After the marriage with the bamboo horse agreement, Section 144
"You want to get rid of this unpaid sin, you don't want to feel guilty about your mother anymore, you don't want to take a fucking responsibility for that car accident!"
It seems that this night can't be worse, and the matter has come to this point, Father Jing tore through all decency and disguise, and pointed at Jing Mian's index finger trembling faintly: "Don't you like the truth so much?" β
"Then I'll tell you the truth."
"Your mom had cancer before that car accident!"
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The beautiful pupils that reflected the figure of Father Jing contracted extremely slowly at that moment.
"Are you feeling better this time?! Your mother is doomed, and her death has nothing to do with you this time! β
"Is conscience no longer condemned? Are you comfortable? β
Father Jing's muscles burst out: "It's all your fault and me, so what do you want to do and cut off relations with me?" Then I will fulfill you! β
"From now on, you are not allowed to set foot in the door of the Jing family."
"Whether we are rich or poor, happy events, or funerals, we have nothing to do with your Jingmian!"
Jing Mian heard the sound of his own long breathing.
He opened his lips: "Okay." β
It was time for the manager to arrive, block and separate the table.
The waiter had already run to call the manager not long ago, and the restaurant manager appeared quickly, and while persuading the fight, he signaled the waiter to stop Jing Guozhen, so as not to really make trouble.
The dinner ended unhappily.
Jing Luo was full of tears, looking at the mess on the table, and the cake that had been overturned.
Before leaving, the elder brother whispered "I'm sorry" to him.
Although the voice was inaudible, Jing Luo sensed the forbearance in his voice.
My mother, who died, had cancer before she left her brother in a car accident.
My brother's phone fell on the table.
And Li Qiao suddenly bypassed the chair, and trotted in the direction where Jing Mian left, trotting in his high heels.
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When Jing Mian walked to the slow platform in front of the first floor, Li Qiao also happened to catch up with him.
The woman called out to Jingmian and found that the other party ignored herself, so she stood still and said loudly:
"Love only one person for the rest of your life...... This kind of innocent words like a three-year-old child, haha, Jingmian, you don't think that your current marriage is so happy and worth showing off, right? β
She was satisfied to see the young man's figure stop and look sideways at her.
"Do you think your husband loves you too?"
"Why does he love you? Just because you're a disaster? Because you will only bring misfortune to others? β
Li Qiao laughed and trembled, and her shoulders revealed the magnitude of madness, but soon she stopped laughing, as if looking at him seriously: "You can't be so naΓ―ve, Mianmian?" β
"Before you got married, there were signs of regret in the Ren family."
The painted red lips moved slightly, Li Qiao attached to Jing Mian's ear, and said softly: "Even, this is Ren Xingwan's own instructions." β
"That is."
The woman chuckled lowly: "Your Mr. Ren will not want you sooner or later." β
"Nobody wants you."
"Even your mother doesn't want you."
"Why are you still alive in this world?"
When Li Qiao came over, his voice was ruthless, and his slender hand was on Jing Mian's shoulder, the strength and voice were very light, but when he pressed up, it seemed to weigh a thousand catties: "... If I were you, disgusted by so many people, I would have found a way to end myself. β
He knew Jingmian's suffering and weakness, and he knew how to easily destroy the child that no one wanted, and now was the perfect opportunity.
It's just that I thought that the young man would collapse at the touch of her words, but I inadvertently caught a glimpse of Jing Mian's slightly stunned side face, which was reflected by the soft lights in the hall, and his slender eyelashes were full of light and shadow.
After a long time, she heard Jing Mian's voice:
"My life was saved by Mr. Ren."
The boy turned against the light, and even his hair was soaked in the light.
"I didn't have time to thank my husband back then."
"But from then on, I'll cherish every new life."
Jing Mian said softly: "I will work hard to live." β
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"I know no one wants me."
"Even if no one wants me, I'll live."
Chapter 77
"Also."
The young man's voice was cold, as if he had been contaminated with a cold aura by that person, and his aura became majestic and powerful, and the words were clear:
"Have I allowed you to touch me?"
Li Qiao's face instantly turned pale.
Because the hand she had placed on the boy's shoulder was suddenly grasped.
That strength no longer has a gentle temperament, and the moment she was thrown away, she noticed the indifference and disgust in the other party's eyes.
The decency and self-esteem that had been piled up with expensive clothes seemed to be crushed at this moment.
"Li Qiao."
"Thank you for giving me to Mr. Ren."
The corners of the young man's mouth moved, as if he was holding a little smile, but he couldn't really see it in the slightly dim light and shadow:
"It's going to be a decision you'll regret for the rest of your life."
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Waterfront top floor, Noho Restaurant.
Jing Guozhen walked to the front desk with the manager, compensated for the damaged items with a grim face, and swiped the card to settle the bill.
Jing Luo wanted to catch up with his brother, but was stopped by the waiter and hugged back, telling him that the child should not run around.
Jing Luo sat there, looking at the direction his brother had left, anxious.
Suddenly, I remembered the last time I was in the park, my brother shook his hands and took medicine.
That time I got sick, and I was also because of a quarrel with my father.
The more Jing Luo thought about it, the more frightened he became.
Because of fear, the little guy began to burst into tears, and he was about to call for Father Jing, but found that his brother's mobile phone in the restaurant was vibrating slightly.
The screen lit up with a faint glow.
Jing Luo's tears hung on his cheeks, and they were quickly wiped away, and he stood up, ran briskly to the edge of the table, and took his phone.
- He saw "Mr. Ren" on the screen.
At this moment, Jing Luo seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.
The phone was quickly picked up by the boy, and before the other end could speak, Jing Luo was already crying: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law... Woohoo......"
"Brother, he... Woo...... Go find my brother."
Although the words were incomprehensible, and the trembling tail note was intermittent because of crying, Jing Luo couldn't even hear the voice of the man on the other end of the phone, and whimpered:
"Please..."
"Save my brother."
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Jing Mian left the restaurant.
The quarrel was turbulent, but when they left, they were silent.
The boy saw a drink machine on the corner of the street, and he subconsciously looked for his mobile phone, but found that his pocket was empty and the mobile phone was left in the restaurant.
But thinking of it, Jing Mian didn't want to go back to get it.
He rummaged through his backpack again and found that there were no coins either.
It is more than ten kilometers away from home, and Jingmian can't take a taxi, take a bus, call the driver, and can't contact Mr. Ren.
Jing Mian was confused for a few seconds, so he had to turn around and leave.
The night traced his shadow.
Jing Mian saw a drop of water fall on his shadow, and quickly disappeared into the brick road.
Blurred vision for a moment.
The boy was stunned for a few seconds,
Realize that they are your own tears.
This time, he finally didn't get sick when he collapsed.
It's just in a trance, as if he has returned to the depths of his memory more than ten years ago, when he was a child, he finally didn't have to care about the eyes around him, and he didn't have to endure the restraints anymore.
No one knew him here, he could put aside all identities and disguises, let the mist in his eyes continue to rise, sliding down his jaw, he lowered his head, the tip of his nose was sore, and he cried until he trembled.