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Chapter 393 Why do we still torture each other together?

Jiang's mother fought against the disease for five years, but still passed away.

It was Father Jiang who announced the news.

Before Jiang's mother died, the only person she didn't see was Jiang Nanshu.

There was crying from the ward not far away.

Jiang Nanshu instantly understood why Jiang Jingcheng appeared on this floor, because Jiang's mother also lived here, not far next door.

The crying voice was Jiang Leyi.

No matter what happened to Jiang's mother, she was still the mother who loved her when she grew up.

So Jiang Nanshu feels that Jiang Leyi is the happiest among all people.

Even if she was carried by the wrong person, she would still be in a wealthy family. Even if she finds her family now, she would still be in a wealthy family.

He also wanted to get along with Jiang Nanshu peacefully, but he found that he couldn't do it.

That was an emotion he had never seen before, belonging to Jiang Nanshu.

He found evidence that she liked Zhou Yansu from the smallest details.

He knew from Jiang Nanshu's voice that this person was very important to her.

Not long after, several of Jiang Nanshu's brothers came.

Jiang Nanshu shook his head: "I didn't go there when she was alive. Doesn't it feel like an afterthought to see her after she's dead?"

Jiang Jingcheng thought about it seriously: "That's right."

She has never been poor.

Lu Qingyan was lying on the bed, staring at the infusion bag hanging beside the bed.

"Want to take a look?" Jiang Jingcheng asked.

Compensation is not enough at all.

It's simply not enough to heal the pain Jiang Nanshu has suffered for so many years.

Will she be sad?
Lu Qingyan had never seen it before, so it was the first time.

The trigger of their quarrel this time was Zhou Yanxu.

Lu Qingyan knew that she wanted him to let the person he was holding prisoner go.

From the process of getting along with Jiang Nanshu, he discovered that only he could make noises and cry, but she could not.

From meeting her in the temple, she was in despair.

But he felt the punishment was not enough.

Jiang Nanshu was sitting in Lu Qingyan's ward, peeling an apple.

She has always been very public and seems to be open-minded about everything.

He didn't want to show his dirtiest side in front of her, and he couldn't give up on her. Jiang Nanshu was a very thoughtful person.

Lu Qingyan felt like his heart was filled with a sigh of relief, which annoyed him to death.

He was so angry that he glanced at Jiang Nanshu from the corner of his eye, who was eating an apple and scrolling happily on his phone.

He felt his stomach hurt again.

Lu Qingyan covered his stomach with his hands, his face was pale and cold sweat was dripping.

Jiang Nanshu noticed something strange about him, and quickly put down his Apple and mobile phone, reached out to touch his not-so-warm hands, and asked, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

Lu Qingyan pursed her thin lips and looked at her stubbornly: "I don't feel any pain, I want to eat an apple."

Jiang Nanshu: "..."

"The doctor said you should wait at least four hours before eating. Let's wait a few more hours."

Seeing that Lu Qingyan's forehead was wet with cold sweat, she went to wring out a clean towel and wipe his face.

Seeing how he was asking for trouble, Jiang Nanshu was angry and funny at the same time: "I told you that the medicine was expired, so I didn't even dare to take it. You're still stuffy. Do you really not want this life?"

"Death is not what you want."

Jiang Nanshu looked at him speechlessly: "Then let's divorce you before you die. I don't want to be a widow."

Sure enough, when he mentioned divorce, his eyes became fierce and he stared at her face: "You're dreaming."

"Then take good care of yourself and don't do such stupid things next time. I'll cut it for you when your stomach feels better." Jiang Nanshu looked at him and promised.

When she was about to leave, Lu Qingyan reached out to hold her. Jiang Nanshu looked at him doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

After a long time, he exhaled heavily, and his dark eyes dimmed: "Actually, I know the story you told Zhou Yan. Do you know how jealous I am of him? I wonder every day, why didn't I meet you first? I met you first... would you still treat me like this?" He was still glad that Zhou Yanxu passed away, but reality gave him a blow. He originally thought that a living person could not compare to a dead person, but now he knew that no matter whether that person was alive or not, he was better than him. but.

Is he the second choice, or is he using compensation as an excuse to tie her to his side.

When she died, he was in pain, and now that she was standing in front of him alive, he was in pain too.

She even hesitated to say "like" to him sincerely.

Jiang Nanshu didn't know that the reason for Lu Qingyan's erratic behavior was actually Zhou Yanxu. This was also the first time he mentioned this name in front of her.

Zhou Yanxu...

She met him first.

Because the characters appeared in this order, these people left traces in her life, and she couldn't erase them.

So she was a little dumbfounded by Lu Qingyan's words. After thinking about it, she said, "But I am with you now. We are married. Lu Qingyan, it is impossible for me and him."

Jiang Nanshu argued vigorously.

Lu Qingyan's eyes were colorless: "Yes, we are married. You are my wife. I went to him to find a way to save you. Before leaving, he asked me to take good care of you..."

Lu Qingyan clenched his hands: "Jiang Nanshu, without me, would it be possible between you and him?"

Jiang Nanshu never thought about this problem.

She met Zhou Yanxu and then Lu Qingyan.

The first one is the one she chases, and the latter one is the one who loves her.

She couldn't deny that when she was a girl, she had a secret love for Zhou Yanxu in her heart. Later in the original world, when she understood the truth, she tore this careful love into pieces beyond recognition.

If Zhou Yanxu had not died, she would not have been in this world.

Jiang Nanshu thought of this.

Suddenly I felt.

Even without these.

It was impossible for her to get together with Zhou Yanxu.

Just as she was about to answer, Lu Qingyan let go of her hand.

"You go."

Jiang Nanshu's silence made him heartbroken.

"Lu Qingyan...there is no what-if in the world."

"Get out!" He lowered his eyes, his face was pale and his mood was calm.

Jiang Nanshu saw the storm hidden under his calmness, but was helpless.

Five years have turned the once calm and composed man into a madman.

She didn't want to irritate him anymore, so she turned and left.

Just walked to the door of the ward.

He pulled out the syringe on the back of his hand, and the entire IV pole was pushed down with a loud noise.

Jiang Nanshu saw his slumped hands holding his head and grabbing his hair through the crack in the door. The blood on the back of his hands was flowing down his arms, but he didn't care.

She pursed her red lips and her eyes were slightly moist.

She just said it.

There is a rift between them.

Can't be fixed.

Why are we still torturing each other together?

Her presence seemed to only make Lu Qingyan more painful.

He even lost himself.

Jiang Nanshu went to find the nurse and reported to Lu Qingyan's ward.

A trestle bed covered with white cloth rolled over from a short distance away.

Surrounding the bed were Jiang's father, Jiang Nanshu's five brothers, and Jiang Leyi, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying.

They were a little surprised to see Jiang Nanshu standing in the corridor.

Father Jiang's eyes were red, and he stepped forward excitedly: "Nannan, are you here? Did that kid in the Lu family bully you? Tell dad."