Chapter 258

"Who told me that you would cry secretly every night?" His fingers brushed her lips, and his forehead against her forehead, his high bridge of nose even oppressed her, his lips gradually pasted down, and his voice contained honey: "later When you cry again in the evening, if I lend you the shoulder, is it better than to cry and fall asleep alone? "

Her eyes were suddenly sore, and the tears would roll down again. Fortunately, he closed them with his lips and kept the whole little girl in his arms. She was just a little strong in her blood and suddenly seemed to collapse. If she was not Fu Jingzhi now, if her expectation for him was still there, she would turn into a pool of spring water In the arms.

But she is not, those expectations, those once ridiculous expectations, in the flying snow, in the hospital filled with blood, in the innumerable scolding and suffering, in the ashes of the garden, all turned into nothingness.

Even if he is willing to please and comfort her with his heart at the moment, although she will be shaken and bewildered, the cold and sharp barrier outside her heart is still well sealed there. What she can give him and repay is only these, and only these.

Time can't go back, just like the beautiful and peaceful garden in the past, it will never be restored, just like her father who loves her will never see her again, just like the little girl who secretly adored the man in a straight suit standing in the school auditorium, who has grown up and can't be found, just like when As time goes by, the humble woman who loves her husband has died one night.

She refuses to look back, not how tall or tough she is, but after the usual pain, the human spirit seems to subconsciously learn to escape, to escape from those pain, like the conditioned reflex of pain, and he, including all his, is what she wants to escape, even if she comes back at the moment, her little heart is still tightly sealed Thorns will not give him a chance to come in again.

She thought that he would make further moves. However, after kissing her lips, he held her small body in his arms. When he lay down, she was half snuggling on his chest. Her tears swallowed silently back to his stomach. Fu Jingzhi, you have cried enough. Don't show your tears so easily.

In the suffering with tears can be used to solve, and why, always in front of him, but also can't help red eyes? It seems that when facing her, those grievances will always double, the vulnerability will also double, even the tears will double.

The sky was already dark, and they would not open their mouth to break the peace. Until the end, she had a little rumble in her stomach, and he pulled her up with a smile. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her hair was slightly scattered. He reached out to straighten her out. When he brushed the bangs, he saw the scars on her forehead, a smooth pink bulge, like It's the same with the freshmen. His eyebrows are even tighter. He rubs it over and over again. He can't let it go for a long time.

"It's OK. I can't see it with my hair covered." Jing Zhi shook his hand and took it away. He looked up and cherished his eyes very much. If he wanted her to look at it again, she would fall into it. She turned her face, straightened her clothes, poured two glasses of water, one for him and one for her to drink slowly.

"Hungry or not? Can I have a meal? " After drinking the water, he put down the glass, followed her movements and picked up the phone.

Jing Zhi nodded, and some of the shy ones didn't know whether to stand or sit. Meng shaoting smiled and still glued her eyes: "what would you like to eat?"

He had a meal. "Tomato and egg? Steamed shredded carrots

Jingzhi turns his face and stares at him incredulously.

And he was so funny, narrow eyes narrowed up, cunning like a fox.

Her heart suddenly jumped, and Shao Qing heard her voice, which sounded weakly: "forget it, you point what you like, I don't care."

"That's what I want." He has some stubborn childishness. Yes, he doesn't wear formal clothes at the moment. There is a band of bandages on his head, and his legs are still hanging. With this expression, she is really a big child. She thinks about him in her heart, and smiles on his face. Her little lips are cocked up, and her eyes are like a pool of water. He looks full of flames. I really hate that it's not the right time for his leg injury.

"Don't you hate these two things the most?" She looked at him with bright eyes, and the conversation between them was like a passionate couple.

He was serious and began to dial the number: "I changed my taste, and suddenly I like it."

Jingzhi ignores him, goes to turn on the light, and puts the curtain on long.

But when it was time to change the medicine, nurse Shi knocked on the door and came in. Jing knew that she was embarrassed to avoid entering the small room, but she kept the door open. Her ears were paying attention to the movement outside the door. The sound of Ding Dong was that forceps hit the tray. Her heart was shaking. Occasionally, I could hear his breathing. Her heart shrank and her legs were numb.

There was no movement outside. He called her in a low voice. She just walked out, blushing like a little girl caught watching Qiongyao by the teacher.

"Come here. I have something for you. I just tried to coax you and almost forgot." He has beautiful eyes, so she can't help but harden him.

He is not angry, good temper of let her, then a little bit laborious, open a layer of quilt, take out a small kraft paper bag to her hand.

Jingzhi is confused: "what is this?" She picked it up and carried it. It was not heavy. She couldn't guess what it was.

"Open it yourself." Suddenly he was afraid to look at her, and his voice began to shake.

Jingzhi opens the bag and sees the contents at a glance. Her face suddenly turns white and her hand moves tightly. She has already stared at him with sullen eyes: "Meng shaoting, what do you do for me? What do you mean? "

Till now, do you think I married you for your money? Now you want to tie me to you with money and a house?

You know, I would like to come from my heart. If I want to leave, you will give me a golden mountain and I will not turn back!

But what makes her angry and cool is that, now, seven years later, he still can't see through her heart, and he still doesn't understand her.

All of a sudden, she felt her whole body's strength was gone, and those ridiculous visions turned into blown sand. How could she still be such a fool?

"I knew you were going to be thinking again." Meng shaoting sighed and stretched out his hand to pull her. Jing knew that he just stood there still and didn't look at him.

"Don't you really want to? If you don't collect it for me, Jing knows, I really want to become a pauper. How can I support you then? "

He said it was light, but she was surprised and looked at him suspiciously: "what are you talking about?"

Then, he bit his lips ironically and smiled: "the second young master of the Meng family is poor? It's such a slippery story! "

He was stabbed by her smile. Even though he knew how bad he was in her eyes, he still felt a little sad because she didn't trust him at all.

"All my apparent assets have been frozen by the old man. In recent years, the old man and Beicheng have started their own business outside. Most of them have been invested in an important project. There are not many left, but they are enough for us to use. I'm afraid that the old man will find them out, so I want them to be kept by you."

He shrugs his shoulders under cover. His words are unnatural and indifferent: "of course, you can refuse me if you think I'm causing you trouble..."

Jingzhi feels like her voice is being clenched. She can't speak. She can only stare at him. Does he give her everything he has now?

When she didn't speak, Meng shaoting gradually felt that his heart was sinking to the bottom of the valley. Yes, he was selfish. He wanted to transfer these assets, but what he wanted more was to give everything to her. A cold-blooded man like his father would not think that he would give his life to a woman, just like himself. He never thought that he would do this for her Thing.

Jingzhi opens the bag. She sees several cards, some passbooks, and then several real estate certificates. The number is not small, but she has never seen the world. She already knows that compared with Mengshi, it's just a drop in the bucket. If not, how can anyone snatch that seat when he sharpens his head?

"You're not afraid. I run with these things without trace?" Static know dark eyes a little turn, smile with a few rare wit.