Chapter 143 Shengsheng, Wear My

One day, when the Qin family came to the guest, Shi Jin was not in the small building. She broke the bowl and secretly hid a piece of debris. When Ms. Jiang went to pour water to her, she cut her hand.

But she hasn't eaten for a long time, has no energy, and doesn't cut deeply.

Shi Jin was almost crazy and moved everything in the small building except for a bed with flat corners. Later, she never got out of bed and lay down all the time. difference.

She lay there, motionless, shrinking a little.

"Shi Jin."

"Ok."

She was in a trance, but her eyes were wide and her voice was very soft, like a dream: "I want to go home."

"Shi Jin, please take me home."

"I miss my mother."

Shi Jin held her hand, knelt and kissed her lips, begging her in a low voice: "Sheng Sheng, don't go anywhere, are you here to accompany me?"

She suddenly awakened, her pupils dilated: "Oh, I remember." Looking at the roof, she muttered to herself, "My mother is gone and I can't go home."

"Shengsheng, don't you want me anymore?" His voice trembled.

She turned her head to look at him, her eyes empty, her pupils like thick glaze with no dust, and she stared at him again for a long time before she opened her mouth.

"Shi Jin."

The voice is hoarse and languid.

She said: "Don't use violence in the future, okay? I'm afraid someone will seek revenge on you."

Without waiting for his answer, she said to herself, as if entrusted, one by one, speaking very slowly, her voice soft as a gnat.

"You don't have to lose your temper, you smile better."

"Don't smoke and don't get sick."

"You are so smart that you can become a doctor when you grow up. I like doctors in white coats. If you become a doctor, I'm not afraid that you will always get hurt."

She seemed tired, but her breathing was shallow, and she paused for a long time, gently brushing his face with her fingertips: "I hope you live like an ordinary person, without having to put a gun under the pillow."

She, is actually explaining the matter.

Shi Jin hugged her hard, wishing to rub it into his bones.

He fell on her shoulder, and the hot tears in the corners of her eyes fell on her neck: "Please," he choked, "Don't leave me."

He cried again.

Shi Jin once told her that after her mother's death, she never shed a tear. For eight years, she shed blood, but no tears.

She met twice, all because of her.

After that time, he stayed in step.

She did n’t commit suicide anymore, because she did n’t need anything anymore. She could n’t eat anymore, she would vomit even when drinking water, and knew that there were many medical staff, but she did n’t see clearly, and did n’t hear clearly. Something went wrong, and then he seemed very angry and drove them all away.

In a trance, she seemed to be shouting when Jin heard her shouting.

"Jiang Jiusheng!"

He squeezed her waist tightly, and his voice rang close to her ears, almost screaming: "You listen to me," and after the hoarse exhaustion, he suddenly became powerless, "If you die, if you die,"

The voice was heavy, and there was no sound as he got to the back, as if he was caught in the throat, he gasped heavily.

After a long time, Shi Jin's voice came to her ear: "If you die, I will live another day, take care of your future, and I will be buried with you."

At that time, Shi Jin was only 18 years old, the best years.

Jiang Jiusheng lowered his head and rubbed his tears on Shi Jin's clothes. The hoarse cigarette and wine voice had a strong nose.

She asked dumbly, "What about later?"

Recalling that, when Shi Jin finished speaking, but couldn't get back to God for a long time, he pressed her a little harder and hugged her tighter, still feeling uneasy. After eight years, he still had palpitations.

Because I almost lost it, my heart hurts and I am afraid when I think about it.

He was silent for a moment, and there was still desolation in his pupils: "After you get better, I will start preparing to send you abroad, far away from the Qin family." He lowered his head and kissed her red eyes, " On the way to the airport, there was a car accident. "

She looked up: "Is it an accident?"

"No." Shi Jin paused and said, "It is Qin Xing."

Because the heirs of the Qin family cannot have weaknesses, Qin Xing has been intolerant of her.

"However, I knew his plan in advance, and I calculated it. I wanted to take this opportunity to get you out of a car accident, but I didn't expect that Qin Xinghui would do so, and caused a serial car accident. The accident injured many people, One of them died on the spot. "

Jiang Jiusheng quickly thought: "The dead girl changed status with me?"

so smart.

Shi Jin nodded: "If you are still alive, the Qin family will not give up."

He forged the corpse and let her get out of the shell, and then she was raised in Ms. Jiang's house.

He cut off Qin Mingli's tail finger, resolutely left Qin's house, went to Yale to study medicine, raised a Pomeranian, and became a gentleman with kindness.

It took him eight years to stand in front of her again, as she liked.

He said a lot, she digested it for a long time, but her brows became tighter and tighter. Something in her mind seemed to be turning upside down, like a storm coming back. Unclear, tangled and twisted into a mess.

For a long time, she asked Shi Jin: "How did this scar come on me? I asked the doctor that it was not a car accident."

"It's a benign tumor. I had an operation before going to Qin's house. Because of the scar, you said it was not good-looking. You must let me take you to the tattoo." Shi Jin covered her right belly with her hand, " I also tattooed at that time, just like yours. "

"Shi Jin."

"Ok."

She was suspicious for a long time, and looked up at Shi Jin's eyes: "Is it because I lost my memory because of a car accident?"

When Chang Ming hypnotized her last time, she said that there were hints of hypnosis in her consciousness.

Perhaps, it is related to her illness.

Shi Jin pondered and said, "It's hypnosis." He fell on her shoulder, and his mute voice gently circulated into her ears, with his slight breathing sound, "I'm afraid you will commit suicide. If you come again, I It might be crazy. "

really.

Like her conjecture, the chance of cure for major depression is very small. Unless you break the boat, memory hypnosis, although risky, is the most effective method in the short term. At that time, she already had a suicidal tendency, Shi Jin could n’t wait at all, only Sword can walk away.

No wonder it was so clean.

Jiang Jiusheng stood up, facing the small building in front of his eyes, staring at it for a long time, and took a step.

Shi Jin held her without hesitation.

"Sheng Sheng," he shook his head, begging in his eyes, "Don't go in."

She didn't retract her foot, thoughtfully.

He was pulling her wrist, and it was cold in winter and night, but his palms were sweaty, and his voice seemed to be suppressed, as low as murmur: "I'm afraid you remember."

Fear of her being sick, and of being like eight years ago.

Jiang Jiusheng raised his head, his pupils were dark, and it was astonishingly bright, as if the clouds shone away after the rain.

"Shi Jin," the voice stopped suddenly, Jiang Jiusheng's eyes inadvertently passed by the door, and then stopped, "Is there a hanging basket chair here?"

When Shi Jin heard the words, he looked nervous immediately: "Sheng Sheng, what do you remember?"

She stared at the door intently, trying to think deeply, but there were inexhaustible lines in her head that were pulling her nerves, and it would be tight with a little effort. Shake twice.

Shi Jin supported her, and the hand around her waist tightened unconsciously, "Don't think about Sheng Sheng, don't think about anything." He clutched her wrist tightly, almost out of control, "We go out, we are Just leave. "

She settled on the spot and did not take back the foot that had entered the threshold: "Shi Jin,"

Shi Jin interrupted her: "I beg you, Sheng Sheng."

She was speechless and speechless, because she had never seen it before, and Shi Jin was so terrified, like the last desperation in desperation.

"Sheng Sheng,"

He always clasped her hands tightly, almost strenuously: "Remember what I said to you at Selton?"

She remembers.

He once said: "There are two people in this world that I can never cure, even if the medical technique is not good, one is myself and the other is you."

"So, you need to be healthy and safe, and don't get sick or injured."

He was terrified, and his eyes were full of fear of the unknown, and he was trembling after his recovery. One knows one, and the other knows nothing, like the abyss, like walking on thin ice.

Such beautiful eyes, like falling meteors.

Jiang Jiusheng's head was hit hard by something, and it felt uncomfortable. She nodded: "Okay, let's leave."

Qin House Hall.

Mrs. Qin's family is back.

"Madam." The next man stepped forward and took her coat.

In principle, there are only two wives of the Qin family. Because they all belong to the family tree of the Qin family, they are all in the family. The first wife, Zhang and the second wife, Yun, and these three wives were originally just women outside Qin Xing. Su Fu, who is only about thirty years old this year, is very young. She has been with Qin Xing for nearly ten years. She is the only Qin family girl who holds Qin's equity except for Miss Qin Qin Xiaoyi. Anchor, CCTV news anchor.

Su Fu walked into the room and asked, "I saw the light of the small building lit up. Who is there?"

In the Qin family, as long as the building is small, you will know where it is.

The next man returned respectfully: "It is Liu Shao who is back."

Su Fu paused and turned back, "Alone?"

The ages of Su Fu's thirties look very young. They look extremely three-dimensional. They have deep eye sockets. Some are like half-blood. They are beautiful but not flashy. The pupils are light brown, and the corners of the eyes are elongated.

The servant was very respectful, and he dared not raise his head and lowered his head to reply: "I also brought a lady back."

Su Fu twisted his eyebrows for a moment and thought: "You go out first."

"Yes."

She got up and opened the window, looking in the direction of the small building, staring at her eyes, and murmured with a smile: "After eight years, I finally came back."

The night was faint and the moon was hidden by clouds.

Leaving the small building, Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng back to the west house, the room closest to the second floor. The black and white decoration is very simple.

Jiang Jiusheng looked around: "Is this your previous room?"

"Huh." Shi Jin closed the door and led her in.

The room is very large, but the furnishings are extremely small. There are two cabinets, a shelf with various gun models, a desk, and no extra items.

Jiang Jiusheng stood at the desk, picked up the only picture frame on the table, and asked Shi Jin: "How old are you?"

Obviously, he doesn't like taking pictures very much. There is only one photo in the whole room, white photo frames, slightly old photos, the teenagers in the photos are expressionless, a pair of pupils, like the light refracted by the glass beads under the sunlight.

Lips red and white, handsome young.

Shi Jin said: "14 years old."

It turned out that Shi Jin, who was 14 years old, had grown into a little beauty.

Jiang Jiusheng held the photo frame in his hand: "Can I take this photo home?"

Shi Jin nodded and frowned all night long: "Of course, you have the right to deal with my things."

She smiled and showed him the picture: "Why wear a bachelor hat?"

Shi Jin took her hand and sat by the bed: "That was taken when I graduated from college."

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She graduated from college at the age of fourteen, and she is a great doctor!

Shi Jin looked at her amazed expression and raised her lips. Xu Xu told her: "I finished my doctor of commerce at the age of eighteen, and then I transferred to the medical department. After three years of reading, I started the main knife."

Ordinary ordinary people, from studying to master knife, are estimated to be more than ten years.

The doctor should be a genius when she was at home.

She looked at him with a look, a little ridiculous: "You are so smart, why should you go to my home to tutor?"

Shi Jin asked back: "What do you say?"

Jiang Jiusheng laughed and said nothing.

She guessed that Shi Jin must have seen her before going to her house.

He took her into his arms and whispered: "Sheng Sheng, I like you, it is love at first sight." Then, he deliberately deliberately.

She turned around and hugged Shi Jin's neck, rubbing it in his arms, and his heart was sore and swollen, and some distressed him. She must have suffered and suffered.

After holding it for a while, Shi Jin went to give her water to take a bath. After ten o'clock, she was not sleepy at all, her head was sore, her thoughts were a little confused, but she was confused.

He led her to the bathroom.

"Shi Jin."

"Ok?"

She said, "I have no clothes."

Shi Jin smiled shallowly: "I've got people to prepare, not so fast, wear me first, eh?"

She nodded and said yes.

Late at night, the house is deep and quiet, and it has reached the severe winter season. At midnight, it is the most cold.

Jiang Jiusheng had tossed and gone for a long time, fell asleep, and had a dream. In the dream, there are girls in school uniforms and beautiful teenagers.

It was a lot of rain. Outside the iron fence on the campus, there was a towering tree with lush foliage covering the large shade. Under the tree, there were many students hiding from the rain. Both men and women were wearing school uniforms. The young people talked and laughed, and the occasional raindrops wet their eyes and the water vapor was hazy.

The girl alone dropped her head and looked down at the canvas shoes on which she stepped on the dirt.

In the distance, a group of students hiding in the rain came and pushed and shoved the girl out of the tree. She was about to take off her schoolbag to block the rain. She saw a black umbrella near her. Slightly oblique angle, covering the face, white clothes and black pants, born tall, the hand holding the umbrella is very beautiful, slender joints, white as jade.

Such beautiful hands are hard to find in the world.

The girl smiled and shouted: "Shi Jin."

The black umbrella was lifted, the teenager's eyes were focused, and the pupil was pure black with splashing ink. He raised the umbrella, leaned towards her, and asked her, "Is it cold?"

She nodded.

He handed the umbrella in front of her, she took it, he took off his coat, put on her, and then took the umbrella back again, as if trying to pull her, and worrying about anything, she pulled her short sleeves, Pull her into the middle of the umbrella.

The girl left with the teenager, the black umbrella leaned towards the girl, and the shoulder of the teenager was wet with rain.

She hugged her schoolbag and looked up and asked him: "Why are you here?"

"Come to pick you up." He took her schoolbag and carried it in his hand.

Going to the traffic light intersection, turning direction, the two sides of the sidewalk, the accumulation of water, the girl did not think much, wearing white canvas shoes directly stepped on.

The teenager pulled her: "I carry you."

She hesitated.

He explained: "My shoes are dirty."

She said yes.

He smiled, handed her the umbrella, and crouched in front of her.

The girl hugged the umbrella and lay on the back of the teenager. He carried her on his back and stepped on the muddy water. The white sneakers were dirty. He just frowned, he seemed unwell, but his lips seemed to have a smile. If there is no radian.

"Shi Jin, am I heavy?" The man on the back suddenly asked.

The teenager shook his head: "Not heavy, very light."

She seemed to sigh: "My dad backed me like this when he was a kid." The tone was stunned. "However, I rarely saw him after he remarried, nor was he as kissed as when he was a kid."

He was silent for a while.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Ok?"

The teenager's footsteps suddenly slowed down a little bit, his usual tone: "Let's go to the movies tomorrow night." Looking closely, he frowned lightly, and there were uneasy and uncertain floating shadows in his eyes, messy.

The girl heard the words and asked the teenager: "Why do you suddenly want to watch a movie?"

He said, "I have something to tell you." Want to confess.

She nodded: "Okay."

"After dusk, I will wait for you under the camphor tree downstairs in your house."

"it is good."

The teenager smiled lightly, and the **** her back was holding a **** umbrella and laughing.

The picture freezes and suddenly turns to a green lawn. Not far away, there is a glass flower room, which is covered with green dill, surrounded by flower stands, and all kinds of flowers bloom brightly.

The girl and the woman stamped their feet on the lawn.

"Mom, why did you come to dad suddenly?"

The woman has a gentle life and speaks softly, like a gentle girl in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River: "Mom has something to tell your father."

The girl hesitated for a while: "Is it related to me?" Unanswered, she said with some anxiety, "After returning from the hospital, you went to meet many people who were not in contact before. Is it me—"

The woman interrupted: "Don't think about it, it's okay." Without continuing the topic, she whispered to the girl, "You are waiting for your mom here, and I'll come to you after I've finished talking with your father."

The girl nodded and asked, "Can we go home before dusk?"

Shi Jin is still waiting for her.

They have made an appointment and will go to the movies.

The woman nodded and said to be back soon, and then went to the flower room.

The girl was so bored, kicking the leaves floating on the lawn.

"Jiang Jiusheng."

She looked back and saw the person walking towards her. She was as tall as her. She wore a very beautiful dress. Her hair was curled up. She wore a purple crystal crown. She had a camera in her hand and seemed to be taking pictures.

"My birthday today, do you want to play?"

The girl shook her head: "No," said politely again, "Thank you."

The other party said nothing, took the camera and walked away. Behind him, the girl said again: "Good poem, happy birthday."

The girl in front turned back, the purple crystal in the crown refracted the dazzling light, she lifted the skirt and nodded and said, "Thank you."

The little princess of the Wen family today celebrated her 17th birthday and hosted many guests at the villa.

When the girl walked away, the girl continued to wait for her mother on the lawn. A gentle music sounded in the distance, and a cheerful birthday song was played.

After a while, the little boy came running from behind, shouting ‘sister’ while running. The seven or eight-year-old child wore a beautiful little suit with a black bow tie at the neckline, like a little British gentleman.

The girl smiled: "Little Goldfish."

"You haven't seen me for a long time." The little boy seemed to be very close to her, pulling her sleeves to coquettishly, "Will you play with me?"

The girl squatted with patience: "Someone is waiting for her sister, who can only play with you for a while."

"it is good."

They pulled a kite of green butterflies and flew several times without flying, but hung on a tree two people high. The little boy climbed the tree to pick up the kite, but fell down with the kite.

The little boy trembled and said that there was blood in the flower room.

The girl looked back and couldn't see the flower house in the distance. There was blood oozing out. The red phantom in her pupils was getting bigger and bigger, all full of shocking red. She wanted to run over and wanted to call, but she couldn't move or make a sound.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

Someone was whispering softly in the ear, but quickly but gently.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Jiusheng opened his eyes openly, and the soft light suddenly ran into his eyes, close to him, and Shi Jin's face, frowning anxiously.

He reached out and brushed her face: "How did you cry?"

Jiang Jiusheng touched her face, full of tears. If she was stunned, she didn't relax.

Shi Jin took her hand away and kissed the tear on her face: "What did you dream of?"

She shook her head and her eyes were empty: "I can't remember when I opened my eyes," she looked up at him, her eyes still red, unlike the usual indifferent appearance, she had a little melancholy in her eyes, "Just remember you, And my mother. "

The memories of the love between the two young people have been written. The murder case of Sheng Sheng's parents in the Wen family will be released after the sugar is released.

Do n’t keep your papers, well, you ’re the one to raise. The father on the website does n’t look at the data well and will treat me cold.

(End of this chapter)