Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 189 Funeral (1)
He thought that Xiao Jiujiu would always soften his heart when he said a few harsh words, but she was expressionless and didn't even look at him, "I've said this for the sake of it, don't you understand? I don't want to Became your friend, if you still have self-respect, you should leave."

"Dear sister, I have already decided in my heart that you are my own sister, and you will never change for the rest of my life. I don't know how you say it will change." Yan Xun looked innocent, and the mole of tears became enchanting because of doubts. , He took out a talisman from his wallet, "I went to Zhilian Nunnery this morning to ask for a talisman for you, even if you don't want to be friends with me, please accept this, to keep you safe."

"No, if you really treat me as your younger sister, then respect my decision."

"Well, if I respect your decision, can you respect me for once? I asked for this talisman specially for you. It is also filled with longevity incense and filled with your name. It is useless for me to keep it. You Take it and use it as a talisman."

Jiujiu sighed in her heart, since she said she wanted to cut him off, don't be soft-hearted, she pushed back the amulet Yan Xun handed over, "I'm sorry, I really don't want this thing, if you don't know what to do, Throw it away then."

"Throw it away?" Yan Xun's expression hurt, he had never been rejected so cruelly, even if he didn't want to be friends with him, there was no need to be so heartless, right?These words are like throwing his affection into the trash can casually, his eyes are darkened, and he is a little at a loss.

At this moment, he didn't know what to do. Xiao Jiujiu seemed to be surrounded by iron walls. He couldn't get close to her. After chasing so many girls, it was the first time he was rejected with such an almost insulting attitude. He felt uncomfortable , heavy, very depressing.

"That's right, if you don't need it, just throw it away, it's useless to give it to me, I don't believe in these things." Jiujiu didn't want to mess with him anymore, looked down at the score in his hand, "That's all I want to say , I'm going to be busy, you can do whatever you want."

Yan Xun opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

He walked slowly to the door, looked back at Jiujiu, with a look of pain in his eyes, "Jiujiu, I'm not a person who likes to force others, if you don't like it, I won't force you, you want to be a stranger People, let’s be strangers, I disturbed you yesterday, I’m here to say sorry to you, next time we meet, I won’t greet you again, you don’t have to deliberately avoid me, don’t be cautious, I won’t It will bother you."

Jiujiu didn't reply.

"However, the photo I took for you before was circulated, and now it is posted on the school's bulletin board. Many people are optimistic about you. If you are interested, come and run for the next school belle. Finally, I hope you can do it in the future." Happiness, I sincerely wish you well.”

After Yan Xun finished speaking, he left, his figure filled with endless regret.

Qin Zhouyu sat up from the bed, "School beauty, wow, Jiujiu, you are so amazing, you are going to participate in the school belle election."

Jiujiu looked helpless, "Who said I'm going to participate? Also, you didn't fall asleep? How long have you been listening?"

"Uh..." Qin Zhouyu stuck out his tongue in embarrassment, "From the time you talked on the phone with Lan Zhongwen, oops, don't talk about this, talk about the topic of school belle, Jiujiu, which girl doesn't want to be a princess? You go Come on, I like you."

"I don't want to go." Although she was instigated by Qin Zhouyu, she knew that Lan Zhongwen would not like her to participate in this kind of election, so she should not use the relationship between the two of them to challenge such a meaningless election Well, she already has a fiancé anyway, so she doesn't need to prove her charm through this campaign.

In 1987, Taiwan broke the 30-year-old martial law ban and opened the mainland to visit relatives. Many people returned to the mainland, crying in a mess.

In this period, most of the houses in Taiwan with round arches and gray tiles and pointed roofs were full of glass windows. There were at least 8 windows on each floor, two rows above and below, which looked quite western.

The street is spacious, and at a glance, it is full of vertical billboards, which are very conspicuous.

In 88, the four major special economic zones were taking off, a complete industrial system was established, a huge market was driven, and the capabilities were astonishing.

The four special economic zones are better than other cities in China. The unified wages were abolished early, and the per capita wages have reached more than 500 yuan. Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, which rely on finance and foreign trade, are taking off. The overall situation is better than that of the mainland.

Jiujiu and Lan Zhongwen sat in the taxi with bags on their backs. The flight took 80 minutes. Jiujiu was tired from reading on the plane.

Lan Zhongwen looked at the receding scenery outside the car, expressionless.

He was about to see his grandfather soon, Lan Zhongwen didn't know what mood he was in, he just felt like a boat pierced through a big hole, pouring water into it, he wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't hide it A restless feeling.

When his father came to Taiwan to talk about the train business, he came with him. On the way, he innocently ran out to find his mother. He still remembers the martial law in Taiwan at that time, and the streets were patrolled by officers and soldiers.

Passing a corner, Lan Zhongwen's hand touched his heart unconsciously, under his calm face, there was a trace of invisible fear hidden.

His fingers curled up slightly, very cautious, Jiujiu in her sleep felt her hands being tightly held, her eyelashes trembled, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Lan Zhongwen's expression was blank.

Jiujiu was taken aback, and folded her small hands on the hand that was caressing his heart, "Lan Hua'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you covering your heart? Is it a heartache?"

Lan Zhongwen shook his head lightly, "No, I just feel a little uncomfortable when I think about what happened that year."

Yes, he was full of expectations and thought he could see his mother, but after his mother ruthlessly refused, his chest was pierced by a bullet. If the bullet hadn't deviated a little bit from his heart, perhaps there would be no Lan Zhongwen today.

Jiujiu leaned in his arms, stroking the outline of his wound, and said distressedly: "It's not uncomfortable, I'm by your side, I'm with you."

Lan Zhongwen nodded slightly with a pale smile.

Jiujiu was worried, clasped her arms tightly, and hugged him, "When is your mother's funeral? Can I attend?"

"Yes, tomorrow." Lan Zhongwen stretched out his hand to hug her, his tone was unwavering, "Let's just go to participate in the formality, we don't need us for anything else."

(End of this chapter)