Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 140 The Boy in White
The girl raised her hand and plucked the strings.

"Ding……"

A touch of sadness poured out from the girl in white gauze.

Obviously in the previous program, she was still a lively, agile, and energetic girl image, but this time she gave people a feeling of sadness and a bit of indifference. In just a few days, the whole person's temperament seemed to have changed. An ordinary person, one can't help but be very curious about the experience of player No. 23 in the past few days.

"Who is the beauty drunk for, tossed for thousands of years, heartbroken, dreams once turned into tears,

The lonely and sad beauty, the snow is flying and sighing parting, the wind and sand are not reincarnated..."

Ethereal and sad singing came from the stereo and echoed in the studio hall, and everyone was attracted by the singing.

"...Whose white-clothed boy are you, why do you miss the world, leave with a sigh and never return, and you can't sleep in the cold night clothes..."

In a daze, Yan Ruoxue seemed to see her past life... When she was foolish, Uncle Jiu was always by her side, he always silently took care of her and protected her, he would feed her, help her dress, accompany her She plays, tells her stories, puts her to sleep... and drives away those who laugh at and bully her.

Even when he was working in the study, he would take her with him, prepare snacks, drinks and toys for her, and then accompany her while working... and she would always make a mess of the things on his desk, He would smile and rub her head every time, and then silently clean up the mess...

"...Who are you, the young man in white clothes, who made a decisive breakpoint. I would rather not have to meet each other in the bustling life. For whom is the beauty drunk? After a thousand years of heartache, a dream, turned into tears, the lonely beauty, sighed by the snow. Parting, wind and sand, time does not reincarnate, but long-cherished wishes cannot be fulfilled, and the sound of the zither is about to fall..."

Engraved in the memory, a blurred person appeared in front of him. He said his name was Jun Zhan, and he was her husband. He grabbed her hand and took her away from the familiar villa regardless of her resistance...

In the darkness, she heard a familiar voice, and she knew that her Uncle Jiu was coming.

Under the sunlight, she saw Uncle Jiu leave the wheelchair, fell to the ground, supported his body with his hands, and said something to Jun Zhan behind him...

That day, the gentle Uncle Jiu changed, his voice was no longer gentle, and the smile on his face was gone...

She saw Uncle Jiu's black eyes turned red, she saw his hands turned red, she saw him crawling towards her...his voice was loud and hazy, and she heard Jiu Shu Uncle is saying, 'Don't hit, don't hit Xueer, don't... I'll give you whatever you want, don't hit Xueer...please, don't hit her, hit me, hit me...'

"...Whose white-clothed boy are you, why do you miss the world, leave with a sigh and never return, and you can't sleep in the cold night clothes..."

The people who surrounded her and beat her stopped moving. Uncle Jiu came to her side. He held her tightly in his arms and blindfolded her.

In the dark, she heard him calling 'Xue'er' over and over again, and she smelled a familiar smell in the pungent and unpleasant smell.

A familiar big hand brushed her face, holding her tightly into a warm embrace...

"...Who are you, a young man in white clothes, who has set a breaking point for parting. I would rather not meet each other in a prosperous life. If I want to say goodbye in this life, I will brush your shoulders and pass by your face. I am full of infatuation and focus on it, and the remaining warmth remains in my fingers. ..."

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and she fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

She moved in pain and whispered, "It hurts..."

She rubbed her arms, raised her head, and looked for Uncle Jiu. She saw Uncle Jiu lying on the ground.

She felt that Uncle Jiu was a little different, but she didn't understand why he was different...

She propped herself up, imitating what Uncle Jiu had done just now, and crawled to his side.

She stared at his face for a while, raised her hand, wiped off the red liquid on his face, looked at the familiar face, and smiled.

She said, "Uncle Jiu, let's go home."

Uncle Jiu still lay expressionless and didn't answer her. She pushed his body, and the red liquid spread on his body. She wiped it clumsily, but the red liquid became more and more, Both she and Uncle Jiu had that unpleasant red thing on their bodies.

She pouted angrily, waiting for Uncle Jiu to rub her head with a smile, and then wash her with incense. She waited for a long time, but Uncle Jiu ignored her.

She got angry, she slapped him in the face, she pushed him, she said he was bad, she said he was a bad uncle...

Uncle Jiu still ignored her...

Called a few more times... Still ignoring her.

She was tired, so she crawled to his side and lay in his arms.

He didn't hug her like before, she was upset, she pouted, hugged his arms, and moved them to her waist... Then, she closed her eyes in peace.

"...If this life is destined to be forgotten, leaving behind the red note of affection..."

She woke up from her sleep, shuttled around the villa, looking for him, but she didn't see him, she yelled in panic in the villa, asking everyone, 'Uncle Jiu?Where's my uncle nine?Where did my uncle Jiu go?Uncle Jiu...'

"...I would rather break the relationship with you in this life..."

After treatment, she was no longer stupid, and the first gift she received after regaining her sanity was a document called 'will', and the person who made the will was called Jun Wuyong.

The signing date of this will was after she signed the divorce agreement.

She had done so many things to feel sorry for him and hurt him, yet he left all his assets to her after she signed the divorce agreement...

If Uncle Jiu hadn't met her, maybe he wouldn't have died, wouldn't have been defrauded of his shares in Jun's Group, wouldn't have been driven out of Jun's Group, wouldn't have owed a huge debt because of a mistake at work, wouldn't have entered mental hospital...

Without her, his life should be happy.

If possible, I hope you in the previous life did not meet me.

"... I would rather break the relationship with you in this life."

A drop of crystal tear slipped from the corner of the eye.

The melodious singing voice gradually drifted away, but the faint sadness spread in the studio. Although everyone didn't know the story behind the song, they were all infected by the sadness in the singing voice and the artistic conception in the lyrics...

In the ethereal guzheng music, many people think of their once beautiful first love, but they could not spend their whole life together.

At some point, the sound of the music had already stopped, but the audience, staff, and players were all immersed in their own world, and the audience was silent.

(Note: The song "White Boy" sung by the female lead singer in this article is an original single by Xu Shiyin, a member of the SING girl group. It is about a boy and girl who love each other because of some reasons. The scenery reminds me of the boy back then.)
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