The burial was all handled by Jiang Ciyun, and buying a cemetery was not a cheap number, and he paid for all the money. And I've been sick for a long time, it's heart disease.

Under Lin Fengfan's clever words, the people in the police station said that my parents' death had nothing to do with Xiao Li, and it couldn't even be counted as indirect murder, so they simply didn't report the case. In the end, the two siblings stopped holding me accountable for deliberately hurting people, probably because they were afraid of making a big deal out of it.

After my parents left, my relatives called to complain that I didn't hold a funeral dinner for the second elder, and that what I said was useless. There were a few soft tones expressing concern, but they were all farts in my eyes. Not long after my dad got sick, gradually these relatives stopped running to my house, and the contact phone number was gone, and I will never forget that chilling feeling in my life.

After dealing with the hypocrisy of these people, my whole body became very numb. The last call that came in was made by Lu Li. I didn't ask Jiang Ciyun about his admission to the hospital, but I had already vaguely confirmed my guess.

"I'm sorry." This was Lu Li's first opening sentence, an unusually slow and deep tone.

"I'll see you when I'm discharged from the hospital, and I won't approve the resignation letter." This is the second sentence.

I hung up the phone without him saying a third sentence and turned it off.

I sat on the balcony for a long night that night, and the light was not turned on in the room, and the white moonlight shone in sparsely, and my face was imprinted on the glass window, and the shadow and the real person were as if they were dead.

waited for the light to shine because Jiang Ciyun came back.

"I bought you a supper." He said.

I turned my back to him and said weakly, "I'm not hungry." ”

The sound of a match lighting is special, and the smell is very special, with a woody aroma. People like me, who never smoke, are very sensitive to the smell of smoke, and can smell even the slightest hint of it.

"Come here." Jiang Ciyun's voice can be called soft.

I replied numbly, "I'm not hungry." ”

"Come here" he began to get stern.

I looked back at him, and he was standing two or three meters away from me, his eyes fixed on him.

He said four words when he entered the door, but I felt the other four words: grace and power.

If it weren't for Jiang Ciyun during this time, I don't know how I would have survived. I didn't want to fight him, so I decided to eat some of what he bought. In fact, it is rare to feel hungry, and if you don't eat or eat less, your stomach will become small, and sometimes you will be full after drinking two sips of water.

I stood up slowly, who knew that after sitting for too long, my feet were so numb that I fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

Jiang Ciyun hurriedly pinched his cigarette and strode over to pick me up.

When he hugged me tightly, I grabbed his arm as if I had grasped a life-saving straw, and lay on his chest crying like a child.

Since the accident, Jiang Ciyun has hardly said anything to comfort me, he said that he doesn't know how to comfort people, and most of the time he either hugs me or pats me on the back to comfort me. But this time he suddenly said to me: "Tang Ying, if you can't die, stand up and tell all the people who bullied you that you are not only good, but you will live better than them in the future." ”

My crying stopped abruptly the moment he finished speaking. Looking up at him, his face was still handsome beyond all worldliness, and his slightly frowning brows and hoarse voice made his overly beautiful face full of blood and hardness.

His tobacco-scented lips gently kissed away my tears and kissed my forehead, like a true lover, making me feel loved with extremely intimate movements.

I grabbed his neck and asked weakly: "Jiang Ciyun, who are you?" I have always wanted to figure out why he was so good to me.

Jiang Ciyun didn't hesitate at all, and spit out two words lightly: "Husband." ”

I looked at him in a daze, and for the first time felt that Jiang Ciyun and Jiang Ciyun were not a fake couple in name.

He carried me to the bed, he fed me and wiped my mouth, and later got into my bed and wrapped me in a quilt. Vote for Recommendation Previous Chapter List Next Chapter Add to Bookmarks