Chapter 392

This sentence, he said very seriously.

Word by word.

Ji Jin's heart, mercilessly warm for a moment.

There is a feeling out, but she can only desperately suppress.

She hasn't got Norman's reply. She doesn't know what price she will pay for her current behavior, and whether she and Niannian can bear it.

When Norman sent her away, he only said a word coldly.

"I can get him out of prison, I can get him in."

If Jane Yue goes to prison again, she may not be able to get out all her life. She can't take risks for this!

She took a deep breath and said, "are you flattering me? Don't waste your time. "

This sentence

She spoke scornfully, with a touch of irony.

Let Jane more smell speech, the body trembles, the facial expression instantly becomes a little bitter.

"There are some things you don't want, but I want to give them. Even if you lose it, I still want to give it to you. "

Just like his heart, he is full of friendship.

"Jane Yue, don't you have anything to do? Don't you need to go back to France? If you go to worship my grandfather, it should be me, and what qualifications do you have to visit my mother? My mother would not have been exposed, and I would not have been born with the title of "illegitimate daughter" and "bastard" if vice Dong had not deliberately created a sensation in Yancheng and diverted the media's attention in order to stay with Shen Feng and cover up their ugly behavior. "

"Although it's the vice president's fault, it's still because of you in the final analysis. Because she wanted to help you seize power, she had to agree to Shen Feng, so... For you! "

She said coldly, "do you know how much I hate you? I don't want your gift. If you don't give it when I want it, what's the point of giving it now? "

"Jane Yue, things like feelings have changed."

With that, she turned away and walked towards the college students.

She concentrated on her own shooting, as if she could not see the lonely shadow at the end of the alley.

When she finished shooting, she didn't expect hang yang to come, and Jane Yue didn't know when she had left.

"Miss Ji, it's so nice to see you again. Finally someone can take charge of you."

"You think too much, I have nothing to do with him." Ji Jin tidies up the tripod, her eyebrows and eyes are calm.

"In fact, sir, these years have been very bad." Hang Yang pursed his lips in a calm tone.

And her fingers quivered.

The iron frame is close to the skin. It's very cold.

Behind him, hang Yang's words continued.

"Sir, I think you have passed away. At the beginning, you are out of your mind. You don't go home to smoke and drink at night. You are still drunk and making trouble on the streets of Paris. The reason is that you smashed the window of a wedding dress shop and refused to give up holding the wedding dress on the model. When I got there, I saw that my husband was delirious, but he still held the wedding dress in his hand. He said, "I'm sorry I didn't marry you."

"When I woke up, my husband was like a different person, and he became more energetic. The reason was that officer Norman came to beat him up and said that you certainly didn't like him in heaven. My husband began to change. He became a workaholic day and night before. He had stomachache and didn't eat on time, just like a walking corpse. Sometimes I drink too much when I can't sleep, and then I curl up in a ball, huddle in the corner, ask the air why you want to go again and again, but leave him alone. "

"Sir, every day is very hard, hiding this scar, but everyone can see it. Until now I met you, I thought my husband would be better, but that's not the case. Mr. Wang has been preparing this gift for a long time. Today, he came to inspect the construction site. He might not have come, but because it's about you, he is very careful. Previously, he said to me with a smile, this gift to you, you will be happy to bend your eyes. He doesn't ask for too much. He just wants to see you smile. "

"My husband has not slept well for several nights. He has many business affairs. He can release himself, but he refuses to. He is afraid that once he stops, he will miss you crazily. If you don't like drinking, he doesn't drink and uses his work to paralyze himself. I've never seen Mr. poor, but every time it's for you. "

"Especially..."

"Especially at the school gate in the evening, I drove him there, and I didn't dare to let him drive alone. He is sitting in the car, the window closed, across the road, can see you in the crowd at the door, and then his face will show a shallow smile. Miss Ji, you are accompanied by a little girl. But my husband has been alone all these years. "

Alone

These four words, like big and long needles, stabbed her heart hard.

She turned pale. I didn't expect that Jane Yue had spent the past five years like this.

"Where's the deputy director?"

"Since he knew that it was because of deputy Dong that you died of illness, he could not forgive himself. How could he forgive Deputy Dong? Over the years, I have no contact with you. I feel like a stranger when I see you on the board of directors. "

He sighed faintly, and his voice sounded softly.

"All these years, my husband has been living like a ghost without soul. You left torment him, and now come back the same torment, Miss Ji... You take pity on him, say a good word to him, and persuade him to sleep, OK? If it goes on like this, he will not be able to survive. Do you have the heart to see him tired? "

He looked at Ji Jin canthus that can't help falling tears, know that she still love Mr, he began to pray.

"The body is his, I let him not rest?" Ji Jin blinked her eyes, a line of clear tears slowly fell.

"Did I make him feel bad these years? Did I make him so hard? There are 11, 000 ways to forget me. Why did he use the most stupid way? "

"Because he is Jane Yue! Jane Yue with negative EQ! If you can be like director Han, you should know that starting a new relationship is the best way to forget the old one. But he is determined that you are you, whether you are alive or dead! "

Hang Yang said fiercely.

Ji Jin suddenly burst into tears, the pain of bending down, tightly curled up in a group.

Did she have a good time these years?

Same pain, same paralysis.

She had countless opportunities to see Jane Yue, but she couldn't show up. The first thing to do is to go to Jane's house and see that his room is still on.

She has never been absent from him for five years.

Jane Yue didn't know all this, only herself.

Looking at her miserable appearance, hang Yang blamed himself for saying too much.

He saw Jane Yue's life and knew his pain, but what about Ji Jin?

She also loves her deeply and lives very hard.

"Miss Ji... Sorry, I didn't blame you just now..."

Before he had finished his words, Ji Jin's cold voice came again: "I never owe Jane Yue. Even if he has lived worse than death these years, I never feel guilty, because I'm not better. I'll help you with that, that's all

She stood up, wiped her tears with her little hand, and took a few deep breaths to calm her mood.

She walked towards the construction building.

There is a temporary tin house built by workers over there. He is sitting in it. His temperament is so noble that he seems out of place.

Here, he's not supposed to be here.

She knocked on the door. Jane raised her eyes and said, "Why are you here?"

"Why haven't you gone back?"

"Look at the construction drawings."

"You are not an architect, can you understand? I wish there were workers here. What are you doing here? I'll take you back, and you'll take it as a holiday today. "

Ji Jin said coldly, went forward and grabbed his hand, directly pulled on his car.

But Jane Yue didn't say a word. She was at her disposal.

Ji Jin drove all the way back to the villa, but stopped at the door and didn't dare to go in.

This place is really full of too many memories.

She sent him to the door, turned away, but he grabbed his hand: "you dare not go in, because you love me?"

"Don't be sentimental!"

Ji Jin sneered.

"Then follow me in."

He clenched her little hand, then opened the iron door and pulled her in.

As like as two peas, the last door to the front gate opened, and the familiar breath came to her. It remained the same for five years before she left. The white carpet, the baby picture on the wall, and the protective film at the corner of the table

He took her back to the bedroom, black and white simple style, inside neat, everywhere can see her things.

The dresser, the skin care products, the books she read, the computer she used to use, and the clothes in the wardrobe are just not what they were five years ago.

He said: "I always like to prepare one for you when the season changes or new styles come out every year, because every time I dream, you always wear the clothes five years ago, which are already out of date. I'm afraid that you will be laughed at if you don't have new clothes in the sky. You didn't throw your clothes. I've kept them all. They're in that box. "

He pointed to the box under the wardrobe.

He doesn't believe in Buddhism, but for her, he has to.

Ji Jin looks at, canthus moist, but force oneself cannot cry however.

He took her to the bathroom, where her toiletries are still there, two toothbrushes, one pink and one blue, very relative.

"Remember when we used to brush our teeth together? I'll hold you on the toilet and squeeze toothpaste for you. We'll face each other. "

"Enough, don't say it. I've forgotten everything before, and I don't want to mention it now. I have something else to do. I'm leaving!"

She finished in a hurry and finally lost her courage.

There were so many memories here that she was afraid that she could not help sinking.

But the door behind her suddenly closed, and the man knocked her on the wall“ Ji Jin, you are not because of my mother. Why on earth do you refuse me The man was angry at this moment, his voice was low and terrible, just like a wounded lion! Why refuse him