Fu Qing’s impression of Jiang Wanxin is actually … few.
For many years, the only thing that impressed me was that at the end of the trial, she stared at the three words “I confess guilt” when she stared at the pair of rings on her and Jiang Luli ’s fingers.
Once upon a time, Jiang Wanxin always chased behind the two of them, calling his brother Fu one by one.
At that time he was full of use of her.
So seeing her deliberately flattering smiley face, he responded.
But she opened her mouth with a pale face and said that when I pleaded guilty, the sad look always woke him up at night.
1.30 in the morning.
He pressed his heart and felt a dull pain.
Perhaps, much more guilty, the most primitive conscience in the heart is still on the mind.
He owes Jiang Wanxin.
He owes her too much.
It may never be repaid.
But he still wanted to do something.
Even if it is to buy a house, give her some money.
Even to make up for years of guilt.
He was afraid that Jiang Wanxin would be released from prison, and also hoped that Jiang Wanxin would be released from prison.
In the past seven years, he has been tortured by guilt and sin for a long time.
He thought that when Jiang Wanxin came out, he would make up for her as much as possible.
For the sake of atonement for selfish self.
9:30.
He appeared at the gate of the prison on time.
The black door was slowly pushed open.
When Jiang Wanxin came out, he was still wearing the white cotton-padded jacket when he was imprisoned.
Compared with the gorgeous clothes in Jiang Luli’s closet, the old style makes people want to laugh.
Jiang Wanxin is already very thin.
The disaster of several years in prison made her even more wandering.
In the past, the enthusiasm and innocence in the eyes naturally disappeared.
All that remains is confusion and despair.
Behind him, the iron gate closed again.
Jiang Wanxin reacted, and she was released after serving her sentence.
She raised her feet, not knowing whether she should take her left foot first or her right foot first.
Overwhelmed and dumbfounded.
Such Jiang Wanxin, let people glance at the past, like a fool.
She stared at the slowly approaching shadow on the ground and raised her eyes dullly.
Fu Qing is tall and has broad shoulders.
It is the most shining star in the crowd.
Jiang Wanxin used to be able to see him at a glance.
Now he is standing beside the empty road, which attracts more attention.
The mature, calm masculine atmosphere is undoubtedly revealed in him.
He finally succeeded!
Stepping on the two lives of the Jiang family, dragging her dignity and freedom to climb into the cloud top.
He reached out to her and made a smile, “Late, get in the car.”
It’s so light and windy, like what he said when he took her home on countless so-called ‘sweet’ days.
The light words of the past can be smashed into her heart.
now…
What is left now?
Jiang Wanxin blinked and pressed his eyelashes.
Unconsciously staring at the position of his left ring finger, there is a white line.
The ring at the time of imprisonment was gone.
Fu Qing knew what she was thinking.
Awkwardly withdrew his hand and unconsciously turned around the white line.
He knew that she was released from prison today, so last night and Jiang Lu left the dinner, he deliberately made an excuse to take off the ring.
Fu Qing grabbed her arm and placed her on the co-pilot. “I heard the people inside say you want to see your parents at the cemetery.”
Jiang Wanxin looked out the window and did not speak.
Fu Qing drove, and the two of them went to the cemetery. When they saw the tombstones of their parents, Jiang Wanxin slowly knelt down, and the expression on his face was awful.
She raised her hand and pressed hard, until her fingers bleed, and she buckled up her parents’ photos on the tombstone.
Jiang Wanxin’s heart hurt for 7 years.
Since childhood, her mother’s only smile to her was left to her when she died.
When she was young, she liked her father the most.
Father always smiled and returned home, like to hold her in his arms.
In the first year of imprisonment, she knew the truth.
The father betrayed his mother in marriage, and the mother gave birth to her early depression.
Mother hated her father and hated her together.
After the father died, the hate that supported the mother’s life also died.
In front of the hospital bed, her mother abused her, and she didn’t even think about it for the last time.
All because the mother had long seen Jiang Luli, without the Jiang family’s protection, the prison was safe.
She always thought that her mother had poisoned her.
But how can a mother push her daughter to prison in order to protect her daughter?
If it were not for love, what could it be.
The car parked in Fu Qing’s high-end community.
“Here … not my house.” It was strange here, she was afraid.
Fu Qing grabbed her wrist, “The house is sold, you can’t go back.”
Jiang Wanxin did not speak, froze there, let him be pulled.
Fu Qing took her back to her residence.
Entered the room.
Jiang Wanxin sat in the corner, leaning against the wall, holding the photo pulled from the tombstone in his hand, without saying a word.
Fu Qing sat on the sofa in the distance, staring at her inseparably.
Jiang Wanxin didn’t move, his eyes never moved halfway.
Fu Qing thought that she didn’t want to talk to him.
He did so much to hurt her, and always gave her room to buffer.
When the last rays of the setting sun shine on the corner of the wall.
Fu Qing said slowly, “Dai Xin, you are hungry, I’ll cook it for you.”
He opened the refrigerator and stared at the ingredients inside.
Fu Qing can cook.
He was miserable from a young age to a big life. When he was abroad, he robbed stray dogs for food.
So he learned everything later.
It’s just that he has been used to the life of paper drunken gold fans in recent years.
I am used to the days when everyone calls him Fu.
A bowl of noodles came to her like a baby, “Yan Xin, you taste it, is it the taste of the past.”
Jiang Wanxin did not look at him or the bowl of noodles, but stared at a corner in the distance.
Fu Qing noticed what she meant and put the noodles on the ground.
A few steps back.
Jiang Wanxin then quickly crawled over and maintained that posture. She grabbed the noodles with her fingers and ate all the noodles quickly.
Hold the empty bowl froze there.
Fu Qing stretched out his hand and went to get the bowl, “I go … wash …”
The voice did not fall.
Jiang Wanxin jumped up suddenly, ran quickly into the toilet with the bowl, and washed the bowl with dirty water.
Fu Qing was shocked, “How can you use Wanxin …” How can you use the water in the toilet to wash dishes.
It’s okay .. not finished yet.
Jiang Wanxin was scared, holding his head and squatting beside the toilet.
Shivering.
Fu Qing’s heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.
Jiang Wanxin used to be the happiest and splendid.
Even Jiang Mu was not good enough for her.
But she is also extremely naive,
A woman well protected by Jiang Fu.
Such Jiang Wanxin made Fu Qing’s heart dull.
Because of all this, he personally gave her.
Fu Qing swallowed his throat, and his throat felt inexplicably painful. He reached out his hand, picked up the empty bowl, and threw it in the sink.
Staring at the clear water overflowing the pool.
Flow to the ground.
Jiang Wanxin … crazy? !
