Secret Marriage: Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

A bad premonition flashed in Jingchen's heart, he said hoarsely, "Brother Xinghe, is there something wrong with Sweetheart?"

"Yeah." Xie Xinghe nodded.

He stretched out his hand and wiped the tears from his face indiscriminately.

The beautiful mountain night scene in front of me has become so terrifying.

"When you pick up the old man, look better, don't scare the old man."

After closing the phone, Jingchen ran towards the outside frantically.

Although Qi Yiyan grew fat, his physical fitness was no problem. He caught up with Jingchen.

"I'll drive."

Qi Yiyan and Jingchen got into the car.

The two have a rare tacit understanding.

Jingchen's whole body was cold, he didn't even dare to think about what kind of expression Li Qingcang looked like at this time?

He didn't even know, what would he say when he saw his grandmother?

"Sweetheart... she..."

Jingchen covered her face and cried bitterly.

He will always remember that the first time she saw Ye Tianxin, she was in the ward, obviously young, but still pretending to be very mature.

She is so cute, so cute that he is willing to do his best to pet her.

She has the heaviness and restraint that does not match her age, although most of the time, she smiles sweetly.

But many times, Jingchen could still see the weight on her shoulders.

She has no one to rely on.

Except for her grandmother, she has no other relatives.

She had to face all the unknown pretending to be strong.

Scene by scene of the past passed by Jingchen's eyes, the way she laughed, the way she was acting, the way she was serious, the relaxation when she was with Li Qingcang, the innocence she was with her grandma, she ...

How could his sister, Sweetheart, encounter such a thing?

"Brother Yiyan, sweetheart will be fine, right?"

Qi Yiyan nodded, "Yes, nothing will happen. Sweetheart is so terrible, how could something happen!?"

"Yes, Sweetheart will definitely be fine. Her father, who has won the medal, will definitely bless her."

Jing Chen nodded, yes, nothing will happen.

Brother Xinghe was talking about going to the hospital.

It must be fine.

In the worst case, at most people are injured.

It’s okay, if you get hurt, you get hurt, the big deal, just stay in the hospital for a while.

Jingchen comforted himself over and over again in his heart, but when he couldn't help but recall Xie Xinghe's tone, he felt an inexplicable depression.

Jingchen returned to Jing's house.

Grandma and aunt are embroidering.

"Yo……"

The embroidery needle in Grandma's hand stuck to her finger, and a small round blood bubble oozes from the fingertip.

"You, be careful."

My aunt loved her sister and quickly took out a tissue and wiped the blood off her hand.

Grandma smiled and said, "Maybe it's been a long time since I embroidered, and my hands are born."

Grandma simply put the things in her hand back into the embroidery basket. When she thought of Sweetheart, her eyebrows became gentle, "I don't know how sweetheart's military training is?"

"With Xiaocang, Sweetheart must be fine."

"Grandma, aunt."

Jingchen walked in. He had just been in the yard and deliberately sorted out his expression.

As soon as he entered, Mrs. Jing glanced at her grandson.

"Yo, you kid, don't fool around outside, what do you come back for?"

If this were the case in the past, Jing Chen would still reply with scornful words. Tonight, he is really not in the mood.

"Grandma, something happened to Sweetheart's military training. I want to see my aunt."