Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

"It's okay, she'll be fine after a short rest, and she doesn't need to go to the hospital. Okay, I'll go first if it's okay."

There was nothing unusual about the expression on Xu Jinzhi's face.

It's just that the drawn curtains couldn't let in any light. Xu Jinzhi's face under the shadows, although illuminated by the light, was obviously young, without wrinkles, and had a somewhat charming face.

But it looks so strange.

Full of unnatural colors.

Xu Jinzhi nodded while maintaining a smile.

"Why don't you stay for a meal?"

Xia Chen smiled innocently.

"No, let Jingyue have a good rest, I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"it is good."

Xu Jinzhi sent Xia Chen to the door.

Watching the figure of this young man leave his sight loosely and casually.

The smile on Xu Jinzhi's face slowly disintegrated.

It became an empty and empty expression, especially Xu Jinzhi's eyes, no longer filled with any smile and kindness.

The care and appreciation of the so-called elders disappeared without a trace.

She slowly closed the door and walked into the room.

Expressionlessly glanced at the seat where Xia Chen had just sat, then walked into An Jingyue's room, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at her sleeping daughter.

Looking at the young girl's still youthful appearance.

She has curled eyelashes and slightly pursed thin lips.

It's just that his face reveals a kind of weakness and exhaustion.

It seems to have seen the memories of An Jing's serious illness.

At that time, An Jingyue was probably a sophomore in high school, and she was suspended from school for a whole year, as if the girl was going to disappear completely in this world, feeling helpless.

Now it seems to have appeared again.

Xu Jinzhi's face showed a trace of unbearable, she didn't know if what she was doing was meaningful or not, of course she knew it was wrong, but now she couldn't care less about being right or not.

No.

The picture of the girl unconscious on the bed of the intensive care unit seems to be just yesterday.

But Xu Jinzhi could no longer pray with heartbreak like that day.

At that time, I even traveled thousands of miles to the so-called temples to pray to God and worship Buddha, hoping to gain some hope and comfort. I don’t know if it was my prayer or what, but it got results.

Yue finally got better slowly.

But after that ups and downs, cracks gradually appeared in this family.

Too many things can be recalled and spoken, but too many feelings have been lost.

The woman gently stroked An Jingyue's hair.

When she really saw An Jing's black hair again, there were a few obvious silver hairs mixed in.

-The momentary pain and unbearable entanglement were slowly replaced by a touch of unbearable surprise and expectation.

Appearing alternately, this woman's shadow is on the edge of the bed, but it seems to have spread its wings.

An Jingyue felt that she had a very long dream, which had no light.

Not a ray of light could be seen.

I searched tiredly in the boundless darkness.

She obviously felt that she couldn't take another step, but there was some invisible force pushing her forward, rather it was forcing herself to be unable to stop.

As she walked farther and farther, she didn't feel a little bit of warmth, but felt more and more cold.

The girl walks in such hopeless and desperate darkness.

But he saw a faint ray of light. He didn't know how long he walked, but he got closer and closer to this ray of light.

Finally she saw it.

This light is not hope, not sunshine, not beautiful gardens or mountains.

It was a long knife standing in front of him.

It just stood there in front of him.

- Dao Tianguang poured down from an unknown height, and all fell on its almost three-meter-high blade.

The blade is so sharp.

The blade is clean and dust-free, and can even reflect its own shadow.

An Jingyue approached the long knife unconsciously.

She felt the coldness of the blade.

She also saw the figure reflected on the knife.

Not the youthful and beautiful self, but a silver-haired, aging woman.

An Jingyue looked at herself in the blade in surprise.

It seems to be the appearance of old age.

Except that these eyes can see that it is me, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, the withered and yellow skin, and the late aging...An Jingyue opened her mouth wide in surprise.

She seemed to understand why she was so tired.

A feeling conveyed to myself.

It turns out that I am already old.

The appearance of such absurd feeling did not make An Jingyue too surprised and resisted.

Because An Jingyue thought about what she would look like when she gets old a long time ago, which is not too different from what she thought.

He still has long hair, although it has turned silver-white, but it is also worthy of comfort.

An Jingyue actually smiled and stroked the blade.

I don't think my old age is worth regretting.

People always get old, people always die.

There is no one around you when you are getting old, and there is no need to be sad. This is the normal state of life.

An Jingyue sat down weakly under the long knife.

look up.

The blade of the blade reflects one's face, one's expression.

She blinked, but there was no trace of playfulness.

Then she sighed and closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the room.

She tried to sit up from the bed, and she also thought about how she came back before, Xia Chen had probably left...

But physical exhaustion could not make An Jingyue sit up.

She struggled for a while, the exhaustion from her body could not support such a simple movement as sitting up.

At this time, a voice came from around.

"Are you awake?"

An Jingyue turned her head with difficulty, only to see her mother's face.

She looked at herself with a smile, as if she was as kind as when she was born. In fact, she couldn't remember what it was like when she was born, she just felt that way subconsciously.

Mysterious but useless.

"Yeah...but I'm still a little tired and can't get up."

An Jingyue explained softly.

Xu Jinzhi shook his head with a smile.

"It's okay, just take a good rest, mom will take care of you these days."

"it is good……"

Looking at her mother's face, An Jingyue felt a burst of comforting warmth, but she found something that she said in surprise.

"Mom, you seem to be much younger recently."

An Jingyue found that the crow's feet in the corners of her mother's eyes had disappeared without a trace.

It actually looked like the best youth I had ever seen when I was a child.

The woman smiled, and gently stroked An Jingyue's face, but said something that An Jingyue couldn't understand.

"Just don't blame mom."

……

PS: It turned out that I have been working hard but getting nothing, the clown who racked his brains but made people laugh has always been me.

103 Two Demons──────────

An Jingyue really didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

I just feel the touch of my mother on my face, just like the sense of security it gave me when I was a baby.

Full of warmth, full of tenderness.

It seems that I can be in such a sense of security, I don’t have to think about anything, I just need to sleep all the time, and every day I open my eyes is a new day and a new world.

The only difference is probably that her body is full of exhaustion, unable to support her to do anything she wants to do.

She closed her eyes slightly, showing a tender expression.

"How can I blame you, you are my mother."

Hearing the girl's words, Xu Jinzhi's eyes showed pain and struggle again, but it was a pity that An Jingyue couldn't see it.

Seeing An Jingyue fall asleep again, in this posture.

Xu Jinzhi looked at the girl silently, and then took out a yellow talisman from his bosom.

There are inexplicable lines engraved on it, folded into a small square.

Xu Jinzhi stuffed the talisman under An Jingyue's pillow, then got up, took a look at her daughter's face, and then slowly left the room.

Xu Jinzhi didn't continue to sit on the sofa and watch TV. In fact, this gesture was completely unnecessary.

She put on a coat.

out the door.

Xu Jinzhi got into a taxi and drove towards a strange place.

During this period, Xu Jinzhi quietly looked at everything outside the window, at the endless stream of people, at the passers-by who were in their prime, or who were aging.

Her heart was unimaginably peaceful.