Chapter 503

Yan nianganxiao said, "aunt Qiao, you praised me for being brave two days ago!"

"That was the first two days."

Qiao Zhen said and left. She lay on her side and didn't want to move.

She needs to slow down for a while. It really hurts.

There are footsteps in my ear.

She didn't pay attention when she thought it was Qiao Zhen.

It's quiet all around.

Quietly she felt someone standing in front of her, felt a black shadow enveloping her, but she was so lazy, tired and painful that she didn't want to open her eyes.

Until the whole person is held.

The words and thoughts suddenly aroused.

The first thing I saw was the familiar dark hair. The handsome man was buried deep in her neck, kneeling on the ground with one knee and clapping the back of her head with one hand.

"My daughter-in-law is good. It doesn't hurt."

"Jiang, jiangbeiyuan???" The words read and the tongue tied.

"Well, your husband is here."

"What the hell are you doing here?"

She tried to push him, but he hugged her more tightly, kissed the skin of her back neck, and there were several obvious needle eyes on it. It was very painful to see him.

He never liked to see her give in to him.

And he was still silent and didn't let him know.

"I'm sorry."

His voice was low and dumb, and the guilt and self reproach hidden in his heart spread a little bit, like a ripple on the broken ice, with heavy pain and pity.

Yannian has a sour nose. "What's your apology to me? Drunk, isn't it? "

"I'm sorry."

He held her tight and spoke low.

Yannian's eyes turned red.

She knows what he means, but it's not his fault that she came to acupuncture!

"You're not sorry for me. Really, don't say these three words..."

“……”

Nothing.

Quietly embrace each other, let time flow.

He held her for a long time, and finally let go of her hand, and caressed her head with a generous palm.

"Take you somewhere."

“……”

*Yannian did not expect jiangbeiyuan to bring her to her father's cemetery.

What's more, she didn't know when her mother's tomb was pulled to her father's side.

Yan Yuming and Han Qingzhu, two couples who were not fully predestined before their lives, are like two connecting branches, closely together and entangled to the end.

The words and thoughts are completely stunned.

She slowly and slowly looked at jiangbeiyuan, the latter touching her face, a sigh fell to her ear.

"I know that."

“……”

I see.

Yannian turned his head and tears came out.

She covered her mouth and cried for a long time. The crystal tears broke into pieces and fell out of her eyes.

Jiangbeiyuan did not comfort her.

He knew she was crying.

Also know, she doesn't want to be seen her tears by him.

He let her cry, and finally saw that her shoulders were not shaking, so he took a scarf from the back of the car and put it around her neck.

"Do you want to get off and see our parents?"

Yan read red apricot eyes, nodded.

He got out of the car first, opened the door for her, pulled her out and held her by the waist.

Yan Nian's eyes have been blurred, tears dried up and stuck on his face, frozen stiff by the wind.

Her legs are a little shaky. I don't know if it's the sequelae of acupuncture or because she's too excited and nervous.

She stared at the smiling woman on the tombstone, very beautiful.

This is her real mother.

She is a gorgeous and gentle woman, with no powder, but with elegant temperament. She found that she and her mother are very similar, and her eyes and mouth are like Han Qingzhu.

"Mom..."

Yannian kneels in front of Han Qingzhu's tombstone and cries like a child holding the tombstone.

Her eyes were white, she wiped her tears, and soon they came out again, endlessly.

Trembling with his fingers, he stroked the woman in the picture, his heart like a knife.

"Mom, I'm sorry I'm the one who killed you... "

She did it all.

If it wasn't for her, maybe her mother still lives well now.

These days, I dream back at midnight. I don't know if I have something in my heart, or if I have changed places suddenly, so I sleep restlessly. I am always surrounded by nightmares. I dream of blood, car accident and murder.

She was exhausted.

Too tired, too tired.

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan suddenly knelt in front of the tombstone like Yannian, and looked at her. His eyes were gentle and firm, like stars, without being cast."Mom."

Jiangbeiyuan opens its mouth and turns to Han Qingzhu in the picture.

"How do you do when I first meet you? My name is Jiang Beiyuan, and my name used to be Jiang ting."

Word by word, the voice is thick and the voice lines are heavy.

Yan Nian stopped crying and looked at him in a daze.

This person has a pair of narrow and long peach blossom eyes, which are clear and clear. At the moment, the bottom of his eyes is full of unshadowed firmness and deep feeling.

Jiangbeiyuan continued to open its mouth:

"whether I am Jiangting or jiangbeiyuan, I will be good at reading in my life."

"Please give me your daughter at ease. I'm not a gentleman, but I can do it if I can protect her all her life."

"For the rest of my life, she will be here. I will keep her white head. If I disobey today's oath, let me --"

"don't swear!"

Yannian hit a spirit, quickly covered his mouth.

She didn't want to hear his oath. It was too scary and unnecessary.

Jiangbeiyuan will surely look at her. There are lights and shadows passing by.

Across the deep feelings he wanted to tell.

After ten years of never obscure that heart.

Through his good intentions, through his money affectionate.

Together with her humble contribution.

It depends on whether she is willing to open her heart and go to marriage with him.

I know everything.

The sky is white and the parents prove it.

It's like that two people in ancient times married in front of heaven and earth. It's the most solemn and sacred moment.

Yannian suddenly thought that if a person really has a past life and this life, she and jiangbeiyuan must have known each other in the past life, otherwise how could they be so familiar now, she could not leave him at all.

"Believe me?"

Jiangbeiyuan pulls down her hand that covers his mouth and kisses the back of her hand.

I was silent for a long time.

Finally nodded his head, rushed to his arms and cried.

Jiangbeiyuan protects her head, and the wind above her head roars past the back of his hand, leaving a shimmering light.

Cry out, it's all right.

……