Chapter 111 The secret of the year 111 is revealed

Wen Shi was so gentle and sympathetic: "Is the relationship a little chaotic?" She said, she kept looking at Jiang Jiusheng, "Jin Yu surnamed Jiang, and I am half-sister, and his other sister is my stepfather and him. The daughter of the ex-wife. "

After the death of her biological father, her mother Wen Shuhua married her stepfather Jiang Minchang, who was also second marriage and had a daughter with her ex-wife. Probably because of the great family career of the Wen family, stepfather Jiang Minchang joined the Wen family and gave birth to Jin Yu the next year after remarrying her mother Wen Shuhua.

Jiang Minchang ’s daughter lived with his ex-wife Song Pei. Wen Shi had seen the mother and daughter several times when she was young. She had no impression. She only remembered that she was very disappointed. too much.

Too old, Wen Shihao can only remember the girl named Jiang Jiusheng, exactly the same as the name of rock star Jiang Jiusheng.

Jiang Jiusheng finished listening quietly, and then raised his eyelids lazily: "Why do you want to say this to me?" Just a general acquaintance, wherever you need to pull out the bottom of the house.

Wen Shi smiled amusedly, and the answer was straightforward: "Because you are also called Jiang Jiusheng, maybe you have any special fate."

Jiang Jiusheng did not continue this topic, and she believed that things were more artificial than fate.

"Sheng Sheng."

It's Shi Jin.

Jiang Jiusheng curled his lips, looking at his voice.

Shi Jin came from the end of the corridor and came to her: "How did you come out?"

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Shi Jin led her and wanted to take her there.

Jiang Jiusheng said to Wen Shihao 'mismatch' and he followed Shi Jin away.

Qin's six young.

It turned out that Jiang Jiusheng's mysterious boyfriend was him.

Wen Shi stood for a long time before taking back his eyes that fell in the distance. The corner of his mouth seemed to be a smile instead of a smile: It is a mysterious man. Although he didn't leave a glance, he easily taught people to keep his eyes open.

Shi Jin sent Jiang Jiusheng to the bathroom door, she lifted her foot to go in, he pulled her.

"Sheng Sheng."

"what happened?"

Shi Jin frowned: "That woman just now,"

He paused, not knowing the name.

Jiang Jiusheng was funny: "Wen Shi is good?"

"Well." He frowned deeper. "Well, it's Wen."

Listening to the tone, it seems not to be seen.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at Shi Jin with all his time: "What's wrong with her?"

Shi Jin thought about it for a while, and followed her tone, like suggesting: "She doesn't have goodwill in her eyes. If you can, you should try not to interact with her."

There is no goodwill.

Jiang Jiusheng also saw that she was good at her: "I see."

Shi Jin was still pulling her without letting go.

"Something else to tell me?"

Shi Jin nodded: "Well, wait a moment, I will wait for you outside."

Then he let go and took out the cigarette case in Jiang Jiusheng's coat pocket.

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She hasn't touched cigarettes for three days!

Back at the table, the waitress took the staple food. Shi Jin passed Jiang Jiusheng's plate and cut her steak into small pieces. Perhaps because of the surgeon's professional habits, the steak was cut neatly by him. Jiang Jiusheng even thought that Jin's posture of holding a knife is very similar to ... well, it is similar to anatomy.

When it was cut, Shi Jin gave her the plate. He put the knife and fork down, picked out the shrimp **** in the pasta with male chopsticks, and put them in a small dish for her.

He suddenly said: "The man was the second son of the Qin family just now."

No wonder wearing gloves, Jiang Jiusheng had heard Yu Wen Chong talk about it, Qin Er broke one of his tail fingers, just do not know who is so bold, even Qin Jia Er's fingers dare to cut.

She was surprised: "Do you know the Qin family?"

Shi Jin picked up the wine glass and drank half a glass. The voice was soaked in wine and slightly mellow. He said: "Sheng Sheng, I am also the Qin family."

The spoon in his hand fell into the bowl, and with a loud sound, Jiang Jiusheng was stunned, staring at Shi Jin, his eyes fixed.

He held the finger of the wine glass, whitish slightly, and asked carefully: "Are you angry?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "No."

She was just surprised, how could a wolf den like the Qin family bring up an aristocrat like Shi Jin. Her elder brother Cheng would have said more than once that the people of the Qin family, even the blood, are cold and are natural hunters.

She couldn't help thinking of what Shi Jin looked like in a fight, indeed, quite different from his usual gentleness.

After being silent for a while, Shi Jin swallowed half a glass of red wine in the glass and slowly said: "My mother was occupied by Qin Xing. She is a very ordinary person, but she was born too beautiful."

This is the first time Jiang Jiusheng has listened to Jin's family affairs, like talking about other people's affairs. There are no waves, only deep ink in the eyes.

Like a thousand sails, the corners were smoothed.

"I was taken back to the Qin family at the age of eight. My mother had an accident when she took me away." Shi Jin paused. "She was still very young when she died, only twenty-six years old."

In three words, he said it very simply, without even fluctuating in his tone.

Jiang Jiusheng opened his mouth and wanted to comfort, but couldn't say a word because she couldn't put herself in a position. She couldn't imagine that an eight-year-old child, without the protection of his mother, how to survive, how to endure, how much hardship to eat The Longtan Tiger Cave like the Qin family guards its own corner.

Yuwen said that the Qin family originally had more than eleven children, but fourteen, and the other three did not live into adulthood. The whole story is simple. Yuwen summed it up very simply, only four words, weak meat and strong food.

It turned out that Shi Jin had walked all the way in this way, and in the **** rain, she has become what makes her happy now.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't speak at all and brought a glass of red wine, Jin stopped and rested when he listened.

"I stayed at the Qin family for ten years, from eight to 18 years old, learned fighting, learned etiquette, and learned everything that the Qin family should have."

He took the glass in her hand, shook it, and drank: "After eighteen, he left there."

"Why did you leave?" She was curious about all his things, trying to get to the bottom, and trembling, afraid of touching something she shouldn't.

Shi Jin seemed to see her caution and handed her the remaining half of the glass of wine.

Jiang Jiusheng took a sip and tried to be calm.

Shi Jin then answered her question: "People usually stay in a place for a long time, either because of habit or because of stumbling." He narrowed his eyes, covering his emotions, and whispered, "That black eats black Where there is nothing that makes me nostalgic. "

Jiang Jiusheng always felt that it would not be that simple.

Shi Jin didn't say that, she didn't ask any more, but she became more and more worried: "Will they leave behind when you leave? What did the Qin's second child tell you just now? Is he—"

Shi Jin interrupted her questions one by one and calmed her: "Don't worry, the Qin family is busy fighting for power and can't take care of me."

Jiang Jiusheng was relieved.

"Sheng Sheng." Shi Jin looked at her and asked, "Do you mind?"

Jiang Jiusheng has also heard of what kind of family the Qin family is. It is no exaggeration to say that nine out of ten men of the Qin family have been blood-stained. It is none other than their own.

But if it was Shi Jin ...

Jiang Jiusheng didn't hesitate: "I don't mind." She took it for granted. "You are just Shi Jin, a doctor."

What's more, mind what's the use, Jiang Jiusheng thought, even if Shi Jin was a trafficker or a fierce, she might not be able to control that much.

In short, in a word, the ghost is fascinated.

Shi Jin probably liked her answer and smiled in her eyes.

"Shi Jin." Jiang Jiusheng asked, "Are you following your mother's surname?"

Shi Jin nodded: "Well, my mother's name is Shi Qiu, a timid but kind woman." When talking about his mother, Shi Jin's eyes were gentle and soft.

Jiang Jiusheng's heart was also uncomfortably soft, and he looked at Shi Jin with his chin: "You must be very like her."

Shi Jin denied: "I am not timid."

Of course, it will not be kind.

"I mean looks." Jiang Jiusheng smiled. "Don't you say your mother was born too beautiful?"

The same is true of Shi Jin, too beautiful.

He was undecided and said, "I don't remember her appearance very much, but just heard people say that I look like her."

Jiang Jiusheng listened to his distress, and gave him all the meat in the bowl.

Shi Jin smiled, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

The second room upstairs from the left is also a VIP room. Wen Shi came back one step later, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw her younger brother who had no expression for ten thousand years, frowning at the note paper that Jiang Jiusheng wrote to him. , Seems to be tangled.

She sat over: "Mom, can you refill my coffee? I have something to ask Jin Yu."

This is for her.

Wen Shuhua's temperament was soft, and she didn't have much opinion. Usually she was obedient to her daughter most of the time, but she was not at ease. Before going, she told him, "Jin Yu, don't force him if he doesn't want to say.

"understood."

Wen Shuhua just went out.

"Jin Yu."

Wen Shi sat down and cried again: "Jin Yu."

Jiang Jinyu didn't respond at all, his eyelids didn't lift, he lowered his head and folded the note paper in his hand.

Wen Shi was patient and whispered as softly as possible: "Jin Yu, why don't you tell me that sister just now? Was she and your sister Jiang Jiusheng--"

Jiang Jinyu suddenly raised his eyes, and Gu Jingwu's eyes were covered with frost, and the words, "Bad, female, human."

A pair of beautiful eyes are full of disgust.

Jiang Jinyu has been suffering from autism for eight years and has very little mood swings, but she has an unending anger towards her sister-in-law, and she often speaks against each other.

Wen Shihao's face was suddenly cold, and he chuckled: "You are just like your dead father, and don't know what to do."

Jiang Jinyu put it indifferently, just put the note paper in his hand into his pocket, put it away, and then slowly picked up the juice on the table, raised his head, and poured it on Wen Shihao.

A full glass of orange juice poured down the head, Wen Shi immediately stood up and screamed: "Jiang Jinyu!"

The teenager turned his head and didn't want to bother.

Wen Shi blocked his chest with a bad breath and kicked the chair with a heavy kick.

Wen Shuhua came back just to see this scene, and grabbed her daughter's hand: "Good poem, what are you doing!" She seldom said so sharply, "How can you be so fierce to your brother?"

Wen Shi sneered and sneered: "Yeah, you gave me a good brother." She wiped the juice on her face, staring at the young man sitting beside him, her eyes looked like a torch.

Before waiting for the speech, Wen Shuhua raised his hand and slapped it hard.

She slaps her head in anger and puts all her strength into it. Wen Shi so covers her face, and the juice is dripping everywhere. The cheeks on the right are red and swollen. She just laughs coldly.

Wen Shuhua stared at his hand for a long time before realizing it later, guilty and heartbroken to pull his daughter "Poetry, good poetry."

Wen Shi was vigorously thrown away.

Her mother is weak in nature, but as long as she encounters Jiang Jinyu, she always quarrels endlessly.

Jiang Jinyu doesn't like good poetry, even disgust and disgust. The thing of feelings is mutual, not to mention that there are not many bonds of affection, so long ago, only anger and hatred are left in a quarrel.

Also, after all, he is not a father. After all, his surname is Jiang Jinyu, and her surname is Wen.

Wen Shihao took the coat and walked to the young man who sat quietly by the wall from beginning to end. He looked at him condescendingly. His eyes were full of cynicism: "Aren't you always calling me a bad woman? Then I tell you, your that Sister Jiusheng who died is not a good person, killing and setting fire, do you think she hasn't done it? "

Jiang Jinyu raised his head violently, his eyes full of fire.

Eight years ago, the Wen family was in chaos and two lives were killed overnight. Jiang Minchang and his ex-wife Song Pei died in the Wen family's flower room. The police autopsy report showed that all were homicides.

Also that night, Jiang Jinyu's sister Jiang Jiusheng's whereabouts were unknown.

After that, Jiang Jinyu was never willing to speak again.

It was night, the winter wind screamed, and the lingering rain hit the window, ticking loudly, and the cold wind rushed in the unsealed window gap, and the lilac curtains fluttered and the tassel swayed.

The head of the bed, a lamp, is a touch of apricot yellow, and the pure white sheets are dyed a little warm. The person on the bed is lying on the side, and the black hair is spread out, but the face of the slap is white, almost transparent, and the forehead is dense. Dense sweating, whispering in dreams, but did not wake up.

In the dream, there was a beautiful boy who was born in pink and jade. His eyes were curved when he smiled, like hiding stars in it.

The boy ran out of the greenery with joy.

"You haven't seen me for a long time."

"Will you play with me?"

"sister."

"Sister, come here."

"Come to me, I will pick you up a kite."

Outside the greenery, stood a young girl, wearing a tall ponytail, white skirt was washed old, when smiling, a pair of peach eyes look very beautiful, like a color from the flower garden not far away.

The boy climbed up the tree and was going to pick up a butterfly-shaped kite.

The girl kept shouting under the tree: "Little Goldfish."

"Little goldfish, can't climb up, dangerous."

The boy hugged the tree, and the girl under the tree grinned happily: "Sister, catch it, I will throw the kite at you."

The girl opened her hand, smiled, looked up, watched the kite fly slowly, but just before she caught the kite line, the boy fell off the tree.

"Small goldfish!"

The girl panicked and asked him if it hurt.

The boy was stunned and pointed at the flower house not far away: "Sister, there is a lot of blood in the flower house."

The girl raised her land to stand up, turned and ran to the flower room.

"sister."

"sister."

"..."

The kite flew away and hung on the branch in the distance. The girl pushed open the glass door of the flower house and saw blood on the ground, and the woman was lying in the pool of blood.

There was another man, kneeling on the ground, holding a knife in his hand, and the blood on the tip of the knife dripped down.

She barely thought, threw herself up, grabbed the man's **** hand, and said, "You are going to die."

Then, the blood-stained knife pierced the man's body.

Like an old movie, suddenly stuck in that scene, the man's terrified pupil is the shadow of the girl, it is her, it was Jiang Jiusheng when he was young.

In the distance, there was a little boy crying and a teenager's voice.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

Who was calling her, the girl turned around and saw a man walking in the backlight, tall, in white clothes and black trousers, and he was a teenager. He stretched out his hands, clean and beautiful.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

It's Shi Jin's voice.

Jiang Jiusheng opened his eyes, sweating, and the black and white pupils were full of tears, and in the ear, Shi Jin was calling her name.

"Shengsheng, Shengsheng."

Jiang Jiusheng turned his head stunned, only to find that the tears wet the pillows. She lifted her eyes, her pupils were red, and she shouted in a dumb voice: "Shi Jin."

Afterwards, she felt uneasy. She seemed to be awake and looked at her hand, her **** hand in her dream.

Shi Jin took her into her arms and said to her, "I'm not afraid, I'm just dreaming."

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, and there was still panic in his eyes: "Shi Jin," she said with a trembling voice. She lifted up, grabbed Shi Jin's clothes, and said, "I dreamed that I was murdering."

He patted her back gently and wiped the sweat off her forehead.

Jiang Jiusheng had a pale face, no blood, and said to himself: "I stabbed with a knife. He stopped moving. He shed a lot of blood. There were a lot of pots of hibiscus on the ground, and there was blood."

Shi Jin picked her up, held her face, and let the lamp light shine into her eyes. He said, "It's not true, it's just a dream."

Jiang Jiusheng's eyes were fixed.

How could there be such a real dream, like being on the scene, but unable to come out for a while.

Shi Jin hugged her out of bed, fed her water, coaxed over and over again, and appeased for a long time.

She was sleepless and nestled in Shi Jin's arms: "Shi Jin, if I were really murderous, what would you do?"

"What can I do?" Shi Jin replied calmly and casually, "Mortal ruin."

Why not even hesitate to think about it?

Jiang Jiusheng was shocked for a long time and asked him: "Aren't you afraid of going to jail?"

In Shi Jin's eyes, it seemed like two flames were burning, and he forgot to enter her eyes. He didn't hesitate: "I can go to jail, but you can't."

Jiang Jiusheng hugged Shi Jin's neck and smiled and said that she was going to prison.

When Shi Jin said no, he didn't continue this topic. He fed Jiang Jiusheng a glass of warm milk, and then took her to bed. She was not asleep and pulled Shi Jin not to let him go.

"Don't go, sleep with me."

"Okay, don't go." Shi Jin kissed her face and lay in the quilt.

She sniffed hard, the tip of her nose was full of familiar breath, and the uneasy anxiety in her heart slowly calmed down. After a moment of silence, she fell asleep.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Ok?"

"Sheng Sheng."

"what happened?"

"Nothing, call you."

Dimly, she seemed to be asleep, and Shi Jin was kissing her.

The next day, fly north.

When it arrived, it was already noon, because at night there was a celebration feast of the three patrols, Mo Bing pushed Jiang Jiusheng's announcements for the afternoon and let her rest at home.

Xiao Jin, the medical assistant of Shi Jin, drove the car to the airport, and then drove away in a sensible manner, and told the doctor to take a good rest. The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow.

Tian Bei Hospital can't live without her doctor, Jiang Jiusheng thought.

"I'll take you back first." Shi Jin leaned over to fasten her seat belt.

Jiang Jiusheng leaned back: "How about you?"

"Dr. Xu is on vacation today, I will go to pick up Bomei with him."

Jiang Jiusheng was a little tired last night. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Go together."

Jiangbei changed weather, and the low temperature continued for several days. Shi Jin took a blanket from the back seat to cover Jiang Jiusheng's lap, and then lowered the seat a bit. Some distressed her: "Aren't you tired?"

"A bit." Jiang Jiusheng narrowed his eyes and leaned against the seat lazily, saying, "I haven't seen Bomei for several days, I want to see it."

Shi Jin didn't speak, frowned.

The car drove slowly, and it took about half an hour to reach the Xu family. Shi Jin parked the car sideways. The heater in the car was turned on, not ventilated. He probed the temperature on Jiang Jiusheng's face with his back on his hands. The side window was half open.

Shi Jin unfastened his seat belt and told Jiang Jiusheng: "You are waiting for me here."

She said yes.

Shi Jin got out of the car and dialed Xu Qingbo's phone.

"I'm here."

"So fast."

"You hold Jiang Bomei out."

"That dog, I'm playing with the little girl of my domestic helper." Xu Qingbo stunned. "Gee, it's really a color dog. It's just rubbing against the girl's chest. Who is used to it? What's wrong with your family? ? "

Shi Jin hung up the phone directly.

If Jiang Bomei dared to rub against his family's Sheng Sheng, he had to interrupt its dog legs.

(To help you smooth, Jiang Jiusheng murdered at the Wen family, then Shi Jin hid her in the Qin family, and then the Qiao family of Diaomin people always wanted to harm her, and then Shi Jin let her cheat to death, raise At Chenghui's home, as to why Shengsheng killed and why he lost his memory, and how Shengsheng lost his memory, it is no longer spoiled. In fact, almost everything is revealed. As for whether Xu Zhenzhen is a fake mayor Qianjin, it is them For the Xu family, do n’t pull Sheng Sheng in first, otherwise you will be dizzy.)

Is there anything else that is unreasonable?

(End of this chapter)