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Chapter 263 She hopes Zhou Yanxu can live well

Jiang Nanshu pinched his palms tightly, his eyes sore.

It took her eight years to feel alive.

He just showed her a little favor and let her remember him for more than ten years. It would be better to be a dead person. He patted her butt and didn't miss anything, but he wanted to torture her.

When she first met Zhou Yanxu, she was only four years old and almost froze to death in the winter.

He was wearing a white turtleneck sweater and a heavy cotton-padded jacket.

The face is like the rising sun in winter, clean and warm.

His warm palm held her frozen little hand, with pity in his eyes: "Why are you outside?"

At that time, Jiang Nanshu had never seen such a good-looking person. He looked up with a frozen face and a pair of wet almond eyes, and was so cold that his mouth and tongue were tied: "You, who are you? Are you a god?"

So warm.

It was a warmth she had never experienced before.

Zhou Yanxu smiled at her, took off his scarf, and wrapped it around her little face: "Well, I am a god. The god is going to grant you a wish now. What do you want?"

Her dark eyes widened, her little face turned red from the cold, and she showed her best smile: "I want to eat short crispy pork, the kind my brother eats."

Zhou Yanxu helped her up, bent down and reached out to gently pat the snow on her pants.

But no matter how she took the photo, her pants were still wet, and she was so cold that she didn't even know she was cold.

He held her cold-cracked little hand with his warm palm and knocked on the closed door.

Her mother went from being impatient at the beginning to smiling happily after receiving the money.

I quickly made a bowl of short crispy pork.

Jiang Nanshu ate the small crispy pork she wanted to eat most, but found that the taste seemed to be nothing more than that. She awkwardly picked up a piece with chopsticks and handed it to him.

Zhou Yanxu said with a smile on his lips: "My brother is sick and can't eat. You can eat."

Jiang Nanshu was just sorry at that time.

Later, Zhou Yanxu only stayed in this small village for two hours and then left.

The plate of small crispy pork she had just taken a bite of was quickly confiscated and became her brother's food ration again.

Her mother just pointed at her head and gave her a hard tap, muttering and cursing: "Damn girl, you are so lucky that you have met such a noble person."

When she was young, Zhou Yanxu's unintentional help allowed her to grow up safely.

Because her snobbish mother firmly believed that the noble man would come back to her again so that she could blackmail him again.

This wait is another four years.

There was the sound of footsteps in my ears.

Jiang Nanshu came to his senses, quickly stuffed the paper back, closed the storage box, sat back in his seat, and looked sideways out of the car window.

Lu Qingyan got in the car and headed towards the Imperial View Garden.

Jiang Nanshu turned his head and his eyes fell on his beautiful hand bones on the steering wheel.

"Brother Qingyan." Jiang Nanshu shouted.

Lu Qingyan glanced sideways: "Huh? What's wrong?"

"I'm going to go to Hong Kong City in a while."

Lu Qingyan tightened his grip on the steering wheel and asked calmly, "What are you going to do?"

"Last time, Director Wen hired me to be the martial arts instructor on his crew. I was already preparing to start filming."

[Of course I’m going to make a lot of money, what else can I do? Last time I said something against Sister Jin, she didn’t dare to come to me these days. 】

"Want me to go with you?"

Jiang Nanshu opened his eyes in surprise: "Is that okay? I don't want to be there alone."

Seeing that Lu Qingyan didn't speak, she lowered her eyebrows and said, "If you don't have time, it's okay, I might only stay for half a month and then come back."

"talk later."

Jiang Nanshu smiled brightly: "Yeah."

[It’s all because you’re so good to me and I don’t want to be separated from you. I’m already used to you. What should I do? Alas, is this even conceivable? Will it make me look worthless? 】

Lu Qingyan's cold face froze.

Is this what Jiang Nanshu is saying?

One day, he could actually hear content that had nothing to do with the mission.

It's no longer a matter of seducing him and then kicking him off.

When Jiang Nanshu saw Lu Qingyan looking at her from the corner of his eye, he tilted his head in confusion and smiled brightly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." He looked away.

But the heart accelerated uncontrollably. The tips of my ears felt a little hot, and my whole heart felt a little sore and swollen.

The two returned to the villa.

Lu Qingyan went to cook.

Because of the arrival of the two people, there was some fireworks in the villa.

While Lu Qingyan was busy in the kitchen, Jiang Nanshu began to investigate the information about "Zhou Yanxu".

Then I discovered that it was still different.

Zhou Yansu in this world does not have her by his side.

He did not save many children in trouble like her like in the original world.

Instead, many orphanages were opened, money was invested in pharmaceutical factories, and the focus was on heart disease.

There is a lot of news about Zhou Yansu on it.

He is the kindest and warmest businessman in Hong Kong City.

He is philanthropic and has congenital heart disease. He actively does charity work for children in impoverished mountainous areas, helps poor families pay part of their medical expenses, and provides work sites for disabled people who have difficulty finding jobs in society, so that they can have the most basic living security.

It's just that he doesn't live long.

He is a short-lived ghost.

Jiang Nanshu's fingertips slid down.

There are few photos of him.

But this face was so familiar that it penetrated into her bones.

The memory stopped in a daze at the summer when she was fourteen years old.

Zhou Yanxu was doing business in the capital and bought a house.

There was an old housekeeper and an elderly cat named Little Little.

There was also her and Zhou Yanxu.

It rained heavily in the capital that year. Floods in the villages around the capital damaged crops and houses, and also caused casualties.

Jiang Nanshu saw him browsing the news, frowning, and his eyes that were always smiling were covered with a layer of sadness. She knew that he felt sorry for these families who were displaced and broken up by the floods.

He was sad and she was unhappy.

She looked at the endless rain outside the window, and began to blame God for being careless and causing him trouble.

She hoped that there would be no rain in the future and that he would always smile.

There was really no rain in the summer of the second year.

It stayed sunny until the day he was burned to death.

The wind was very, very strong.

Fueling the fire, it stretched all the way around him.

After receiving the news, she ran back from school and fell several times, breaking her knees. Through the window, I watched him trapped in the villa and unable to get out.

Many people outside stopped her and wouldn't let her in, and he didn't let her in either.

The raging fire is like a chasm.

He sent her one last message.

[Nannan, when people gather and disperse, this road ends here. Don’t forget what I taught you. The world is beautiful. Keep a goodwill in your heart, and you will gain unexpected warmth. 】

"Bang."

Jiang Nanshu's body shook violently.

The wind whipped her face with heat waves, and the glass flew and scratched her face.

The house exploded.

She broke away from everyone and tried to run in. In order to prevent a secondary explosion, she was dragged away by the firefighters.

Zhou Yanxu is dead.

She lost her home again.

At that moment, when her tears burst into tears, she had another unfulfilled wish.

I hope the rain in the summer when I was fourteen can come down to this day.

She hoped that Zhou Yanxu could live well.

　Woohoo, my Jiang Bao.

　　She will be happy! (I’ll add a story about Xu Xu and Jiang Jiang’s original world later depending on the situation. PS: Maybe not.)

　　(End of this chapter)