I want land."

This unhesitating answer reassured her, wrapped in a wide bath towel and completely naked, she leaned against Jiaming and curled up beside him. Although Jiaming still looks like a teenager, she is already a fully mature and independent woman, but there are few shots that can show the concept of the word "bird" in contrast. After saying a few words on the bed, when talking about Heidi, the family waved his hand to the door: "Come in." ”

The door was gently opened, and there was a little girl with her head bowed, her face full of panic and haggardness, her fingers tugging at the corners of her clothes, and her face seemed to be stained with tears, perhaps to make her movements gentle and not noticed, she was not wearing shoes, and her small bare feet were rubbing helplessly.

After a moment's hesitation, she timidly entered the room. Marilyn subconsciously sat upright, pulled the bath towel on her body, and left Jiaming a little. However, Heidi did not rush towards Jiaming as usual, but bypassed Jiaming, climbed into bed, and sat next to her mother, Marilyn reached out and hugged her.

Gently touching Heidi's head, Jia Ming laughed: "I don't dislike you, it's just that there are some things that you are too young to understand." ”

"I'm sorry ......"

"I said, I didn't dislike you."

"You don't like me, you like Mom." The girl muttered softly, and there seemed to be a trace of unwillingness in her resentful tone, "I can't rob her ......"

I don't know how to answer this kind of words, Marilyn can only hold her daughter wordlessly, and look at Jiaming in a panic, but Jiaming smiled: "I don't tell children this, you are also dirty, go take a hot bath, I still have two hours, before that, help you get some food." ”

He got out of bed as he spoke, then went out of the hallway, pulled the door behind him, and the mother and daughter on the bed looked at the closed door, and Marilyn said softly, "Go take a bath." Heidi nodded, got out of bed, and then jerked, and with Marilyn's soft cry, she dragged a large bath towel into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

Sitting naked on the bed, Marilyn didn't know for a moment whether to laugh or annoy, or worry about her daughter, and after a while, she had to get out of bed weakly and go to the closet to find clothes to put on. In the bathroom, little Heidi was holding the bath towel, with a mischievous smile on her face, but tears were already pouring down, and for a moment, she bit the thick bath towel, trembled, and cried silently, leaning against the wall, slowly sliding down......