The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 184
In the lobby of the department store, Zhu Juanjuan and Gu Qijiang looked at each other for a moment, and found that his eyes were different from before.

In the beginning, Gu Qilan was in the car, so she didn't pay attention to Qijiang's expression.

Now I can see clearly that apart from concern, there is also a layer of worry in his eyes, hiding something she can't figure out.

The first time I met him in a bookstore at the beginning of September, Qi Jiang had clear eyes and a bright smile on his mouth.

The current him is probably due to the torment in his heart, his eyes have lost the brilliance of the past, and he has not slept all night, bloodshot.

She called him softly, "Qijiang, let's go upstairs and have a look."

He didn't seem to hear, so she had to lift her foot and go first.

It wasn't until she reached the second floor that he suddenly woke up. He ran up the stairs in a hurry, and even fell down.

"Are you OK?"

She hesitated whether to reach out to help him, but unexpectedly he shrank back and stood up by himself.

"I still wore the same outfit yesterday, and I didn't have time to change it. Don't get your hands dirty, I'll try on the clothes later."

The more careful he was, the more uncomfortable she became.

She was chased and ran for her life last night, and the words that the black-clothed boy dropped were cold.

"You stay away from Gu Qijiang in the future. The farther the better. Otherwise..."

Zhu Juanjuan couldn't understand why someone would kill her for Qijiang.

She has known him for less than three months, and she has not fallen in love with him.

With this warning, she had to be careful.

So, after Qijiang stood up, she resisted not looking at him, and went to the women's clothing area pretending to be okay.

After walking a few steps, she looked at the rows of brightly colored skirts, and just about to reach out to touch them, she thought of Li Caiwei again.

"These may not suit me anymore, she looks younger than me."

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Unintentionally, Zhu Juanjuan read aloud.

Qi Jiang didn't hear it clearly, his mind was full of the tasks Zhu Xingyuan gave him: steal documents, copy a copy, make it real...

He saw her repeatedly walking through the pile of skirts and turning back, with obvious confusion and loss on her face.

He wants to help her choose, but he is not good at dressing up himself, the clothes are bought by the eldest wife at will, and she can wear whatever she wants.

Suddenly his eyes moved to a long skirt that was popular this winter.

The workmanship and style of this skirt are very good, he thinks she will look good in it.

"Miss Zhu," Qi Jiang walked over to take off the skirt, and put his hands in front of her, "You try it."

She took a look at the skirt, and her heart moved a little, it was really beautiful.

"Thank you, you will choose better than me."

Her casual praise made him a little excited.

"I wouldn't choose either. It's the third wife who just wore one yesterday, and everyone in the family thinks it's good..."

What Qi Jiang said was very true.He just wanted to pick something suitable for her.

The third wife became a mother at the age of 16, and she is only 25 now, so of course she can wear this skirt.

However, these words made Zhu Juanjuan's heart ache.

Firstly, she thought that Caiwei was younger than herself, and secondly, she didn't know the actual age of the third wife. She only remembered that the two daughters of the Gu family were both nine years old.

Subconsciously, she decided resolutely: never wear the same clothes as the child's mother, even if she is laughed at and pretends to be tender.

The skirt that Qi Jiang gave her was put back by her expressionlessly.

"I'll try something else."

She walked back to the row of bright skirts, and as if angry, she took eight of them and hugged them in her hands.

Qi Jiang stared blankly at her back, and didn't come back to his senses until she entered the fitting room.

What else does she need besides a dress?
He went to look at the jewelry counter not far away.

The clerk reacted quickly, guessing that he was willing to pay for this woman, so he hurried over.

It happened that this person had received him in September, so he recognized him as soon as they met.

That day he bought necklaces and brooches, both for Zhu Juanjuan and for Lin Mi.

Now, Qijiang only looked at the ring, and it was a wedding ring.

Do you want to buy one and propose when she comes out?
Startled by his sudden thought, he patted his head self-deprecatingly.

Zhu Juanjuan closed the door of the fitting room tightly before carefully looking at the dress that was brought in.

No matter how she chooses, they are not as pleasing to the eye as the one she is wearing.

However, being angry with Qi Jiang, she bit the bullet and took a pink dress to put on.

When she came out to look in the mirror, there were two girls chatting behind her.

They were also shopping for dresses and didn't care if their conversations were overheard.

"There have been a lot of weird things happening in our inpatient building recently."

"No, several died early in the morning, and the morgue was full."

"You said that the person in room 21, who did you offend? Why do people always come to make trouble?"

"Forget about it. One night, Ah Zhen and I were on duty, and a man in black broke in with guns in both hands to look through his files."

"I can't wait for him to be discharged from the hospital soon. Didn't Doctor Zhang say that he will stay for at least three months?"

"Don't worry, I heard that there are no people in Ward 21. Thank God, otherwise I wouldn't dare to work the night shift."

It turned out that they were nurses in the hospital, one of them had been threatened by Qin Feng with a gun at night, and the other had dispensed medicine to Lin Yitang.

Zhang Wenxuan told him to transfer to another hospital because it was a last resort.After he left, the entire ward was fully disinfected, and the bed sheets and hospitalization materials were destroyed.

In order to ensure the safety of the patients, the transfer process is not clear to outsiders.

The nurse who came to make the ward rounds thought the patient had passed away, so when a colleague asked about it, she just said so.

Zhu Juanjuan understood what they said without any explanation.

She knew his room number, had been to the ward in the morning, and smelled the disinfectant all over the room.

"He... is gone..."

The self in the mirror is still wearing pink, and the conscience condemns him more and more.

If she hadn't hid in someone else's ward, how could there be such a bad result?
Such a good boy, she has never even seen him open his eyes, and he left so soon...

Her heart was full of self-blame and pain. If she didn't leave today, at least she could spend a few more hours with him...

The two nurses who were talking next to her picked out the skirts, tried them on, and paid for them. She still hadn't recovered.

The tears became more and more ferocious, and she finally couldn't help but went back to the fitting room, closed the door and burst into tears.

The clerk in the women's clothing section heard the crying, and hurried to the jewelry counter to call Qi Jiang over.

"Sir, the lady you accompanied here is crying inside..."

Following the direction the clerk pointed, he saw that the door of the fitting room was shaking slightly with the cry.

Qijiang's mind is very messy, and there are still many things at home that need him to do.

His mother was waiting for him to go back, and Xiao Jin didn't know if he had woken up.

He accumulated a lot of doubts in his heart, so he wanted to ask himself to understand.

Right now, Zhu Juanjuan is crying inside, all he can do is not to disturb her.

"The dress she took in just now, you quickly calculate the price, I will pay for it."

Qi Jiang put all the banknotes from his wallet on the counter.

He took a fancy to a ring just now and bought it too, but it is not suitable to give it away on this occasion.

When Zhu Juanjuan was tired from crying and could no longer shed tears, the clerk helped her out of the fitting room.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, the gentleman who accompanied you this afternoon told me to do this. He bought everything you chose. I'll pack it for you right away..."

Zhu Juanjuan looked at the pile of skirts in his hand, and at the hall downstairs, Qijiang was no longer there.

Sighing, she took the pile of dresses to the car and drove back.

　Good afternoon, babies!It's Saturday, and the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching. If you have time, go to the supermarket to look at the rice dumplings. Babies who have the conditions can make them by themselves.Huanhuan is ready to place an order.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)