Tang Fei was stunned: "I'll go there?"

After a while, Tang Fei added, "can I help you?"

Zhong Xing looked into her eyes and said, "dress up nicely. The entertainment reporters in the whole province are paying close attention to Jiajia and Jinghua. At that time, many viewers must have sat in front of the TV."

Tang Fei was confused: "but... Wasn't that press conference for you and sister Jiajia? What did I do in the past?"

"You loved, but you can't go." Zhong Xing didn't directly tell Tang Fei his purpose. He just left this sentence and turned away.

"..." Tang Fei stared at his figure, his tall and slender posture, which made her obsessed.

She knew that he asked her to go to the press conference. Something must happen.

She knows that his attitude towards her is neither hot nor cold, but she just likes him

She was originally his fan, but now she has become a colleague... Tang Fei secretly vowed in her heart: "I won't miss any chance! I will dress up according to his meaning tomorrow! And I won't let him down!"

*****

The night wind blows slowly.

Gu Jiajia only stands under the door of her new house with Jinghua.

She looked up at the place where Quan canjuan fell.

Sister canjuan fell from there

The scene was terrible.

The back of her head was smashed on the spot and blood flowed——

Gu Jiajia's eyes were red and she thought sadly, "sister canjuan, if I knew that my love for Jinghua would fall to such a point, I wouldn't love..."

She stood here for a long time.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and there is still electricity in the sky.

In the distance, there was a dull thunder, and a rainstorm would fall again this summer.

The gate is locked.

Gu Jiajia's bags and clothes are all inside

The key to the gate is in the bag

The door was locked. She didn't know if she had a chance to go in.

Even if there is, does she dare to go in?

Will her aunt run to the roof again?

Or Mrs. Jing?

Before that, I heard old lady Jing say that the wedding day between her and Jinghua was her burial day.

She didn't care at all.

And fearless.

Now, she is afraid.

I'm really afraid that someone will lose her life again because she fell in love with Jinghua——

Quan canjuan is dead. Jing Hua is in pain. She understands.

But when she heard him tell Tang Huai that he was Quan canjuan's husband, her heart was like a knife.

He is Quan canjuan's husband

What about her?

Who is she?

Where did he put her?

Gu Jiajia's heart really hurts

Drops of rain began to fall, and they hit the ground and Gu Jiajia.

A petite figure came with an umbrella.

She looked at her deeply: "it's late at night and it's raining. Go back."

Two lines of clear tears ran down their cheeks: "Tang Huai, you said... Can I still go in?"

"If you want to enter, you can enter." Tang Huai said.

"I put my bag in it and my key in it."

"Then wait for Jinghua to open the door and tell you to go in."

Gu Jiajia turned her head, looked at Tang Huai sadly and asked with a sob, "do you think it will be my aunt or his grandmother who will commit suicide for our love next?"

Tang Huai was stunned and looked at her solemnly: "how can you say such words?"

"Tang Huai, do you think I'm wrong?"

"Love has no right or wrong."

"Yes, I'm wrong. I shouldn't fall in love with Jinghua. I don't fall in love with Jinghua. When sister canjuan comes back, they can be happy together as before." Gu Jiajia is in a secluded tunnel. She is in poor spirit and looks haggard. Tang Huai is very distressed.

"Then why don't you think so?" Tang Huai looked at her deeply: "what's wrong is Quan canjuan. She knows that you and Jinghua are in love, so she should let go and should not appear in front of you again. Some things and feelings have passed in the past and reappeared, which is meaningless."

"He doesn't think so..." if he thinks so, he won't bury Quan canjuan in the name of his wife. His doing so shows that he still loves Quan canjuan in his heart.

Quan canjuan's family thinks she died a few years ago, but they don't have to take her back to his village for burial. In the city, there are cemeteries to sell, and he doesn't have money to buy them. She can pay to buy a cemetery in the city to bury Quan canjuan.

He didn't do that. He took her home directly

Gu Jiajia knows that she and Jinghua have no chance

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Slapping on the umbrella above their heads, like drops of ice water, kept hitting Gu Jiajia's heart, making her heartache unbearable.

Tang Huai approached her, hugged her shoulder, rubbed her head with his head, and said in a deep voice, "my good Jiajia, be strong, okay? You're still young, you're not strong, how do you go in the future?"

Gu Jiajia's voice was full of tears: "Tang Huai, he has left me. Don't leave me again, will you?"

If even Tang Huai is not with her, what should she do?

Tang Huaiyang smiled, "fool, how can I leave you? No matter how big my career is in the future, Dacheng street is our home. We will live here all our life."

Gu Jiajia cried low.

"Let's go back. You can't get in here. You can get in there if you want." Tang Huai left here with Gu Jiajia in her arms.

Their two Petite figures snuggled closely and walked forward step by step. The rain wet their trouser corners——

**

Bugles, one after another.

K city elite army, soldiers are training at night.

Jinghua took a group of people, carrying sandbags, climbing the slope.

Their whole bodies were dirty, sweat and rain mixed together.

They are soldiers who move forward bravely!

Life and death without fear, why fear the night? Why fear the rainstorm?

Three hours later, the training is over

The soldiers of Jinghua's whole battalion have gone back, leaving him to train overload here.

A thunder sounded and the whole ground shook.

After Jinghua crossed a ten meter high mound, he even rolled down with people and sandbags.

When he rolled to the foot of the hill, he seemed tired and paralyzed. The whole body lay there in a big shape, letting the rain hit him.

He breathed heavily, his chest undulating greatly.

He narrowed his eyes, but tried to open them and looked at the rainy sky.

"Ha ha... Ha ha..."

"Ha ha..."

In front of him, Gu Jiajia's delicate face appeared, and he couldn't help laughing.

Listen carefully and laugh with a cry.

In the corner of my eyes, there are lines of water flowing down. I don't know whether it's rain or tears

PS: there are two more shifts at 12 o'clock. It's under writing~~