Seeing the string of Buddhist beads again, Zhai Jiu's eyes darkened: "Mu Lianshen, with your personality, aren't you really afraid of trusting the wrong person?"
During all these years of estrangement, it was always Mu Lianshen who took the initiative.
And he really wanted to abandon the brotherhood between them.
He stroked the beads gently, and said, "I don't have your innocent heart, Mu Lianshen. You gave me your most important thing, and I just gave you a pen."
"Song Ruyuan has gone astray. Based on human nature, you should stay away from him, but you want to bring him back."
"You think your brother can still be saved, and you think it would be a shame not to help him, but the right choice is not what you do."
"I have been estranged from you for more than ten years. Under normal circumstances, you should have completely abandoned me. I have been waiting for you to give up our friendship on your own initiative."
"By then, I will spare no effort to be your enemy. I won't have to worry about the Zhai family or you anymore, but you still believe in me."
Whether he was asked to look after the family or do something else, Mu Lianshen never doubted him.
Zhai Jiu's eyes were deep, and after the undercurrent, only coldness remained in his eyes.
He lowered his head and laughed softly, "Perhaps it's natural for Jingshu to like you. Why don't you change your mind?"
The friendship among young people is always sincere and warm.
Zhai Jiu also had a sense of righteousness as a young man, but things change.
The only one who remained true to his original intention was Mu Lianshen.
He was cold and cruel to his enemies, but he was devoted to his friends.
"If I really betray you, Mu Lianshen, you will probably fall flat on your face,"
The person behind the scenes might have the same idea.
He attacked Zhai Jiu because he knew that only he could inflict a heavy blow on Mu Lianshen.
Zhai Jiu stood up, walked to the desk, and took out the photo of him and Fu Jingshu from the drawer.
Looking at this photo, he was suddenly transported back to that time.
That was another battle won, and people from the newspaper came to interview the medical staff.
Fu Jingshu had just finished bandaging her comrades in the team when she met a reporter with a camera and wanted to take a photo of them.
At that time, Zhai Jiu was responsible for transporting the wounded back to the rear.
He had his own little idea and wanted to keep a photo of the two of them.
At that time, he was afraid that she would not agree, so he asked his comrades to cover for him. However, he gave the reporter some money and asked him to move away when taking the photo, leaving only the two of them.
Later I found a way to keep the photos.
After all, I just can't let go.
If she was really happy with Mu Lianshen, he might slowly let it go.
But she didn't have a good ending.
Zhai Jiu felt really sorry.
His many regrets and remorse made him more and more paranoid.
So when the result came out, he had no doubt at all, just a feeling that it was as expected.
Li Shucheng was right, his method was not sophisticated. If it were the same him in the past, he would have easily found the problem.
But at that time, he did not doubt the result. He had to vent his anger on someone, so it could only be Mu Lianshen.
Unable to bear the blow, Mu Lianshen hid in the northwest.
Because of what he wanted to do, he was always hanging around outside, so we hardly ever met.
Gradually, the relationship between the two faded.
Even if they really met, Zhai Jiu didn't know how to get along with him and could only remain silent.
"Jingshu, I have to admit,"
Zhai Jiu's voice was very light. He chuckled and continued, "He is indeed a gentleman. If it weren't for those accidents, he would have been a good husband."
"When in uniform, he was a good soldier who always remembered and swore to protect his responsibilities until his death,"
"As a father, he is also doing his best to make up for his previous debts, and the child has accepted him."
"As a brother, he..."
Zhai Jiu didn't say the rest of the words, but the smile on his lips became a little bitter.
"He is indeed better than me,"
Zhai Jiu, who is so selfish, is not worthy of Fu Jingshu.
Just like this photo, all the photos of the two of them were obtained by him using tricks.
Zhai Jiu stared at the photo in a daze again.
It's time to let go...
He struck a match, and the smoke was everywhere.
The photo began to melt into ashes from the edges. He leaned over slightly and lit the cigarette with the flame on the photo.
Ashes falling...
The photos gradually turned into ashes and no trace remained.
Just as the only obsession left in his heart disappeared completely.
White smoke slowly came out of Zhai Jiu's mouth...
The east is turning white, and the morning light is just breaking.
Fu Xiao got up early today and helped Uncle Liu make breakfast.
The white porridge was cooked very thick, with two drops of spiritual spring water added to it. The dishes were pickles made by Uncle Liu himself, which were quite refreshing.
In the other pot are steamed buns and eggs.
"An An..." Mu Lianshen's smiling voice sounded from behind. Fu Xiao turned around and smiled, "Wash your hands and have dinner."
"Hmm... Grandpa Liu's porridge is getting better and better."
"Yes, Lao Liu, your cooking skills have improved recently."
Uncle Liu listened to everyone's praise with a smile on his face.
Although he didn't know why this happened, he was certainly happy that his cooking skills were recognized.
Fu Xiao thought to herself that fortunately she had replaced the bag of rice in the kitchen with rice in the space.
The rice in the space is also grown with spiritual spring water, and the feeling of the porridge is almost the same as adding spiritual spring water.
Otherwise, after she leaves, Grandpa Mu will dislike the food cooked by Grandpa Liu for a long time.
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