"Mi'er, why are you so confused!" Jingwei couldn't help but feel heartbroken, no matter how unbearable or ruthless the adults were, but the child was innocent after all!

"Yes, I also hate myself, it seems that I lived completely for that man in my last life, I hurt my own children, and I also killed myself, in fact, in the final analysis, I still blame myself, so, in this life, I actually don't hate Jiang Shenhan, it's just that I don't dare to love him anymore...... I'm afraid, slightly, I'm afraid that the tragedy of my last life will happen again......"

Song Mi'er wiped away her tears: "When I knew that I was reborn back to the age of nineteen and just conceived a child, do you know what I was thinking? I want to give birth to this child well, love him well, and make up for the mistakes of my last life......"

"I have no possibility with Jiang Shenhan, Song Mi'er in my previous life loved him very much, but Song Mi'er in this life never thought of being with him from the beginning."

"Mi'er, in this life, you didn't want to be with him, but you ...... Do you still love him in your heart? ”

Song Mi'er's eyes looked into the distance a little blankly: "Love? Weiwei, do you believe it? I don't even know it, I've always told myself that if I have been planted in a man for two lifetimes, then I will live in vain, and I will simply live up to this opportunity given to me by God......"

"What if he falls in love with you in his life?"

Mi'er suddenly smiled: "Weiwei, even if I die, I won't be a junior, you know?" After so many years, my mother still wakes up crying in the middle of the night, she lives in a villa, someone waits for her, and spends money like dirt to pamper her, but she dreams of the past late at night, and still wakes up crying from her dreams, and the emotional damage is too deep and heavy for a woman...... Whether he loves me or not, and whether he loves his fiancée or not, this is not the reason for me to be a junior. ”

"Then let's start over, don't think about anything, if you're happy with Zhao Chengxun, if he's good at playing the ball, then be with Zhao Chengxun well......"

Mi'er nodded and wiped away her tears: "Don't talk about these unhappy things, Weiwei, I just saw that Mr. President's state was very wrong, you guys, are there any contradictions?" ”

Mi'er said, holding Jingwei's hand tightly: "Don't be stupid, Weiwei, who would have thought that kind of thing, you didn't know that on the day of the bombing, it was Mr. President who rescued you from the rubble, and he was almost crazy when he saw you covered in blood...... He was just asking you to live, how could he have thought that it was a fake, not you? ”

Jing slightly pursed her lips tightly: "But later, even if Jiang Wan looks like me no matter how much he looks like his face...... Can any other place be exactly like me? Not to mention...... Such a distinct feature of my hands......"

Mi'er couldn't help poking her eyebrows: "You fool, you have questions in your heart, and you don't know how to ask others!" ”

"Mr. President rescued Jiang Wan at the scene of the bombing, and in order to disguise herself as you, she naturally took great pains, and the three fingers of her right hand were blown off, and she also hurt her head and face, so it was logical for her to say that she had amnesia...... A person who has lost her memory and hurt her head and face, who cares that she is different from before? ”

Jing Wei couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "Three fingers blown off?" This, this is too unbelievable......"

Mi'er glared at her: "So, what do you think, from the bombing to the time she was exposed, it was only two months, she was hospitalized for almost twenty days, and then Mr. President went to the front line of disaster relief, and it was half a month, Mr. President was so busy with business, before and after, Mr. President and her contact time did not even ...... for three days"

Jingwei's heart has softened most of it.

She really didn't know that Jiang Wan was so painstaking, and she thought that Li Shenheng's feelings for her were just like this, so she didn't even recognize others pretending to be her.

"So, you can't get involved with Mr. President because of this matter anyway, Weiwei, no one in this world will love you more than him......"

"I know."

Jing Wei was a little sad, thinking that he was sitting on the edge of her bed, and his eyes were red.

It is even more uncomfortable that the eye sockets are sore.

"You know, don't be stiff with him like this, talk away, be coquettish to him, be jealous, do you know?"

"I'm not jealous......"

"Are you really not jealous?"

"Don't eat ......"

"You just have a hard mouth." Mi'er poked her with hatred: "I'm leaving, let Mr. President come up to accompany you, remember my words, don't be like just now, you have finally come to this day, Weiwei, you must be happy, in this life, you must be happy no matter what, otherwise, you will also live up to God's love!" ”

"Mi'er...... Thank you. ”

"And what else do you say thank you? Our family Qiuqiu will be counting on you, the president's wife's kiss and godmother, in the future. ”

Jingwei couldn't help laughing, she knew that Mi'er had never had the intention of climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix, so she dared to make such a joke calmly.

If Mi Er is willing to publicize how good her relationship with the future president's wife is and how deep her girlfriend relationship is, the world must have a different attitude towards her.

But she never said it, and she refused to take advantage of their friendship to take shortcuts.

The more Mi'er is like this, the more Jingwei values the affection between them, in short, no matter what choice she makes, she will always unconditionally support Mi'er's every decision.

"Then I'm leaving, you and your family have a good talk, I know you are wronged, but Weiwei, it is not easy for you to get to today, not everyone has the opportunity to live again, and not everyone who lives again has such luck as you, he has you in his heart, two lifetimes, Weiwei, in addition to life and death, what else can't be seen?"

"Mi'er, I'll think about it."

"Well, then you will see him later, talk well, don't quarrel, the grievances and doubts in your heart must be spoken, and if you hold it in your heart for a long time, it will be even more difficult to let go of it......"

Mi'er left, and Jingwei leaned on the bed alone and thought about Mi'er's words.

She had dreamed several times of her past life, dreaming of the scene of his death.

She has not forgotten that she once told Master Hui Ci that she was willing to fold his life for thirty years.

If she really lost her life span of thirty years, how much time could she have with him now that she was twenty-two years old? It's all empty talk...... 2k reading web