Chapter 139

She doesn't know how much sorrow people can endure, and whether the scars on her heart will be smoothed by time. Time is like a huge cage. She is trapped in it and can't walk away, escape or move.

Can you turn around and go, she lowered her head, looking at the dark blue moon feldspar hanging on her wrist for a long time.

It seems that she should go. Although she can't find her mother, she really wants to go back to Haicheng and live far away from all the disputes. She is almost well. She remembers that dream again. Maybe... Her children also hope that she can leave here.

Then leave.

She looked at Zhou Xingchen, who was sleeping on her lap. Her long eyelashes fell down. She reached out to touch Zhou Xingchen's hair with some trembling.

I'm sorry.

Her eyes turned to the ground. The man and the pool of blood had disappeared. She was afraid when she thought of the bullet that had gone by yesterday. If she hadn't turned her head to look at the crack, she would have thought it was a dream.

She almost died again.

But anyway, she couldn't stay any longer.

But one day, she must help her children revenge, the original world, really only bad people to keep safe, good people die early.

Zhou Xingchen seems to be aware of something. His heart is in turmoil. It seems that something is going away from him, and he may never come back. He doesn't sleep well. He frowns tightly. His long and powerful arms habitually touch Liang Jia's position. But his big hands are empty. He can't feel Liang Jia's warm temperature. He suddenly wakes up.

She's not here!

He looked around in a bit of confusion. He saw opportunity leaning against the window sill wrapped in a thin shirt, holding a glass of warm water in his hand. He looked calm and beautiful, but Zhou Xingchen's heart was flustered. Liang Jia's quiet look seemed to hide something so deep that he couldn't even see it clearly.

"Jia'er..." his voice is a little light. He seems to be afraid of disturbing her. It seems that if the tone is a little heavier, she will disappear.

Liang Jia looked back at him and saw that his eyes were a little flustered, and a smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "Xing Chen, I want to eat porridge. I want to eat the porridge in the porridge shop next to the orphanage. Can you help me buy it?"

He had never seen such an expression before. Looking at Liang Jia's soft hair, Zhou Xingchen's heart suddenly softened and answered softly, "OK."

But what Zhou Xingchen didn't know was that the orphanage was more than 30 kilometers away from here, and it took a morning to come back. Besides, there is no porridge shop beside the orphanage. It's just an excuse for Liang Jia to leave. Such a long time is enough for her to pack up and leave.

Sorry, Xing Chen.

Zhou Xingchen's action is very fast, probably never thought that Liang Jia would leave. Although she is still very uneasy to see Liang Jia's state, her attitude towards him has improved. It is reasonable to say that the uneasiness in her heart should be suppressed, but somehow it is expanding, but since Liang Jia wants to eat porridge, Maybe this bowl of porridge can make Liang Jia happy. Thinking of Liang Jia fainting on him yesterday, it really made him feel scared

Liang Jia looked at his back, light down eyes, turned to pack things, she took out the last time those bags.

The sun is strong and the heating is sufficient. Liang Jia squints, packs her last dress and turns to go downstairs.

Closing the door, Liang Jia felt as if she was missing something in her heart. She looked to the end of the corridor. There was no one there, only the empty wind and the soft sunshine. Maybe... There were still her children

As soon as she got out of the hospital, she walked down the stairs under the overpass and saw the man waiting for her while smoking, Squinting at the package in her hand, her eyes were deep and silent.

Good word.

Liang Jia lowered her head and raised a sneer like smile. It's too hard for heaven to let her leave. It seems that she can't get away anywhere. She can only walk around here.

"Where do you want to go?" The man came over and finally opened his mouth after a long silence.

Liang Jia lowered her head and did not say a word. In the sun, Liang Jia's face looked very pale and thin. She looked very warm and obedient, but no, Liang Jia should never be like this.

"Ah, Jiaer... Since he doesn't know how to cherish you, why don't you let me take care of you?" Yan Du'an sighed, as if a thousand words had not been said, just picked the most important one to say.

On the highway, Zhou Xingchen stepped on the accelerator and was faster and faster on the road. While staring at the more and more deep road in front of him, he thought to himself that something was wrong. Liang Jia was very wrong. She had just been taken away by Liang Jia's expression. Her expression and form were clearly that she wanted to leave him!Think of here, he suddenly stepped on the brake, eyes across a trace of deep light, quickly turned inside the direction of the hospital run!

Jiaer! Don't do stupid things, please, don't do stupid things

"I won't do anything stupid. I just want to go to Haicheng and stay for a long time. In this city, I have nothing to miss." Liang Jia's sharp chin tightened slightly, and then she showed a smile, looking gentle and generous.

But no, Yan Du'an even felt that he had seen the sadness hidden behind her smile. His eyes moved, and he came forward to hold her.

"Can't I take care of you? I will treat you well. You know I am... "

Liang Jia just quietly stepped back, voice a little light, stopped his words: "I'm sorry, I don't think I can give you trouble like this."

Yan Du'an looked at her Dodge, but then thought of her mood at the moment, and understood. He looked down at Liang Jia's soft hair and wanted to say something, but Liang Jia seemed to be dizzy and suddenly fell down

Yan Du'an watched Liang Jia's soft body fall down, and his heart was about to jump out. He subconsciously pulled Liang Jia into his arms. He was a little flustered. Looking at Liang Jia's pale and quiet sleeping face, he squatted down and swam with his hands shaking, To explore the breath under Liang Jia's nose

She's OK, she's breathing

He had never been so flustered. He turned around and carefully put Liang Jia into the back seat of the car. He lowered his eyes and watched Liang Jia's pale look with uneasiness in his sleep... His heart was suddenly pulled.

On the highway, Zhou Xingchen suddenly stops and looks at Yan Du'an's move of holding Liang Jia into the car seat from a distance. He holds the steering wheel tightly with his well-defined hand, as if he is going to break the steering wheel. His eyes are slightly wet, and a sense of sadness suddenly spreads from his feet to the bottom of his heart.

Liang Jia... Don't you want him?

Don't want him, so support him, and then quietly follow Yan Du'an to leave?