The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

Perhaps he missed Jiao Jiao too much and had too many regrets. After Lu Xingyi died, his soul actually stayed with Chu Jiao Jiao.

He saw the look on Jiao Jiao's face after she woke up from a coma and heard the news of his death.

It felt as if she had died too.

The numbness and hollowness make people feel distressed.

I saw that she ate more every day, drank medicine on time, and took walks on time. Even if she had a bad appetite and vomited after eating, she still forced herself to eat more.

I even saw that Jiaojiao hadn’t shed a single tear since she woke up.

It was as if she wouldn't be sad if the tears didn't fall.

She kept carrying it like this until one day Weiwei came and told her: "My brother was buried at Sunset Rock in Cuishan. Before he died, he asked me to tell you that he loved you, very much, very much..."

Hearing this sentence, Jiao Jiao's dry eyes were once again filled with tears. Overwhelmed, they fell on the brocade quilt with a clatter.

The pain that she realized later still didn't let her go, and her tears were like a farewell rain, which continued for a long time.

Lu Xingyi squatted beside her bed, reaching out to catch her tears again and again, and comforting her over and over again: Don't cry, don't cry...it's not worth it for me...

Unfortunately, she couldn't see or hear. She was just immersed in memories and couldn't extricate herself from the pain.

Lu Xingyi couldn't catch her tears and couldn't touch her shoulders. He could only stand aside and watch helplessly as this girl was so sad for him that she couldn't live anymore.

At that moment, he felt the pain in his chest that had been cut open before he died was so painful that it would never heal.

Fortunately, Weiwei comforted her and resolved all misunderstandings.

Since then, Jiaojiao finally seemed to have a glimmer of life.

I don’t vomit after eating, and I can smile at people. I spent my free time to buy some fabrics and start making clothes for my children.

She seems to be doing everything she can to keep herself busy and not stop.

She didn't stop until the sun was setting and the day was coming to an end.

She would ask Piaoxu to move a rocking chair, lie in the courtyard and watch the sunset, setting little by little from the horizon.

His eyes were distant and misty, as if his soul had left his body.

The red afterglow often illuminates her back like a dying old man.

It's so lonely that it hurts.

Lu Xing often hugged her when the wind blew, but he passed through her body time and time again, but could not make any waves.

He knew that he couldn't touch Jiaojiao, so he could only stay silently behind her and watch with her.

Chu's mother came up from behind her and finally couldn't help but said: "Jiaojiao, cry, mother knows you are sad, just cry, don't hold it in, don't do this..."

Chu Jiaojiao didn't want to cry. She had already cried once and that was enough.

She said: "Brother Qi doesn't like me crying. If I cry, will he feel uneasy if I leave?"

"I won't cry, mother, I won't cry. I want Brother Qi to know that I am fine and the child is fine, so that he doesn't have anything to worry about underground."

She stressed several times not to cry, and even laughed. She held her mother's hand and said, "Brother Qi likes to see me laughing, watching me practice my sword carefree on a horse, and watching me running towards him in the sun." Come……"

At that time, Seventh Brother would often look at her figure in a daze, with fondness and yearning in his eyes.

Why doesn't he want to be like Jiaojiao, able to show off freely and openly?

Chu Jiaojiao saw it, so she wanted to show him her happiness.

So I can't cry, I can't cry...

She told herself this over and over again, but the moment she lowered her eyelashes, a drop of hot tear still fell on the back of her hand.

Jiaojiao quickly wiped it off, but the source was not there, how could the rain stop?

The more she wiped, the more tears she shed. Finally, she raised her hands to cover her face, tears seeping out from between her fingers.

Crying and saying, "I'm sorry, Brother Qi, I still made you worry."

Seeing this, Chu's mother hurriedly held her in her arms and comforted her.

Lu Xingyi stretched out his hand, put it on the top of her head, patted her in the air, and said gently: It's okay, you are already very strong.

Cry, cry as much as you want, I'm right next to you.

Use this ray of ghost to protect you until the day I die.

Until the day you find your own happiness.

Lu Hongyuan likes Jiaojiao. Even if she is pregnant, he often visits her to express that he does not mind her past.

But Jiaojiao did not agree and rejected him.

At that moment, Lu Hongyuan's sigh coincided with Lu Xingyi's.

One is regret, regret that we can't be together.

The other is also a pity, pity that she has to be alone again.

Jiao Jiao is now a month old, and her body is finally back to its former self. She can still walk around during the day, and occasionally goes to Weiwei's place to see her, and there are more smiles on her face.

It’s just that the habit before going to bed every night remains the same.

Eat, take a pulse, take a bath, change clothes, and then take out his portrait and look at it.

She often touches his face in the painting and starts talking to herself about the trivial matters of the day.

"Brother Qi, I'm five months pregnant and the baby will move. Do you know?"

Lu Xingyi stood beside her and replied softly: I know.

He watched her changes every day and knew the joy of feeling the fetal movement for the first time.

He also squatted down countless times and caressed her belly from a distance, like the most ordinary young couple.

"I'll be born in four months. It's such a pity that you can't see it."

No, I can see it, Jiaojiao, I can always see you.

"Do you like boys or girls?"

Everyone likes it, as long as it is our child, everyone likes it.

"I guess you must like boys, because you said before that if you have a child, you can teach him to ride and shoot, and run around on the grassland to his heart's content."

Yes, I said it.

After Jiaojiao became pregnant and in the last two days before the storm, Lu Xing often held Jiaojiao in his arms, remembering the past and looking forward to the future, saying that he hoped it would be a boy.

Jiaojiao remembers it all.

"I also hope that it is a boy who can leave a trace of incense to you."

No, I don't care about the incense, I just want you to be safe.

"I also hope that when he grows up, he can live the life that you most want to live."

This conversation in the air ended in Lu Xingyi's silence.

He wanted a boy, not a boy.

It's just that there were probably too many regrets and too many hardships for him to never be wanton and frivolous.

So he hoped to have a son who could take his place and do all the things he couldn't do and the freedom he longed for...

Chu Jiaojiao touched her belly and finally smiled, "Brother Qi, do you think I'm verbose?"

No, I want to always hear your voice.

"Brother Qi, I miss you so much..."

Chu Jiaojiao held his portrait in her arms and shed another tear.

"I really, really, really miss you."

No matter how happy she seemed during the day, she still couldn't help it when she was alone at night.

Lu Xing also enveloped her in his arms and said softly: Jiaojiao, I miss you too.

Want it so so much……

If he could be given another chance to embrace Jiaojiao, he would be willing to give everything, even if there was no reincarnation.

Lu Xingyi just kept following Jiaojiao, watching her daily changes, the bulge of her belly, and his eyes gradually became radiant again.

I also saw that my soul became weaker and weaker, so weak that I could no longer follow Jiaojiao around. I could only stay in the room and post it in the portrait, waiting for her to come back and open it, so that I could have a chance to see her for a moment. .