Chapter 986 Everyone is the Protagonist
As darkness approached, Ji Jing drove the car to the entrance of the temple. She waited until after eight o'clock and it was dark before Han Qian dared to walk out of the temple.
Ji Jing got out of the car and jogged all the way to open the passenger door. Han Qian smiled at Ji Jing.
"I'm fine."
After getting in the car, Ji Jing first reached out and touched Han Qian's forehead, and then touched her own forehead. Han Qian put his head down on the passenger side He looked at the night sky through the skylight from his armchair and said softly.
"I'm not sick. I'm in good physical condition now."
Ji Jing started the car and slowly got out of the car, saying softly.
"What can we eat? Are dumplings okay?"
Han Qian sat up, fiddled with the backrest of the passenger seat, lowered his head and whispered softly.
"I don't have much appetite. Have Zhou Le's affairs been dealt with? How is the situation with my aunt? Are the people from Bei'an still in Binhai now?"
Ji Jing turned her head and smiled naively at Han Qian.
"I don't know, let's go have a cup of coffee if you don't want to sleep. It's quite bitter."
This time Han Qian didn't refuse. Aunt Ji took Han Qian all the way to the opposite side of Glory. cafe.
Still by the window.
Han Qian took a sip of coffee and pouted with an emoticon.
"I don't quite understand why some people like to drink this."
Ji Jing looked at Han Qian with one hand on her chin and said softly.
"This is like life."
Ji Jing then picked up the coconut milk on the table and poured it into Han Qian's coffee cup, saying softly.
“Adding a little coconut milk will make it sweeter. Sometimes many people know that coffee is bitter, but they will drink it because it can refresh themselves and reduce sleepiness and fatigue.”
Han Qian looked down at the coffee cup in front of him, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. Then he slowly raised his head, looking at Ji Jing with a flat mouth and tears in his face, and spoke helplessly like a child.
"Aunt Ji, Zhou Le died, and another person left me. We will never meet again in this life. He and I have not sat down and had a good chat."
Ji Jing stretched out her hand to ruffle Han Qian's hair, still holding her chin with one hand and looking at the man opposite, and said softly.
"My eldest nephew, do you think it's not worth it to die for Zhou Le? Do you think it's a pity?"
Han Qian opened his mouth, and Ji Jing said again.
"If Zhou Le wants to live, are you going to save him?"
This question confused Han Qian, then Han Qian nodded, and the next second his face was touched by Ji Jing's left hand After pinching it, Han Qian looked at Ji Jing, who asked with a bit of disappointment in her eyes.
"Zhou Le is a brother, and Zheng Jing is someone who is expendable? Is the dead waiter at Four Seasons Villa just a stray dog on the roadside? I can understand your sadness, but you have to continue to live in sadness. What? Zhou Le’s death? It is inevitable. I am most afraid of someone dying, but Zhou Le's death is the first time that I think he should die. It is a pity that he died. Do you think Zhou Le has been wronged? "
Han Qian said: Ji Jing blinked and said softly.
“Aunt Ji~”
"Don't call me first, let me ask you, nephew Hada, do you think Zhou Le's death was caused by you?"
"He...he died because of me because he plotted against Lin Zongheng. !”
Ji Jing raised her hands and surrendered with an innocent look.
"I can't say anything to you, nephew."
Han Qian took a sip of coffee and sighed.
"You don't want to break up with me."
Ji Jing put down her hands and whispered softly on the table.
"It feels like no matter how much you talk, it's useless. What has Zhou Le done since he came to Binhai? Beat Xu Hongchang, beat Zhou Le, disgusted Yeats, killed Zheng Jing's aunt, forced Zheng Jing to death ,...I won’t say anything anymore.”
After Ji Jing noticed that the viewer was staring at her, she sat up and raised her hands to cover her mouth.
Exactly the same as Little Beloved.
Han Qian sighed.
"I didn't say anything. Why are you always so cautious? It feels like you are afraid of me. You are more stubborn than Nuan Nuan. I know what you want to say. What do you want to say? Zhou Le’s death was his own fault.”
Ji Jing shook her head.
"It's not his own fault, he wants to atone for himself, and Zhou Le must die! From another perspective, even if Zhou Le is alive... You don't like to control other people's lives, you saved Zhou Le After the music, you give him a peace of mind. life, but have you ever thought about whether Zhou Le is willing?"
Ji Jing folded her fists on the chair and rested her chin on it, blinking at Han Qian, who frowned. Then he shook his head, and just as he was about to speak, Ji Jing spoke again.
"Nephew, do you still remember Chen Lei?"
Han Qian nodded.
"Sure, I will never forget this grandson."
Ji Jing snorted, then winked at Han Qian again and whispered.
"How about Chen Lei and Zhou Lebi?"
Han Qian pouted.
"He doesn't deserve it!"
Ji Jing sat up and patted the table lightly. The next second, she looked around in panic and found that no one was looking this way. Ji Jing whispered weakly road.
"Chen Lei doesn't want to live or die on his knees, what about Zhou Le? Zhou Le has always called you Xiao Qian, right?"
Han Qian frowned, picked up the coffee cup and nodded, Ji Jing suddenly spoke mysteriously.
"Then tell me~ Is Zhou Le willing to bow his head in front of you? Let me answer for you, he will definitely not be willing. Zhou Le is a proud person~ If you save him in the end, he will think it is not help. , is humiliation, and finally regards the life you arranged as a prison. My nephew, tell me, which one is more important, a painful life or a happy death? "
Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, Ji Jing said to Han Qian puffed his mouth, and then like a deflated rubber ball, he sighed and imitated Han Qian's tone.
"You must be alive! Living can slowly untie the knot in your heart."
Then Ji Jing regained her voice and spoke softly.
"You don't have this awareness yourself, why do you ask others to have it too? You can change Zhou Le's ending. You think it's okay for you to be troublesome, but have you ever thought that the other person is unwilling to change~ Do you still want to see the second Sister Wanwan?" This sentence made Han Qian become silent, Ji Jing looked at Han Qian and said quietly.
“Sister Wan Wan’s choice is certainly the best. From a small guinea fowl to a big phoenix, there are still many people who cannot accept it. Wu Siruan, Xuan Xuan, Li Li, Everyone, including Yeats, has opinions on this matter, they just don't dare to tell you! So, don’t use your thoughts to control other people’s lives. Everyone is the protagonist of this world. They have the power to control and choose their own lives and endings. No one will live for you, Han Qian.”
Han Qian also lay on the table and sighed.
"But I feel that it was me who harmed Zhou Le. If he didn't know me, he wouldn't have ended up like this."
Ji Jing reached out and patted Zhou Le gently. Han Qian's hair, smiled.
"Master led me in. Cultivation depends on oneself. It was you who brought Zhou Le to a society and a height that he might not be able to touch in his life. His suicide was also to protect his own dignity and pride, so! You also Don’t use your mind to think about others!”
Han Qian sighed.
“But I’m still sad!”
Ji Jing took out a banknote and pressed it on the table, then took Han Qian’s arm and stood up to leave. After getting in the car, Ji Jing was gentle and gentle. Fasten Han Qian's seat belt.
When you step on the accelerator, you feel a push on your back.
The Cayenne was speeding on the city road at a speed of 110. Aunt Ji held the steering wheel with one hand and whispered.
"My eldest nephew, take a picture for me."
Han Qian took out Nokia, glanced at Nokia, glanced at Ji Jing, then glanced at Nokia again, he turned his head to look Looking out the window, he sighed sadly. It felt like a eunuch going to a brothel and an oiran pulling you into the room, but you don't have the tools to commit the crime!
At this time Aunt Ji smiled.
“My nephew, do you know why I asked you to take photos of me?”
Han Qian turned his head and said doubtfully.
"Does it look good?"
Ji Jing shook her head.
“No, guess again.”
“Because he is handsome?”
Ji Jing held the steering wheel with one hand and put the other hand on her leg, smiling.
“Because I have the posture of holding the steering wheel with one hand and black stockings at the same time.”
Han Qian glanced at Ji Jing’s beautiful legs, then slowly raised his head and looked ahead, and said softly .
"It's a pity that I don't have a smartphone."
"It's useless to buy it for you, it will break in three days."
The car drove all the way to the beach. Ji Jing took Han Qian to the deserted beach, pointing at the soft beach and looking at Han Qian.
“Cry!”
Han Qian said blankly to Ji Jing.
"Why...why am I crying?"
"When you cry, you miss Zhou Le, when you cry, you feel that Zhou Le should not die, when you cry, you feel that you have not done well enough."
Han Qian was silent. Ji Jing gently pinched Han Qian's face and spoke with a stiff tone.
“Cry!”
Han Qian took a deep breath and shook his head.
“I can’t cry!”
“Cry~ just cry a little, and if it doesn’t work, just shout.”
"I can't shout!"
Ji Jing held Han Qian's face and said seriously.
"You can't cry, you can't shout, are you really sad?"
Han Qian nodded.
“Sad!”
"Then you cry!"
"I can't cry!"
"Big nephew!"
"I want to eat dumplings."
Ji Jing took Han Qian and left.
Han Qian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, felt strange in his heart. Although Aunt Ji's words didn't change anything, he really didn't feel so uncomfortable now.
Perhaps as Aunt Ji said, everyone is the protagonist of this world.
They all have the right to choose to accept or give up this world. Rather than saying that Zhou Le’s suicide means leaving this world, it is better to say that he gave up this world and started another story of his own. I went to play another protagonist.
But the thing about Wanfang.
Pop!
Han Qian slapped himself, and Ji Jing, who was driving, smiled and said nothing.
After eating dumplings, Han Qian and Ji Jing walked out of the shop.
While walking on the road, Ji Jing put her arms around Han Qian's shoulders and felt Han Qian's little bird caressing her, Ji Jing smiled.
“Don’t worry that your indifference will make Zhou Le think that you don’t want him. He hopes that you can be more indifferent. Some people and things have to be kept in our hearts~ Do you think Zhou Le is willing to see it? You look like you're sighing all day long."
Han Qian hugged Ji Jing's arm and said softly.
"Aunt Ji is not gentle today."
Ji Jing turned around and hugged Han Qian gently, smiling softly.
"Gentle and gentle, Aunt Ji, I am the gentlest~ Hug my nephew."
(End of this chapter)