I Am the Little Green Plum in the Heroine of Heaven

Chu Qingying looked at her daughter in astonishment. The expression on Cha Cha's face was faint, not as if she was stubborn or lying.

Yan Sui thought that Chacha was because she was shy and embarrassed to admit it in front of her elders.She carefully looked at the girl's expression, Chacha had stubborn eyes, clear eyes, and her small face, and said these two words seriously, without any shyness Look.

Yan Sui's eyebrows jumped, and he said again in disbelief: "Chacha, Azhi is not here now, you can tell your mother and aunt if you have any truth, don't be shy."

Chacha knew that Aunt Yan was kind, she was silent for a while, raised her eyes, and met her gaze, "Auntie, I really don't like him like a man and woman."

When the little girl spoke, she spoke slowly and gave a serious look.

Dark and bright eyes, like two beautiful and clean glass beads, are earnest and focused when they are determined to look at you.

Yan Sui smiled bitterly, "Speaking of which we have misunderstood. I thought you also like A Zhi and you are in love with him."

Cha Cha lowered his eyes and made no sound.

She and Shen Zhi have never been in a happy relationship.

It was her unilateral sentimentality before.

Now even friends are no longer.

There was never her in his eyes.

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

Yan Sui smiled again, "It's a pity that your childhood sweethearts and fate, originally it would be a good thing if you can cultivate a positive fruit."

Chu Qingying also followed with a smile: "Emotional matters, I can barely come."

Although Yan Sui wanted to make Chacha her daughter-in-law, she was not the kind of unreasonable person. She sighed, "Yes, only if we truly love each other can we live on."

Yan Sui was very sorry that her son had finally gotten to know someone and fell in love with someone, and it was rare to talk to her, but she failed to get things done.

She felt a little sad in her heart.

It's just that she adjusted her mentality very quickly. Maybe her son will be able to handle tea by himself?

Feelings can be cultivated.

At the beginning, Yan Sui and her husband were married in business. They only met twice before they got married. At first, the two sides looked at each other and saw their noses not noses and eyes not eyes. Later, they gradually became a little emotional. Now life is like glue like honey.

Thinking of this, Yan Sui's boredom disappeared again.

Before Yan Sui left Jiang's house, he did not forget to say to Chacha: "You haven't come to Auntie's house for a long time. You must come over more when you have time. Rou Fong misses you."

Rou Fong is a puppet cat raised in their family.

During the period when Chacha came to Shen's house frequently, she always secretly carried the meat floss on the stubborn bed, and one person and one cat occupied the owner's bedroom, sleeping better than anyone else.

Cha Cha had to nodded stiffly, "Okay."

Yan Sui glanced at the time, and it was hard to stay at Jiang's house. She said a few more words before leaving.

Not long after Yan Sui left, Jiang Chengzhou got off work and went home early.

He cares for his family more than anyone else now, and he will return when he arrives, and he will definitely not stay longer in the company.

Jiang Chengzhou pulled his tie with his fingers. He asked, "Someone has been here this afternoon?"

Chu Qingying didn't intend to lie to Jiang Chengzhou, he could tell every time she lied, and then she suffered a lot, which was really not worth it.

She nodded: "Well, Yan Sui came to me for an afternoon tea."

Jiang Chengzhou didn't like Yan Sui very much. Every time Chu Qingying finished talking with her, he was not very obedient.

Yan Sui, a strong woman, kept Chu Qingying from becoming a strong woman with her every day.

Jiang Chengzhou took off his suit jacket and asked casually: "What did you say."

Chu Qingying's tone was light: "It's nothing, I just want to match up the two children."

Jiang Chengzhou frowned upon hearing this, "Chacha is only this year old."

In their early twenties, at the age of playfulness, whose daughter talked about marriage so early?

Chu Qingying smiled: "So I just talked about it, tea and tea are not that interesting."

The expression on Jiang Chengzhou's face eased, and he felt a little more comfortable.

Xu was depressed for too long. During this time, Chu Qingying really didn't want to be alone with Jiang Chengzhou. She made an excuse, "I'll go upstairs to see Chacha."

Jiang Chengzhou frowned lightly, looked at her back, and said nothing.

It's not that he couldn't see Chu Qingying's dodge, disgust and fear towards him.

When he was young, Jiang Chengzhou was unscrupulous and arrogant, thinking that it didn't matter if she didn't love him, it didn't matter as long as people stayed with her.

Now, Jiang Chengzhou no longer thinks that way, people will become more and more greedy.

He obviously got the most beloved woman in his life and had a pair of children, but he was not satisfied.

He also wanted Chu Qingying to give him equal love.

Chu Qingying entered her daughter's room. She sat on the side of the bed and asked softly: "Chacha, tell the truth to your mother, do you really not like stubbornness?"

When Chu Qingying organized her room once, she saw her forgotten locked diary book, full of Shen Zhi's name, and the wishes she made on her birthday each year were also related to Shen Zhi.

Before her daughter answered the question, Chu Qingying said again: "If you really like him, what your Aunt Yan said can also be considered."

Chu Qingying hoped that her daughter could marry her beloved and lead an ordinary and free life.

Chacha lowered his head, "Mom, I liked him before, but I really don't like him now."

Chu Qingying didn't know what caused her daughter to change her mind. She touched her face: "Forget it, you are still young, so you don't have to worry about these things."

Chacha also felt that she was still young, and she whispered: "I don't know why Aunt Yan said this today."

What else can it be?

Mostly Shen Zhi asked his mother.

In this way, Shen Zhi is not without feelings for Chacha.

Chu Qingying did not answer, "Let's go downstairs to eat."

"it is good."

Jiangzhou has a meeting tonight, but did not rush back for dinner.

After dinner, Cha Cha lay on the sofa and watched TV for a while. It was almost nine o'clock before going back to the room to sleep.

Going upstairs and passing the parents' room, Cha Cha seems to hear the quarrel inside.

"What do you want? Don't go too far."

"I'm really fed up with you? Do you still want me to love you?"

"Jiang Chengzhou, do you have the face to say the word love?"

The sound in the bedroom gradually subsided.

Chacha stood pale and stood outside the door. After recovering, she raised her hand and knocked on the door of her parents' bedroom.

Jiang Chengzhou opened the door, his hair was a bit messy, and there were obvious scratches on his chin. He endured fierce anger and tried to be calm when facing his daughter, not wanting to scare her with his anger and hatred.

He said: "I have nothing to do with your mother. Go back and rest. I will coax her."

Chacha was still a little worried. When she was about to speak, a soft voice came from inside, "Chacha, you go back to the room first, we are fine, don't worry."

Chacha reluctantly believed her mother's words and turned back to her room.

She was a little confused, and she always felt that something was wrong.

She couldn't figure it out for a while, and before going to bed, she sent a WeChat message to Jiangzhou: [Brother, Mom and Dad quarreled today. 】

After sending WeChat, half an hour later, my brother hasn't responded yet.

Chacha guessed that her brother should still be busy, so she could only go to bed with a pocket of doubt.

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When Yan Sui returned home, he told Shen Zhi about Chacha's rejection of the marriage.

"I can't force her on this matter. Our family can't do a forced marriage, and you can't be like Jiang Chengzhou to do a wicked thing for a forced marriage."

Shen Zhi expressionlessly sat on the sofa and listened quietly to his mother. The first sentence that popped out of his heart was-why not?

"Mom, what did she say?"

Chu Qingying looked at her son's weak complexion, she couldn't bear to say something, but she had to say, "Chacha said that she didn't like you."

Shen Zhi said word by word, his voice was deep and dumb, "Don't like it?"

He is a little sick, "Then who does she like?"

Why?

How did she change her heart so fast?

Say you don’t love you don’t love.

How could she be so cruel that she would not leave him a chance? Are the things he did to her really unforgivable things of great sin?

Yan Sui was a little afraid of her son's appearance, she quickly comforted: "A Zhi, don't be discouraged, maybe Chacha will change your mind in the future."

Shen Zhi raised his face, looking at his mother's eyes as if looking at the straw, he muttered to himself: "Really?"

Yan Sui bit his scalp and said, "Really."

Shen Zhichi laughed contemptuously: "I don't believe it." He stood up, his face was bleakly illuminated by the incandescent light above his head, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Yan Sui was worried, "Get a good rest."

Shen Zhi took medicine on time every day, followed the doctor's advice, and obediently listened to the doctor's words. There was no more obedient patient in this world.

However, his symptoms did not alleviate but got worse.

Shen Zhi also wanted to let go of himself, let go of Chacha.

He didn't mention Chacha again in front of his mother, and hardly read her news.

He deleted one by one the pictures of her in the phone, he threw everything about her into the utility room, locked it, and then threw the key to the lawn outside the window.

But it didn't work.

When he woke up the next morning, he moved the deleted photos back from the recycling bin.

His mother looked at him more and more strangely, "What's wrong with you lately?"

Shen Zhi insisted that he was fine.

He is almost healed.

No more insomnia.

No more hallucinations.

Never dream of tea tea again.

Soon, he was able to break free from his memories just like her, not to be fettered by the past, and to work sadly in inappropriate feelings.

Yan Sui's eyes were red. "Do you remember that you spent a long time looking for the keys on the lawn last night."

Shen Zhi stubbornly said: "I don't have one."

There were still traces of his skin cut by fresh grass on his hands, but he refused to admit what he had done.

"The key is now in the drawer of the bedside table in your bedroom."

"I do not have."

Shen Zhi still refused to admit it.

He wished that he was getting better.

Until one night.

Shen Zhi woke up from a nightmare in the middle of the night, and the room he saw when he opened his eyes was strange and familiar.

This is a dark, damp, musty room.

He didn't know when he ran back to the small courtyard of Kerry Lane and lay on the little bed he had slept in for more than ten years.

Shen Zhi felt that his memory seemed to be confused, and he repeated the scolding of that mean woman.

"Evil/kind."

"Cheap/kind."

"You go to die, why are you still not dead?"

Shen Zhi curled up on the bed in pain, his sharp words turned into a blade and stabbed him into his body with one knife after another.

He is weak and helpless, he is cold and hungry, and his whole body is still very painful.

Shen Zhi saw the woman holding the bamboo strips and beating him vigorously. He hugged his body tightly and shrank into the corner of the bed. He longed for someone to rescue him.

Yes, this time.

Someone should come to save him.

She wears two beautiful braids and a brand-new dress, Jiaojiao looks like a little angel.

Shen Zhi waited and waited for a long time.

The little angel in a white dress finally jumped in front of him.

He reached out his hand, still not holding her tightly.

She told herself that she was leaving.

When those voices and pain were gone, and the stubborn eyelashes moved, he slowly woke up.

Shen Zhi's hair was wet with cold sweat, and the back of his clothes had been soaked with sweat. He sat up numb and reached out to turn on the wall lamp.

He turned his stiff neck and looked out through the window. It was already bright and the sun was shining diagonally into the window sill.

The cell phone ringing by the pillow suddenly rang.

It was a call from his mother.

Yan Sui rarely is so vulnerable. She thought of the countless drugs found in her son's room this morning, and choked up, "A Zhi, where did you go last night? Come back soon, and my mother will accompany you to the doctor. "

Shen Zhi said dumbly: "Mom, I'm really fine, I'm fine."

Yan Sui was ruthless and wiped her tears. She said, "Chacha took a boy home today."

She didn't know if it was Cha Cha's boyfriend.

I don't know the original son's affection for her has reached this level.

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Shen Zhi: I am not sick

Yu Gu: Neither do I

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