Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 2860 Their marriage certificate
Even, she would rather bear some pain by herself than see him unhappy.

It's just like when he pushed her away and dealt with the crisis of Qiao's group alone, but she flew back from Chicago desperately, even refusing to go to school, and wanted to be with him.

Tomb-sweeping day, there is a lot of rain.

Time seemed to stop abruptly, but there was no such cheerful figure in the empty house.

He knew what he wanted to see the most when he came back, but the more he wanted something, the more he couldn't get it.

How could she still be waiting for him at Qiao's residence...

There have been countless times when he opened the door of the living room, nine times out of ten he would see her sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for him, waiting tirelessly, sometimes curled up, sometimes dozed off, sometimes Watching TV intently.

But without exception, as long as she comes back, she will be happy, jump off the sofa, help him with his slippers and coat, and say "I'm waiting for you" with a smile.

Now, she doesn't wait for him.

She waited for him long enough, but she didn't warm his heart.

She won't wait for her any longer.

Those years of being together day and night had long been fused into his flesh and blood, but now that she left him, he was at a loss.

Josnian took a drag on his cigarette and silently watched the rain outside the window.

Qiao's residence was still the same, but due to no one taking care of it for a long time, the trees in the garden grew taller, with lush branches and leaves, and a lot of weeds grew.

Qingming is still this Qingming, as if time has not gone far.

He even remembered the scene of going to the cemetery in the early morning, and he passed by before dawn. If he hadn't been so self-righteous at the beginning, but had woken her up to go together, all the things that happened later would not have happened.

He almost passed her by.

She didn't touch the things in the dark compartment of the study, they were already covered with a layer of dust, and they hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

There was nothing else in the dark grid, except Qiao Chengfan's paternity test and their marriage certificate, both from several years ago.

He didn't ask her for her opinion on the marriage certificate, so he went to get it without telling her.

She still doesn't know her married status.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Josnian's lips. He arranged everything self-righteously, but he never asked her if she wanted it.

The rain outside the window hit the window, and the water flowed down the glass rapidly, blurring his vision.

In the field of vision, there are only flowers and trees, no one, let alone anyone he wants to see.

The sky is foggy, with no end in sight.

After smoking a cigarette, he didn't continue and walked out of the study.

The newly hired servants were cleaning Qiao's house. When they saw him, they would stop what they were doing and bowed: "Sir."

A young servant was holding a bunch of long-withered forget-me-nots in a vase, ready to throw it away.

He frowned: "Wait."

Josnian walked over and reached for the bouquet in the vase.

The flowers have long since dried up badly, withered and withered.

He sneered, it turned out that two years had passed invisibly.

He let go of his hand, and threw the flowers into the bottle again: "Throw it away, buy some roses and put them in two days."

"Yes, sir, what kind of roses do you want?"

"random."

The weather wasn't too cold, so Josnian walked to the steps outside the living room and looked into the distance.

After Qiao's house was mortgaged, it was obvious that Ye Jiaqi had no plan to take it back. The mortgage date had passed long ago, and he paid three times the money to redeem it, using a sum of money frozen in the bank.

(End of this chapter)