My ex-boyfriend is always pestering me [Quick Time Travel]

The cold dizziness blinded all perceptions, and a sharp chill came up from the soles of his feet. Jiang Ya shivered slightly, and fell straight backward as if all his strength was taken away.

A person caught him hastily from behind, whispering anxiously in his ear.

"Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang..."

Jiang Ya's face was blank for a moment, and he leaned blankly in the arms of the person behind him, as if grasping the straw of drowning, and ethereal vitality emerged inch by inch.

It seemed that after a long and quiet century, he struggled to regain his consciousness, which was as thin as a cicada's wing. He held his arms tightly around him, slowly opened his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I am fine."

Ignoring the strange gaze cast by Xue's family, Ji Ling said in a low voice with a dignified expression.

"I'll take you back."

But Jiang Ya straightened up and stood up. After a few seconds, she regained her calm expression, smiled politely at him, and said slowly.

"Thank you, Master Yue."

His eyes fell on Xue Chen, then he lowered his eyebrows, stood aside and stopped talking.

So the Xue family who looked at each other saw Xue Chen's face was covered with haze. After staring at the tall and thin man in black suit for a long time, they didn't hold him accountable for his rudeness, but just looked away coldly.

Everyone didn't dare to ask more questions, and they all returned to business and worshiped one by one.

Xue Chen on the side looked at the man with a gentle smile on the tombstone, without any warmth on his face, and said casually.

"Why don't I know, when did you have such a good relationship with Xue Yue?"

"Ajiu, I've never been in touch with Master Yue, it's just that Master Yue kindly helped Ah Jiu."

Hearing the man's gentle and calm answer, Xue Chen's eyes became colder, and he asked unintentionally.

"What happened just now, are you feeling unwell?"

Jiang Ya paused. "I didn't sleep well last night."

Xue Chen didn't speak, the lines of his face were tense, and his gaze moved lightly to the straight and straight young man in the crowd. His face was handsome, young and healthy, and he was many times better than his previous relaxed appearance.

The line of sight rested on his steady and powerful legs for a few seconds, and a trace of jealousy twisted across Xue Chen's face.

He leaned against the back of the chair and ordered coldly.

"I'm tired, take me to rest."

After sending Xue Chen to the lounge, Xue Chen suddenly spoke.

"Go and worship my father for me."

Jiang Ya froze for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at him, a little hesitant.

"This……"

A little tiredness appeared on Xue Chen's face.

"I'm going to sleep for a while, don't bother me for an hour."

Seeing that he had closed his eyes, Jiang Ya held back his words and backed out quietly.By the time they returned to the cemetery by the same route, the Xue family had already left, and there were only three black figures left in front of the tombstone.

The woman who had been staring at the photo on the tombstone was kneeling on the ground, as if she had fallen into her own world, talking to herself in a daze.

The man behind her said something to the young man beside her, then glanced at the bewildered woman indifferently, seeming to frown.The impatient look was completely different from the hospitality he had treated Xue Chen in the hospital that day. It was hard to believe that it was his wife and children who made him treat Xue Chen coldly.

Soon, the man turned around and left, but the young man who stayed there seemed to feel something, looked back at Jiang Ya, and walked over.

"It will be discovered."

Jiang Ya shrank back to a hidden place, looking around vigilantly from time to time.

Ji Ling shook his head.

"It's okay, I've checked."

He stared closely at Jiang Ya's expression, seemed to hesitate for a while, and after two words spilled from his lips, he couldn't bear to continue as if to stop.

"Chen Yue..."

Jiang Ya smiled weakly, and looked peacefully at the woman in front of the tombstone.

"Don't worry, no matter how much they look alike, I can tell the difference."

After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his eyelashes, and the smile on the corner of his lips was so faint that it almost melted, like the snow on the top of the mountain was so dazzling that it was about to shed tears.

"Those...bad things, I have long since looked past them."

Without saying a word, Ji Ling pinched his chin, leaned forward and licked it tenderly, as if he was putting a baby to sleep, willing to build an indestructible castle to keep all injuries out of the high wall.

"It's not your fault, Jiang Jiang. Jiang Chu committed suicide because she had a demon she couldn't let go of, so she insisted on blaming you for all her faults, and wanted to make you suffer forever."

He seemed to be looking into Jiang Ya's eyes filled with mist, and his tone was soft as if he was begging.

"Jiang Jiang, don't let her succeed, okay?"

The heart was wrapped in a wet sponge, and the dripping water was heavy but warm, slowly sucking away the cold liquid in the eye sockets, Jiang Ya smiled slightly, and kissed his lips.

"it is good."

=v=

After the door of the room was closed, Xue Chen opened his eyes.He leaned against the window with his face sinking like water, looking out through the single-sided glass, as if he was waiting for someone wholeheartedly.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly lowered his brows and eyes, his slender eyelashes cast a shadow, and his thin lips were bloodless.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door behind him, and someone walked in.

"Young Master Xue."

Xue Chen's voice was calm.

"Is the worship over?"

"Yes."

"Then go back."

The clear footsteps were getting closer, and Xue Chen was lightly picked up by familiar arms, and then put him on the wheelchair.

Xue Chen stared at the man with his head hanging down, his eyes moved from his black hair to the back of his white neck, as if stuck, gradually seeping a bit of cruel killing intent, as if looking down on an insignificant ant.

The person who didn't realize it put on his shoes, tucked in the blanket, stood up, walked around behind the wheelchair, and pushed him outside.

Xue Chen slowly pinched his finger bones without saying a word.

Before going to sleep, Xue Chen suddenly stopped Jiang Ya.

"I can't sleep, you stay."

Jiang Ya looked at him in surprise, as if at a loss, she quickly calmed down, closed the door and returned to the bed, thinking about what to do next.

Xue Chen raised his chin.

"Just sit there."

Jiang Ya glanced at the chair beside the bed, and sat down obediently.He was sitting very upright, his black suit was tightly buttoned, the scars on his face added a bit of wildness, but his expression was indifferent, exuding an abstinent beauty.

Xue Chen didn't seem to notice, he flipped through a book absently, and said casually.

"How long has Ah Jiu been with me?"

Jiang Ya's back stiffened, her heart pounded, and she immediately became vigilant.

Generally, this kind of topic that starts with nostalgia for the past will not always have a good result.

"Five years."

"Five years."

Xue Chen repeated it, thoughtfully.

"I remember Ah Jiu was by my father's side before serving me."

"Yes."

Xue Chen stroked the sharp touch, as if he just remembered something.

"I remember that Ah Jiu was going to leave at that time, but my father and I asked you to come over, so you continued to stay at Xue's house."

He raised his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes from the pages of the book.

"Does Ah Jiu hate me?"

Jiang Ya was startled.

"Master Xue, you have saved Ah Jiu's life, but Ah Jiu can't repay you."

Xue Chen suddenly laughed.

"Ah Jiu is really obedient. Your father only gave you food and shelter for a few years, but you are willing to obey his orders wholeheartedly. You would rather give up the chance to leave and continue to follow me."

"Then father or me, who is better for you?"

Facing Xue Chen's scorching gaze, Jiang Ya was speechless, and she was silent for a while before she could speak.

"Master Xue, and Young Master Xue are both Ah Jiu's masters."

After hearing his prevarication words, Xue Chen's face suddenly sank.

"Ah Jiu, my father is dead, and you still miss him so much, do I want to praise you as a loyal servant for him?"

Jiang Ya suddenly stood up, and immediately knelt on the ground on one knee, with her head down, her voice panicked.

"Ah, Ah Jiu dare not!"

A book was slammed on the head, Jiang Ya didn't dare to dodge, and stopped abruptly, a burning pain came from his forehead, and sticky blood flowed down.

Star spots of blood pierced his eyes like needles, Xue Chen paused, the anger in his heart dissipated inexplicably, and some kind of dull emotion surged up like a tide.

His tone was much milder.

"Come here and let me see."

"It's fine."

Xue Chen pursed his lips and looked at him stubbornly, Jiang Ya sighed in his heart, so he had no choice but to walk to the bedside.

After gently inspecting the wound, Xue Chen's voice softened a lot, mixed with imperceptible regret.

"Does it hurt?"

Jiang Ya shook his head.

Xue Chen looked at his plain expression, was in a daze for a while, and then murmured in a low voice.

"Once I made my father angry. He threw an ashtray at me. You stood in front of me. There was a lot of blood on your head. I thought you were going to die, but you just looked at me and said it didn't hurt."

He touched Jiang Ya's earlobe ambiguously, and his slightly raised face showed innocence and confusion of ignorance of the world, with a bit of paranoid obscurity.

"Ah Jiu, it's okay for you to be like this all the time, protect me and obey me."

Xue Chen is like a domineering and domineering little prince, even praying for his wish is so natural.

"Never, ever, never leave me."

Jiang Ya was silent for a few seconds, and spoke calmly before Xue Chen's temper gradually rose.

"Master Xue, I told you, Ah Jiu will naturally listen, Young Master Xue arranges."

The atmosphere froze for a moment, Xue Chen's complexion changed drastically, like a beast that was enraged instantly, and flew into a rage without grace.

"Xue Ling is dead, why are you talking about him! Your current master is me! It's me! How can Xue Ling get the followers of all of you? He is obviously a hypocrite!"

Xue Chen's face flushed red in anger, his eyes were bloodshot, his veins were exposed, and he violently threw all the things within his reach to the ground.Amidst the shattering of the vase, his chattering cursing voice was extremely sharp, resembling Shi Min who went crazy in the hospital that day.

Jiang Ya was pushed aside by him, but she didn't stop his gaffe, she pricked up her ears and tried to catch important information from his words.

In a state of losing their minds, people are most likely to reveal their secrets.

"Xue Ling is a cold-blooded animal! For his own benefit, he doesn't even want to save his own child. Such a person... How can such a person deserve to be a father? Such a person..."

Xue Chen lowered his head, his fists were almost clenched to bleed, and he gritted his teeth full of hatred.

"Such people don't deserve so much at all, and they don't deserve to live so long at all!"

Jiang Ya's expression changed slightly, and he interrupted cautiously.

"But Master Xue, has passed away..."

"Yes, he's dead."

Xue Chen repeated mechanically, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were emotionless, and the distorted smile on his face was carefree and weird.

Jiang Ya held her breath, stared at him as if walking on thin ice, and asked softly uncertainly.

"Could it be... Master Xue's death..."

As if experiencing a rapid decline after a hearty wrestling, Xue Ling paused for a few seconds, leaned back heavily, his face was as white as paper, and his expression gradually pieced together into the usual gloomy expression, half a smile but not a smile.

"If I have anything to do with Xue Ling's death, what is Ah Jiu going to do?"

Seeing that Jiang Ya didn't speak, Xue Ling continued to ask questions on his own.

"Ah Jiu will take revenge, or leave."

As if not expecting an answer, Xue Chen slowly retracted into the quilt after speaking, turned over, and turned his back to Jiang Ya, his voice was weak.

"Get out."

Passing through the messy floor, Jiang Ya looked back at a small piece protruding from the bed, his eyes flickered, and he closed the door gently.

The author has something to say:

In the past few days, I have been busy with fried chicken. Exams, resumes, and papers are really going to explode, so Dao Dao will really work hard to update the text! o(*￣︶￣*)o

I want little angels to hug and hold high (●v●)