His choice
The man looked at her meaningfully: "Every time you say you don't want to, I take it as a request." ”
"............" Jiang Jiu glared at him viciously, "It's this kind of mess!" ”
Wen Xili did not bring a change of clothes, and after taking a shower, he called the waiter and asked them to send his clothes and pants for dry cleaning.
Ginger Wine lay on the bed and applied a mask, glancing at him.
At this time, there is still a bit of the young master's cleanliness habit.
Because they slept on the plane, the two of them couldn't sleep after washing, and the man even lifted the quilt and climbed into bed, "Wine, let's do some sleep exercises." ”
Jiang Jiu's waist was still sore now, and he almost didn't kick him out of bed, "Get out." ”
The man sighed regretfully and leaned back on the bed in a daze.
He didn't bring any books with him.
Jiang Jiu glanced at him, saw that he was bored and quite pitiful, and asked, "You came with me like this, what should Erin do?" ”
Without Wen Xili's protection, the man in that town would still bully her.
A little mute, so pretty.
"I asked Chu Ran to take her over." The man turned sideways and his gaze fell on her face, "Do you think I'm the kind of man who is irresponsible?" ”
Jiang Jiu looked at his stinky fart appearance and pulled the corner of his lips, "You're stupid." ”
It's so good that the eldest young master is not right, and he went to the countryside to do laundry and cook.
"I'm not stupid, how can I make you angry?" He curled her hair with his hand, "I don't have any money now, you have to support me in the future, or I will have to live on the streets......"
He said it pitifully, and while ginger wine wanted to laugh, he felt useful.
For them, the biggest distance between them is the insecurity brought by identity.
She couldn't trust this relationship, not only because of his deception, but also because she was afraid that he would still be able to hide it from him next time.
He is too far away from her, love can't bridge the gap between each other's identities, his superiority controls her freedom.
That's something she can't accept.
And now, no matter what the truth is, he did tell her that he would not lie to her again after this time.
He told her this fact by stepping down from the altar.
She really still can't trust this man completely, but she really can't deny this touch.
Jiang Jiu didn't speak, just turned around, stretched out his hand around his waist, and snuggled into his arms.
She whispered in her heart, if you lie to me again in the future, I will never forgive you again.
No matter what you do, I don't forgive you.
Trust only you......
For the last time.
*
Early the next morning, ginger wine got up.
She freshened up, and then called Wen Xili to get up and go to the hotel cafeteria for breakfast.
The two of them ate a little, and ginger wine called a car and went home.
I haven't seen Jiang Ci for a few days, and Jiang Jiu misses the child a little.
The man sat beside her, but he was very calm.
She glanced at him a few times, and when she saw that he looked pampered and not surprised, she couldn't help but say, "Xiao Ci misses you very much." ”
I don't know if he likes Xiaoci so much.
He didn't seem to be any nicer to him than she was.
Wen Xili glanced at her, "Don't I want to?" ”
"Do you want to?"
"Who forbade our father and son to see each other?"
“……”
Well, it's her.
Wen Xili pinched her nose, "You should reflect on it." ”
Jiang Jiu snorted coldly.
Introspect a P.
When I got home, I found that Jiang Ci was not at home.
Jiang Jiu searched up and down, and finally confirmed that Zhao Juanjuan had taken her son out for the night.
In the past few days, should Zhao Juanjuan take Jiang to the bar every day?
Clubbing at a young age is a bit too much.
Jiang Jiu made a phone call to Zhao Juanjuan.
In broad daylight, Zhao Juanjuan was obviously still sleeping, and when he received her call, his eyes were sleepy, and his voice was sleepy.
"Jiujiu, are you back? …… Excuses? Xiao Ci is now on Ah Ye's side. Ah Ye went for a morning run, and Xiao Ci probably also went for a morning run. ”
"......" ginger wine is staggering. Well, she mistakenly blamed Zhao Juanjuan.
"Tell Xiao Ci, I'm at home now." Jiang Jiu said softly, "I brought him a gift." :”
She glanced at the "humanoid gift bag" sitting on the couch.
Jiang Xiaoci will definitely be happy when he sees this "gift".
Wen Xili was listening to the conversation between her and Zhao Juanjuan, and when she heard the last sentence, she raised her eyebrows slightly.
When Jiang Jiu and Zhao Juanjuan finished chatting, he reached out and grabbed the person, "When did I become a gift?" ”
"And what are you?" Jiang Jiu smiled, and she nodded his nose, "Mr. Rice Worm?" ”
The man took a sip of ginger wine's slender index finger with his teeth, "That's also your Mr. Rice Worm." ”
Ginger Wine couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.
After so many years, she still remembers that when Wen Fengmian didn't appear, Wen Xili once asked her to give him a child, and even put forward the opinion of "the female protagonist is outside the male protagonist".
Although she now understands that he may have had bad intentions back then, but now, she can be regarded as looking at his "wish" back then.
She touched his face, "You're really okay if you live with me, right?" ”
The Wen family, are they really willing to let him out and live in Rongcheng with her?
"As long as you don't drive me away."
Jiang Jiu listened to his oath, retracted his gaze, and said softly: "No matter what happens in the future, you have to tell me." Otherwise, I won't forgive you again. ”
When the man heard this, he didn't speak, but just kissed her on the face with pity.
He whispered, "I know." ”
She has a heart disease.
Suspicious, sensitive, and vulnerable.
He also suffered from severe mental illness.
Although it has been cured, the seeds of doubt have been planted, and if there is even the slightest problem, it will take root and sprout again.
When he decided to lie to her, he hesitated to tell her.
In the end, it was decided to push her away and carry it down by herself.
I'd rather she hate him to death than die for her.
He can't guarantee whether he can keep her in this strength competition with Wen Fengmian.
Even himself, he can't guarantee that he will survive.
Correspondingly, he did almost die.
I was so tired that the old disease recurred, and I couldn't go to the hospital to see a doctor.
If it weren't for the success of chemotherapy, he would probably only have a handful of ashes left.
Even if Jiang Jiu resented his concealment, if he was given another choice, he would still choose the same result.
That's the best option, there's no better option than that.
He has no regrets.
If there was only one person alive, he hoped that she would live well; If he had to separate, he only hoped that she would forget about him and separate.
He's done well over the years, and he doesn't regret his choice.
Even so, ginger wine may not forgive him in this life.