Chapter 1249

In fact, even if you come to the amusement park, there is nothing for Jing Qingjia to play with.

She was not in good health. She had to sit on the carousel twice and the ferris wheel. Finally, she was tired. She sat on the swing with the wind blowing and squinting at the scenery.

Fu Yishu handed her a cup of warm milk tea and said, "drink some."

Jing Qingjia tasted it and found that it was taro mud and milk green. She was stunned and said, "you still remember."

In fact, she was no different from other girls when she was young. She liked drinking milk tea, eating junk food, staying up late and chasing dramas. At that time, Fu Yishu was particularly disgusted with her broken habits.

But at her request, Fu Yishu will compromise again and again to buy her junk food.

Her mouth is choosy, drink milk tea, drink taro mud milk green only.

In those days when Fu Yishu and Qi Xuan were about to be engaged, she was a little numb and accepted the blind date arranged by her family. The other party was very kind, knowledgeable and self-restraint. She was also liked by her family.

She felt that there was nothing wrong with this person all her life.

After they left the hotel, the man bought her a cup of hot milk tea, a Caramel Milk Tea.

At that time, standing on the street in winter, the cold wind kept blowing. She held a cup of warm milk tea in her hand. When she looked down, her tears had already fallen.

She suddenly said, "sorry, I still can't accept you."

The man was stunned for a moment and asked gently, "why?"

Jing Qingjia held the milk tea in her hand, bit her lips and said, "maybe it's because..."

"You won't scold me when I want to drink milk tea."

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Now looking back on these old things, it seems that they have passed away.

Whether it's naive to follow Fu Yishu's back to call him brother, to chase after his car in the rainy night and say she loves him, or if she managed to escape from death, the child she desperately saved is buried in his hands

It was a long time ago.

Does she hate Fu Yishu?

Jing Qingjia thought, she hated it.

The pain of losing a son is like a cone in the heart.

But she also loved Fu Yishu.

She loved him from childhood, to give up dignity and give up everything.

But this pursuit of more than ten years, in exchange for a pair of tattered to decadent body.

After walking too long, she couldn't see the light. She was tired after all.

Fu Yishu looked at her trance expression and asked, "what are you thinking?"

"Nothing." Jingqingjia held the milk tea, did not drink again, she stood up from the swing, said: "go, go back."

Fu Yishu didn't say anything and nodded.

When they got to the gate, Jing Qingjia suddenly said, "send it here."

Fu Yishu pursed her lips and said, "I'll take you back to the yard."

Jing Qingjia shook her head slightly and said, "send it here."

She turned and looked at Fu Yishu with soft eyes and said softly, "in fact, I have countless words to tell you, but now I think about it, there is no need to say it."

"Fu Yishu." Jing Qingjia laughed: "I have long forgiven you. You don't have to blame yourself or feel guilty."

I have been unable to forgive, just myself.

Hate myself, too mean, love you, love to the back of morality and betrayal.

I hate myself even more. I'm not qualified to say I love you.

Now, I will set you free,

please let me rest in peace.

Without waiting for Fu Yishu to speak, Jing Qingjia has entered the gate. Her back is thin and far away, blurred by the dim light.

It's like it's going to disappear forever.