Zhen Yang chased her out, and saw her back dragging the Golden Horn King on the path in front of the hotel. He chased after her, grabbed her arm and asked, "I'll send you back!" ”

"I'm driving here!" She silently broke free from his hand.

"I'll take you to the parking lot!"

"Zhen Yang, I don't want to talk!" Minglang looked up at her, and there was a layer of transparent sadness in his dark eyes.

"I just don't speak!" He held the Golden Horn King for her, and the two walked silently to the parking lot.

Her car stopped in the far corner, and when she opened the door, the Golden Horn King jumped on it and sat quietly in the passenger seat.

Minglang sat in the car and said to him quietly: "You go back!" ”

After that, start the car, pull down the handbrake to put it into gear, and then reverse and leave. Zhen Yang was not at ease, and drove silently behind her, he told himself in his heart that he couldn't let her have an accident, because she still had to donate bone marrow to Zhenzhen.

Her car drove very slowly, she drove all the way to the Pearl River, the car stopped next to the guardrail next to the Pearl River, and then, she led the Golden Horn King out of the car and sat on the stone steps by the river.

He didn't get out of the car, just watched her silently in the car.

She maintained a posture for a long time, curled up at the end of the stone steps, holding the Golden Horn King, and quietly gazing at the sparkling waves of the river.

She hadn't moved, and he was even wondering if she was asleep.

Finally, he got out of the car and walked quietly towards her.

Her eyes were wide open, hollow, dry without a trace of tears, and she looked back at him, her eyes a little confused.

He sat beside her and didn't speak.

She suddenly spoke, stretching out her hand and pointing to the other side, "I was born over there!" ”

"Oh?" Over there, it's just a shoal, uninhabited.

"I've been living with my grandfather by the Pearl River!" She looked down at her hands, and then kept rubbing them, "I've been following him, and when business is good, he'll buy me candy!" ”

"Where's Ah Gong?" He asked quietly, guessing that Ah Gong was probably dead.

She shook her head blankly, "I don't know, I can't find him all of a sudden!" ”

"Did he move away?" It seems that he should still be alive.

There was a dull pain in her heart, he wouldn't move away, he had said, he would wait until his Zhenzhen returned.

"I'll always be here waiting for him!" She whispered, her eyes clouded with moisture, and emphasized again, "I'll always be here for him!" ”

"What about your parents? Where are they...... Trade? ”

Bright and startled, the dark night with the pouring rain was approaching again, she saw her father turn around and smiled sadly, "Zhenzhen, Dad is gone, Dad has always loved you and Mom, but Dad can't hold on!" ”

She giggled, and many nights like this, Dad would go into the water to touch the fish for her, and the next day, she would have fried fish to eat.

She watched the river flood her head, and she waited until he came up, took her hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go home and fry the fish!" ”

She lowered her head, hid her face and whimpered, took a deep breath, and said, "He's waiting for me too!" ”

Zhen Yang only thought that her parents only cared about business, left her to live with her grandfather, and neglected her, thinking that her childhood must have been very unbearable.

"Shall we get married and bring them back?" He took her hand and said softly.

Minglang was silent, she knew that he would not come back, he would never come back in his life. Two people who were once so closely related will never meet again in this life, never, never.

She didn't understand why, let alone why such cruel things happened in the world. When her grandfather beat her every night, she touched the wounds on her body and asked countless times why he would not come back, and at that time, she did not know the true meaning of death.

She used to hate Zhang Zijing so much, why she left her father, and why she left herself, otherwise, her life would still be a complete life, and her life would not be so fragmented.

After a long time, she said in a low voice: "Zhen Yang, is it true that if I save Zhenzhen, I will be able to pay off everything I owe?" "If you pay it off, there will be no arrears, and when you think about it in the middle of the night, you won't have the pain of breaking your liver and intestines.

Zhen Yang didn't understand the meaning of her words, and stared at her, "You have nothing to pay back, you really save it because you are a good person!" ”

"Good guys?" She looked down at her hands, as if she could still smell the sticky blood on them. No one knows how many things she did against her conscience in order to survive. Because of this, when everyone told her how kind she was, like an angel, her heart was a pain of jealousy, which was the truth, goodness and beauty that originally belonged to her!

She can't look back, and she doesn't need to look back!

"Will you go back?" Zhen Yang hugged her shoulders, pressed her head against his chest, and wrapped her in his arms entirely.

Minglang pressed all the past in his heart, it was really time to let go, things have come to this point, which is contrary to the purpose of her return.

And she no longer deserves to be sad for her. What she needs to do now is to clean up her mood and be the most beautiful bride in the future, and when Hades asks about the most accomplished thing in her life, she can say that she has a grand wedding that all women dream of.

"Let's go back!" She stood up and took his hand with him, and he shook her fingers and walked out together.

Back home, he took the initiative to talk to her about the wedding, Minglang's performance was very different from tonight's performance in the hotel, she seemed very happy, talking about the layout of the wedding venue and taking wedding photos, she seemed to have done a market research, the domestic luxury wedding venue such as a number of treasures, of course, is also very vulgar, but she said that the wedding was originally vulgar, to be high, then don't get married.

The two lay on the bed and quarreled several times about the wedding, and in the end she had the upper hand.

"What about the honeymoon? Where to go for your honeymoon? Zhen Yang took the computer and clicked on many tourist cities.

"Let's go to the United States, and I'll also inspect the business by the way!" Zhenyang Road.

Minglang knocked him on the head with a book, "You must not bring official business, please respect the conference!" "It's a honeymoon anyway.

Zhen Yang asked her, "Then what do you have in mind?" ”

"It doesn't matter, you choose!" She shrugged.

"Dubai!" He proposed.

"Vulgar!" She retorted, throwing his proposal on the ground and stomping on it.

He rolled his eyes, who just said that weddings were originally vulgar? "And what about Melbourne?"

"What's there to do in Melbourne at this time? No! ”

"Japan!"

"I am Chinese, I am inseparable from the Japanese devils, and I will not earn them half a penny for me in this life!"

It also involves family hatred and hatred of the country, isn't it just a honeymoon?

"What about South Korea?"

"Don't, people will think we're going to have plastic surgery!"

"Miss, then you can choose your own place!" He collapsed on the bed, looking at her helplessly.

She pushed him, "It doesn't matter, you choose, I don't have an opinion!" ”

No comments? Doesn't matter? Are she sure?

He finally understood that if a woman's words were believed, she would be blind!

"I'm sleepy, I'll think about it tomorrow!" Zhen Yang sighed, "It's really troublesome to get married, tomorrow is Monday, right?" Let's go to the scheduled registration first! ”

"You don't need to register, just have a wedding, I'm a very traditional person, I don't need a marriage certificate!" She lay beside him, pressed her legs against his stomach domineeringly, and bent her body into a shrimp shape to look at him.

"What kind of marriage is not registered?" It's a tradition to register, right? He didn't understand, so he reached out and pinched her face, "Your net worth is very rich, but my net worth is not worse than yours, don't you always talk about your fast food restaurant!" Before, he married her out of compulsion, but now he suddenly felt that it was a very fun thing, at least, it was worth looking forward to.

"But!" She suddenly looked at him sadly, "If you die after we register our marriage, I will become a widow, and I will be hindered from achieving a double goal!" ”

"Isn't that what you want? What you're doing every day right now is enough to give me an early death! He looked at her angrily, what a crow's mouth!

"Hey, I'm asking you something!" She rolled over on top of him, her hands on her chin, her elbows against his chest, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

He reached out and pulled her two arms, and she fell on top of him, and he **, hey, he's a man anyway, okay? Isn't that challenging his male instincts?

"It's hypocritical to say you're not afraid, but you're afraid but you're not afraid, everyone has to go through it!" He wrapped his arms around her waist, she was very thin, like a stunted child, but she wasn't a child, after all, the place where her chest met was still quite material.

"Where do people go when they die?" She asked again.

He smiled, "I don't know, but I'm dead, and I'm going to haunt you, because you're the one who killed me!" ”

"Nonsense, I didn't kill you!" She puffed out her cheeks.

"None? You're hurting me right now, silly girl, I'm a man, aren't you hurting me by lying on me like this? The color of his eyes darkened, and his tone became ambiguous.

Minglang turned over, "We're going to get married anyway!" ”

"So open? Okay, then I'll try to get married tonight! He put his arms around her, his lips falling to her ear, "Don't regret it! ”

Ming Ming looked at him steadily, and suddenly jumped up.

He looked at her amusefully and ran away? It's just that he just wants to mess with her, he doesn't really want to do it, and it really makes him funny to see her escape so fast.

It's just that after he watched the woman jump out of bed, she actually began to undress, and as soon as she threw off her coat, her upper body was only bust, and her jeans were quickly taken off, and she stepped on the ground and stretched out two slender and white legs.

He watched in amazement as she climbed into bed, and then began to undress him, his voice a little hoarse, and his eyes deepened, "You...... Want to do it? ”

"Yes!" She bluntly distorted his meaning and reached out to pull at his belt.

He was stunned, his eyes moved down from her chest, touching the burn mark on her right thigh, looking at the trace, the wound would not be long.

He hugged her and put her on the bed, reached out and touched her scars, and asked, "When did you get it?" ”

"It's the night you went to the birthday party!" She didn't say anything expressionless.

"Why didn't you tell me?" No wonder he accidentally sat on her lap that night, as if he wanted her life, and when she left, her feet limped, and he didn't expect her to be injured.

"Tell you what to do? You're not a doctor! She nunus.

He thought about it and reached out to touch the back of her head, and the day after she left, he saw something that looked like blood on the corner of the coffee table, and he thought that he had hit the corner of the coffee table when he dragged her down, and it was bleeding.

"Okay, three stitches!" She was downcast.