Chapter 201

She rushed to him and shouted, Shaoxuan, I know, I know

But he retreated, looked at her mockingly, hugged the girl, said word by word, walked away, my knowledge was beside me, she was the knowledge, she was the knowledge!

When he finished speaking, he left, leaving two lines of footprints on the snow. Jingzhi couldn't speak in her dream. She only saw the girl in his arms turning around and laughing at her sarcastically. Her appearance was gradually seen by her, gradually overlapped with her

She can't remember what she was thinking when she woke up from sleep. It was a winter morning. It was dark as night. She sat on the bed with the quilt in her arms. Her body was completely cold.

Can you hear the sound of snow falling in winter? When you close your eyes, your hearing becomes more and more sensitive.

Jingzhi got out of bed dressed and went downstairs silently. She closed her eyes and let her whole body sink into the darkness. Like Shaoxuan, she could not see it.

She moved forward slowly step by step. Who said there was no sound of snow? She clearly heard the silence of snowflakes blooming. Lonely, she could feel it as short and moving as fireworks blooming, but could not hold its beauty with her fingers.

She gathered her clothes tightly and looked up at the faint light when the blue light was shining in the East. When she and Shaoxuan were separated from each other, he said to her that seriously, I've been yours all my life.

She took the ring off her neck and slowly held it in her palm, while her cheek was smiling. I can't believe it. Only you, Shaoxuan, are my only remaining warmth and last dependence.

She didn't force herself to rest and sleep any more. Sleeping, to see their children, Xiaotuan was sleeping 24 hours a day, 17 hours a night. Sleeping, when she came into the room, she saw him covered with a quilt, showing a small pink face. He held his fist in a small hand by his face, while the transparent jelly like mouth was sleeping with his thumb in it Very fragrant, she felt that her whole body was soft, so she was reluctant to look at him. She believed that if no one interrupted her, she could look at her baby all day without opening her eyes.

Ping Ping runs around, hoping to get everything ready for her. Jingzhi sits quietly in front of the window and looks at her with a big smile. She knows what Ping Ping is angry with. Ping Ping supports two young people wholeheartedly. Even after knowing that the baby is not his, she says the two young people are the best match for her.

Just because she has not seen Shaoxing Xuan, if she has seen Shaoxing Xuan, she will never say such a thing again.

Meng shaoting, such a man of character, is not in the same world as her at all. Their three views are totally different and cannot fit together at all.

Jingzhi takes a cup of tea and hears the car ringing downstairs. Pingping immediately loses something in her hand and rushes to the window. The next second, the light in her eyes disappears again. She puffs her mouth and pulls a chair to sit down. Staring at Jingzhi, she says, "sister, are you really going?"

"Well, it has been decided."

Ping Ping turned her face and said, "what do you want to do with ER Shao?"

What should she do with Meng shaoting? Why doesn't she ask her what to do if she stays?

Or too young, like her, crazy infatuation with those things that don't belong to her, until she grows up to know that the happiness that she can hold is the real happiness.

"Ping Ping, seriously, what does this have to do with me?"

She just smiled indifferently, put down the cup, and slowly lowered her long eyelashes to cover the light under her eyes: "all the way, we can't return together, it's just the end of the day, people walk in the cool tea."

"Clearly, it shouldn't be like this. It shouldn't be like this at all! I can't understand why both of them are so stubborn, sister. I know you have decided to go, but I still want to say, do you really want to be so desperate? "

Jingzhi can't laugh, but her fingers are tightening one by one. She holds the cooling cup. She says it literally: "Ping Ping, like people drinking water, knows that you're not me. You don't know why I can't stay. Similarly, you're not me. You don't know why I won't stay. I've sealed all the past things, In my whole life, I can't always remember the past, and I don't want to remember it. I should look forward, Ping Ping. Don't you think that as long as I think I'm happy, isn't it enough? "

Ping Ping looks at her with red eyes, and her fingers are tight: "but I just think that two little ones are so pitiful, and really pitiful..."

She used to think that the children of Jingzhi were two little ones. Yes, as long as they had children, they would be cut off and connected all their lives. But now she knows that even this child is not two little ones. He must have known it for a long time, but he can bear it. She really feels pity for him.

She doesn't study much, but she also has her own logic. She only thinks that a man can bear all these, which must be a deep love, but she doesn't understand why sister Jingzhi refuses to admit it all the time.

Jingzhi doesn't want to hear that name again. Since she has decided to take such a road, she won't let her heart swing.

When the door knocks, an Cheng comes in. The snow on his shoulder hasn't melted. The hair is slightly wet. Ping Ping doesn't speak to get a clean towel. An Cheng takes a look at her, and then slowly walks to Jing Zhi.

In his hand lies a card, black.

"Don't ask me to give you this."

Jing Zhi raises his eyes, as if confused: "give it to me? I don't want it. "

She doesn't want it. When she and Shaoxuan are together, they will work to earn money to support their family. She doesn't want any money from him.

"The second young master said that this is the money that the wife gave you a few months ago. When the little young master was born, he was regarded as a grandson given by his grandparents..."

Jing Zhi suddenly sneers. She raises her jaw and says stubbornly, "no, he has no grandparents. He only has parents. No, his grandma has passed away."

An Cheng is not good at words. Seeing that she doesn't accept them, she sweats out in a hurry. "Miss Fu, please accept them, or you will scold me again."

"An Cheng, you tell him that I won't accept it. From this moment on, all the grudges between me and him are gone, and I won't come back again. In this life, he and I are unhappy in our lives. We have no feelings, and we are far away from each other until we die."

Jingzhi remembers the words Bai Feifei said to Shen Lang when she was reading the ancient dragon for a long time ago, but now she blurted them out.

Time is like a flying kite. Once the cold hands are loose, the whole life is gone.

An Cheng saw that her face was white, but her eyes were black, clear and clean. He sighed deeply, put the card away, and took out a large envelope again. "You are ready to go abroad. You can stay in the United States for two weeks. After two weeks, your visa expires. You and the third young master can choose to stay in the United States or leave."

Jingzhi suddenly felt that her throat was blocked. Her fingers were pinched tightly under her sleeves. She knew that he was so proud and conceited that he was willing to do this. It was really difficult. If she wanted to say that she didn't have a trace of movement, it was too pretentious. Although all the mistakes were caused by him, she still wanted to say thank him sincerely.

"Tell him I appreciate it." Her voice was hoarse. She reached for the envelope and the same envelope. Six years ago, he handed her to her and cut her off. Six years later, he let her go. From then on, he gave her a new life and fulfilled her wish.

It's destiny.

An Cheng can't speak. Ping Ping comes out just in time. Jing knows that Ping Ping will take him downstairs and close the door.

She stood up, went to the dressing table, put down the envelope, and swam in her heart. After all, she pulled out the bottom drawer under the dressing table. She held out a small rough wooden box, opened it, and saw a peach wood comb lying quietly inside. She took out the comb, and half turned and raised the comb to face the light from the window.

There is no sunshine, but the sky light reflected by the snow is so dazzling, her eyes burst of acid, and gradually shed tears.

On the exquisite mahogany comb, two lines of thin and slightly crooked characters were carved in the place where she held them. If she didn't look at them, she would leave them aside. If she didn't take them out today, if she didn't look at every place of them carefully, if she just forgot what he sent her, she would leave alone Maybe I will never see the words he engraved on the comb for her.

It's like a sweater she bought him for her birthday when she didn't divorce. She embroidered the names of the two of them on a thin strip of cloth. It's like the line she wrote on the snow the night before he left on business. Now, he quietly learns from her and tells her in this way that he is sincere to her.

One combs to the tail, two combs of white hair and eyebrows.

Meng shaoting wants to be with Fu Jingzhi all the time.

She just froze like that. The two lines of handwriting were ugly. They were really ugly. But she read them over and over again. She put the comb away again. She closed the drawer again. She wanted to stand up and leave. But suddenly she fell down on the chair. She just stared at herself in the mirror, crying all the time. She suffered a lot, but she was the second She thought of her father's garden. She thought of the day when the garden turned into a flat place. She only thought that she was as sad as that day. She wanted to cry hard.

She slowly lies on the dressing table, her shoulders start to move gradually, and she can't help crying.

Out of the window, under the snow, everything is quiet.

This white covers all the filth in the world, making the world look as clean as a girl.

Jingzhi has been crying for a long time. She only feels that her tears in this life have been drained.

She is really ready to forgive him, but also really decided to leave, right, leave, leave forever.

Love is deep, never long.

Starting from the villa in the west suburb, you can see Meng's old house on the way to the airport. You can see all the graveyards of your parents. Goodbye. Entrust an Cheng to ask him not to forget to visit her parents on Qingming Festival.

The only regret is that she can't see the garden again, even if it has become a hotel, a villa or a golf course.

Jingzhi sits in the car and hugs her tightly. The little guy is still sleeping foolishly