Reborn pretty daughter-in-law

Chapter 1076 But it hurts here (3)

Tang Fei was startled: "I'll go there?"

After a while, Tang Fei added: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Zhong Xing looked into her eyes and said, "Dress up nicely. All the entertainment reporters in the province are paying close attention to the matter of Jiajia and Jinghua. At that time, there must have been many viewers sitting in front of the TV watching."

Tang Fei was at a loss when she heard that, "But...wasn't that press conference held for you and Sister Jiajia? What did I do in the past?"

"You can't let go of your love." Zhong Xing didn't directly tell Tang Fei the purpose, he just left this sentence, turned around and left.

"..." Tang Fei stared blankly at his figure going out. The tall and slender figure fascinated her so much.

She knew that if he asked her to go to the press conference, something must happen.

She knew that his attitude towards her was lukewarm, but she just liked him...

She was originally his fan, but now she has become a colleague... Tang Fei swore secretly in her heart: "I will not miss any chance! I will definitely dress up according to his wishes tomorrow! Moreover, I won't Let him down!"

*****
The night wind blows slowly.

Gu Jiajia was only standing by the door of her and Jinghua's new house.

She raised her head and looked at the place where Quan Canjuan fell.

Sister Canjuan fell from there...

The scene at that time was terrifying.

The back of her head was smashed on the spot, and blood flowed——

Gu Jiajia's eyes were red, and she thought sadly: "Sister Canjuan, if I knew that my love for Jinghua would fall to such a point, I would stop loving..."

She stood here for a long, long time.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and there was still lightning in the sky.

In the distance, there was a dull thunder, and a heavy rain was about to fall again this summer.

The door is locked.

Gu Jiajia's bag and clothes are all inside...

And the key to the door is in the bag...

The door was locked, and she didn't know if she had a chance to get in.

Even if there was, would she still dare to go in?

Will her mother run to the rooftop again?

Or Mrs. Jing?

Earlier, I heard Mrs. Jing say that her wedding day with Jing Hua was her burial day.

She didn't care at all at the time.

And also fearless.

Now, she is afraid.

I'm really afraid that someone will lose their life again because of her falling in love with Jinghua——

Quan Canjuan died, and Jinghua was in pain, she understood.

But when she heard him tell Tang Huai that he was Quan Canjuan's husband, her heart was pierced.

He is already Quan Canjuan's husband...

What about her?
Who is she?

Where did he put her?

Gu Jiajia's heart really hurts...

One drop after another, the raindrops began to fall, and the drops hit the ground, hitting Gu Jiajia's body.

A petite figure came over with an umbrella.

She looked at her deeply: "It's late at night, and it's raining, let's go back."

Two lines of tears flowed down the cheeks: "Tang Huai, tell me... can I still go in?"

"You can enter if you want," Tang Huai said.

"I put my bag in it, and I put my keys in it."

"Then wait for Jinghua to open the door and tell you to go in."

Gu Jiajia turned her head to the side, looked at Tang Huai sadly, and asked with a choked voice, "You say, next, will it be my grandmother or his grandma who will commit suicide for our love?"

Tang Huai was startled, and looked at her solemnly: "How do you say such a thing?"

"Tang Huai, tell me, am I wrong?"

"There is no right or wrong in love."

"Yes, I was wrong. I shouldn't have fallen in love with Jinghua. I didn't fall in love with Jinghua. When Sister Canjuan comes back, they can be together happily like before." Gu Jiajia said quietly, her spirit It was very bad, and he looked very haggard, which made Tang Huai feel very distressed.

"Then why don't you think so?" Tang Huai looked at her deeply: "It's Quan Canjuan who is wrong. She knows that you and Jinghua are in love, so she should let go and never appear in front of you again. Some Things, some feelings, the past is gone, and it is meaningless to reappear."

"He didn't think so..." If he thought this way, he wouldn't have buried Quan Canjuan in the name of his wife. His doing so showed that deep down in his heart, he still loved Quan Canjuan.

Quan Canjuan's family thinks that she died a few years ago, but there is no need to take it back to his village for burial. In the city, there are cemeteries for sale. He has no money to buy it. She can pay and buy a piece in the city. In the cemetery, Quan Canjuan was buried in a splendid manner.

He didn't do that, he just took her back to his hometown...

Gu Jiajia knew that she and Jinghua had no chance...

The rain is getting heavier.

It hit the umbrella above their heads like a drop of ice water, hitting Gu Jiajia's heart continuously, making her heartbroken and unable to breathe.

Tang Huai approached her, put his arms around her shoulders, rubbed his head against her head, and said in a deep voice: "My dear Jiajia, be stronger, okay? You are still young, if you don't be stronger, you will have a hard time in the future. How to go?"

Gu Jiajia's voice was full of tears: "Tang Huai, he has already left me, don't leave me again, okay?"

If Tang Huai is no longer by her side, what should she do?
Tang Huaiyang smiled, "Fool, why would I leave you? No matter how big my career is in the future, Dacheng Street is our home, and we will live here for the rest of our lives."

Gu Jiajia cried softly.

"Let's go back, we can't get in here, you can get in as you please." Tang Huai left here with Gu Jiajia in his arms.

Their two petite figures cuddled tightly and walked forward step by step. The rain wetted the corners of their trousers——

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Training slogans, one after another.

Jing Hua led a group of students, carrying sandbags and climbing the slope.

They were all dirty, sweat and rain mixed together.

Three hours later, training ended...

Everyone went back, leaving him training like crazy here.

A thunder sounded, and the whole ground seemed to shake.

After Jinghua crossed a ten-meter-high mound, he rolled down even the person and the sandbag.

When he rolled to the foot of the hill, he seemed to be exhausted and paralyzed, lying there in a big shape, letting the rain hit him.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving greatly.

He squinted his eyes, but tried to keep them open, looking at the rainy sky.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Ha ha……"

In front of his eyes, Gu Jiajia's exquisite face appeared, and he couldn't help laughing.

Listen carefully, with a cry in your smile.

In the corner of the eyes, there are lines of water flowing down, I don't know if it is rain or tears...

(End of this chapter)