I'm sorry, you are responsible for me

Chapter 56 Your ideal person is a hero of the world (2)
"The hooligans in this area can see and hear in all directions, and they get into trouble every day. In a casual trial, any trivial matter can be revealed."

Sure enough, the entanglement between her and Qin Jin is not over. Every time there is entanglement, someone will see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts.

Speaking of Qin Jin, it was considered a good intention. If he hadn't taken care of this matter that night, Ye Jia and the children might have died.

Even though he spoke frivolously afterwards, he did not do anything too outrageous after all.

"When we were young, weren't we also called hooligans?" Ye Jia smiled and said lightly, "It's not harassment, it's just a friend."

Lu Jing has a special status, so it's best not to get involved with him at this time.

"It's been less than two months since you came here, and you've already made friends?"

"Lu Jing, stop messing with me here!" Ye Jia was a little dissatisfied, "I know my own affairs well."

"You always know." Lu Jing didn't want to quarrel with her, so Ye Jia simply stopped talking and looked at the street lights outside the window, building after building.

After getting out of the car, Ye Jia said to Lu Jing, "Do you want to go inside and sit down? I'll make you a midnight snack."

"No, I'll be on duty in the middle of the night." Lu Jing waved at her, closed the window of the car, and drove the car out. Instead of going straight home, he drove the car to the gate of the bar.

Holding an umbrella, Qin Jin turned into an alley alone. Not far from the alley, the car lights turned on, shaking his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to cover it subconsciously.

The person who got off the car was no stranger.

It's just that he recognizes him, but he doesn't recognize him who has changed beyond recognition.

Qin Jin noticed the black stick in Lu Jing's hand.

He snorted disdainfully in his heart, he has already become the squad leader, but he still can't change his hooligan style!
Lu Jing threw away his umbrella and approached him with a stick.

Qin Jin also dropped the umbrella, whistled, and asked casually, "Captain, this is...?"

"The proprietress of Zhiweixuan, stay away from her."

"It's going to rain, my mother is going to get married, who am I going to be with, and it's also under the captain's jurisdiction?"

Lu Jing had already taken off his wet uniform, looked at Qin Jin coldly, and walked towards him with a stick in his hand: "I don't care about your identity, I just don't like you today."

The stick fell like raindrops, Qin Jin tried his best to protect his head, like a dead dog, he forced him into a corner, damn it, the brat's attack was really heavy enough, hit him to death!He still can't fight back, the words are nice, and if his identity is not involved, can he not be involved?If he does something, what is it, assaulting the police?Qin Jin didn't want to be imprisoned in the prison for three to five years.

The night rain was pattering, hitting the leaves, falling into the puddles, and hitting the eaves. Qin Jin was lying in the rain, listening to this violent symphony, his face was already ugly, but at this moment, it was stained with blood. Even more ferocious, he turned over with difficulty and lay on his back in the heavy rain, letting the rain wash away all the blood on his body.

The heavy rain can cover up all the cruel truths, just like that night, when Fu Zhiyan died heroically, Qin Jin was the only one who survived.

Qin Jin tried hard to get up, but his whole body seemed to be torn apart, and the pain was severe. He tried several times, but failed in the end.

He didn't blame Lu Jing, if anyone else dared to covet his wife like this, he would still beat her, ruthlessly, until she died.

Qin Jin moved his body again, no, it can't be like this, the blood is gone, the person is dead, he can't die, he still has things to do, and his wife has not finished the pain.

With a howl in pain, Qin Jin barely supported himself and sat up. When he raised his eyes, he saw a person and a woman standing under the streetlight not far away. He lost his eyes in the hazy heavy rain, but he could still recognize her at a glance. Out of her outline, like a solitary lamp guiding the sea in the night.

Holding an umbrella, Ye Jia walked up to him and looked down at him with a blank expression.

Qin Jin barely supported his body with his hands and sat up halfway, lowered his head, and chuckled. The raindrops trickled down his hair, and then gradually stained with blood, dripping into the torrential rain.

"Why are you here?" His voice was hoarse, and he coughed uncontrollably.

"Tang Bao has been crying, calling Dad while crying, I think..."

She thought about it in a strange way, maybe...or...as expected...

She just came out for a stroll, aimlessly, and didn't even know where she was going. Then, she saw him lying in the muddy rain at the entrance of the alley, and her heart ached.

In fact, if you don't look at the face, this person is no different from Fu Zhiyan.

But that face...

"Our soup dumplings are not very smart, but I always feel that my daughter and father still have a little bit of sensibility, otherwise...why does she not care about others being called father?" Ye Jia squatted down, talking to herself in a low voice, as if Not to tell him, but to tell yourself.

"Are you crazy?" Qin Jin sneered, lowered his head, did not look at her, and said very bluntly, "I didn't even marry a wife, where did I get a daughter?"

Yes, she must be crazy!
"I'll take you to the hospital." Ye Jia came over to help him up, but he blocked him with a wave of his hand, and said coldly, "Go away, I don't care about you."

What does he do?This frivolous bastard, she wished he was dead!
What is she doing now?

"Then I'll call 120." Ye Jia was about to take out his phone, but Qin Jin grabbed the corner of his clothes, "No!"

Not allowed?

Why are you not allowed.

"Even if I meet a dog hit by a car on the road, I will save it. You don't have to have any psychological burden." Ye Jia said calmly, "You helped me that night, and today we will pay off."

Qin Jin swears and interrupts Ye Jia: "If I don't go to the hospital, you can just help me go home."

Ye Jia thought for a while, and finally put the phone back in the bag, and helped him up. He was tall, with his arms on Ye Jia's shoulders, bending her over.

really heavy...

The umbrella was also lost, and the two walked together in the pouring rain.

"In good times or bad, in poverty or in wealth, in health or in sickness, I love you, respect you, cherish you, and be loyal to you forever. Until death do us part."

"Damn." He grunted, "Can you not say you're dead in the middle of the night?"

"It's my vow to marry him," she said.

The sound of the rain was like a curtain of beads, hitting her ears, the heavy rain blurred her vision, her hair was wet, and the rain kept sliding down her cheeks.

It was just out of feeling, she thought that she would support him for the rest of her life.

"Who didn't make an oath when they got married." Qin Jin said dully, "It's just a formality, life is not so poetic."

Ye Jia really wanted to leave him in the rain to fend for himself.

"Did you know? Death can't separate us. If one day, I really see his dead body." Ye Jia bit his lower lip, letting the rain drip down his lips, "I will go find him right away! Don't waste a second!"

Suddenly, his body froze.

For just a second, he continued to walk with her in the rainy night.

He scolded: "It's unlucky for whoever puts you on the table."

"Your friends are unlucky, people who like you are unlucky, sons and daughters are even more unlucky!" His tone was emotionless, and his expression was lifeless.

"What do I care about!" She seemed to erupt suddenly, the rain drowned her tears, her voice trembled, and her body trembled uncontrollably, "Without him, what does this world have to do with me!"

"He took all my love, why didn't he take me too!"

"He has a family and a country, but I only have him!"

……

"I firmly believe that he is not dead. I don't blame him for choosing the country and abandoning me. I forgive him for disappearing for a year without hearing from him. He is my husband, my husband, and my baby." Her voice was very low and deep. , accompanied by the sound of pattering rain, as if saying to himself, "I love him, just like before."

Qin Jin paused, his heart twitching with every breath...

sorry.

This time... I really regret it.

He stopped her shoulders and slammed her hard into his chest.

He tightly wrapped his arms around her, as if he was trying to squeeze her into his body with all his strength, so that it would hurt.

"Hey, little lunatic," he said, "your favorite, he's a hero."

Her body was still trembling, and there was a smell of blood between her breaths.

"A hero is...not so easy...to die, and he will definitely live to the end."

(End of this chapter)