Rebirth of Chu Wan

Wan Chuer slowly shook his head at him, eyes filled with determination and pain.

"Uncle Jiang, we can't have the wedding tomorrow, sorry."

Jiang Kechu's heart froze, and he said in a panic: "Well, if you don't like the wedding, then we will cancel it. In fact, I don't like it either. It's very cumbersome. Let's get a certificate."

He suddenly regretted it. Why didn't he get the certificate earlier? Jiang Mu explained that he would get the certificate first in the morning, and then the wedding would be held. The time was just right and it would be a memorial in the future. Why didn't he think about it at the time.

Wan Chuer turned her face away and said stubbornly: "It's not about the wedding. I can't marry you anymore. At least not now. I can't pass my own level."

"Chu'er!" Jiang Kechu interrupted her, "Don't talk nonsense, have you forgotten? You have said it many times before, and you said that your biggest dream in this life is to marry me, and then we will have a few children and be together Happy, tomorrow, no, we will get the certificate now, okay?"

He followed the temptation, as if he could tie up Wan Chuer's body and mind after receiving the evidence.

Wan Chuer continued to shake his head, "It's different."

"We won't be back before, Uncle Jiang, don't force me, please give me some time, okay?" There was a trace of pleading in her cold voice, which made Jiang Kechu very uncomfortable.

"how long?"

"Three years."

"Chu'er, are you planning to stop seeing me in three years? Are you planning to hide?" Jiang Kechu asked. He felt that this situation was very possible. When he thought of this possibility, he felt suffocated.

Wan Chu'er closed her eyes in pain. This was the maximum she could do. She couldn't marry Jiang Kechu uncomplainingly after experiencing the things of the Kingdom of All Times.

Rather than suffering after marriage and even making the Jiang family worry about them, it is better to be separated for a while.

Jiang Kechu grabbed Wan Chu'er's shoulder, and said domineeringly and forcefully: "No! I won't agree." He remembered the dream he had had before, the feeling was very desperate, he didn't want to go through it.

Wan Chu'er's heart cramped, do she have to tear the wound open? Do you have to say something hurtful?

She looked at Jiang Kechu motionlessly like a stubborn calf, and Jiang Kechu also looked at her stubbornly.

Neither of them gave in. It seemed that once they gave in, they would fall into a dead end.

Finally Jiang Kechu stretched out his hand to hold her head, lowered his head, put her face on his own, and said with a trace of blatantness that cannot be rejected:

"Chu'er, I won't let go. You are mine, you can only be mine, you can't go anywhere, you don't want to get married, you can, but you can't go anywhere, you can only be by my side."

What's the difference between that and now, why can't you give her some time and space?

Why force her!

Wan Chu'er seemed to be irritated. With a strong hand, he pushed Jiang Kechu away, and sneered twice, as if he had found a time to vent, and roared:

"Why are you so annoying, why can't you let me go! If it wasn't for you, if it wasn't for your repeated obstruction, if it wasn't for your pledge, how could my father die? How could my father not have time to say a word to me He died, you know how much he missed me, missed my mother, we could be reunited, it was you, you...

You keep talking about confidentiality, confidentiality, but why can't you find out things that I can find?

Because you didn't investigate at all, you betrayed my dad and gave out my dad as a sacrifice for your so-called national justice!

Do you know what a living sacrifice is? !

Being locked in the ground for ten years, I can’t see a trace of time. I endure one bloodletting every year. I watch my blood flow out. I watch my anger get grabbed. I can’t die if I want to die, because they don’t. Allow him to die! Not only will they not allow them to die, but they will do everything possible to extend their vitality, so as to sacrifice the breath of life to the dead.

ten years!

He endured it underground for ten years! Had it not been for his strong mind, he would have been crazy, but he had endured torture for ten years!

He lived and died, so a little bit worse, he could see his daughter just a little bit, and he could be rescued!

But it's still a little bit short. Do you know how cruel this is?

In the past ten years, he must have been waiting for you to save him all the time, but you, ridiculously installed a martyr's hypocrisy, and sentenced him to death! Broke his life.

You are too cruel, wouldn't your conscience hurt? !

Even let him look at me, let me talk to him, even let him know that I have grown up..."

Wan Chu'er couldn't speak anymore, she touched the wetness on her face, turned her head and stopped looking at Jiang Kechu, just said coldly:

"Don't let me hate you, we can get together and get together. Go, you can go!"

The pain that has been suppressed for a long time is like a flood that opens the gate, pouring out overwhelmingly.

The unfeeling words were said coldly, like a sharp sword stabbed at Jiang Kechu.

Jiang Kechu moved his mouth with difficulty, what did he want to explain, what should he say? Say they were cheated? Tell me what happened that year? He doesn't have that power.

But let him leave like this, he can't do it.

Jiang Kechu went to pull Wan Chu'er's hand, but Wan Chu'er avoided it. This scene stimulated Jiang Kechu. On impulse, he hugged Wan Chu'er tightly.

"Let go of me, you let me go..." Wan Chuer struggled, beating Jiang Kechu, trying to keep him away from himself.

Jiang Kechu didn't want to hear Wan Chu'er say anything unfeeling anymore, and without even thinking about it, he directly closed her mouth with his mouth.

"Well……"

The two entangled and fought each other, and soon fell on the bed.

"Hiss—" Wan Chu'er's coat was suddenly torn apart, revealing a delicate white face. Jiang Kechu's eyes stopped, and before he could react, Wan Chu'er swept over with a punch, and he hurriedly tilted his head. Escaped.

Jiang Kechu, who was dominated by despair and unwillingness, could no longer maintain his sanity. The anger that was about to lose Wan Chu'er burned him, his eyes flushed, and Wan Chu'er was crushed under him.

"You let me go!" Wan Chuer used both fists and feet, but where she was Jiang Kechu's opponent, Jiang Kechu tore her clothes and tied her hands and feet in just two strokes.

The clothes on Wan Chu'er were quickly stripped off by Jiang Kechu. The smooth and delicate touch and the white visual impact made Jiang Kechu no more sensible and overwhelmed Wan Chu'er.

The sudden sting of her lower body woke Wan Chu'er up, she stopped struggling in amazement and looked at Jiang Kechu who was galloping wildly on her.

He is crazy, driven crazy by her.

A tear came out of Wan Chu'er's eyes, and she was going crazy too.

Okay, thief, let them go to **** together!

Wan Chuer broke free from the cloth straps tied to his hands, raised his hands and stroked Jiang Kechu's confused and mad face, the two fell into a lingering, madness, excitement and despair, the pain turned into a primitive desire to swallow the love. Two people.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Kechu woke up sober, he saw Wan Chu'er who was covered with scars by himself, and quickly turned over.

Wan Chuer was already tortured and slumped on the bed, looking at the ceiling stupidly, but spit out a few words: "Please, please..."

Jiang Kechu's body stiffened, and once again he hugged Wan Chuer tightly.

Neither of them spoke, so they faced each other sincerely, cuddling each other.

A long time later, Jiang Kechu said with difficulty: "Okay, I promise you, you also promise me one thing, live well, in any case, live well, you are not allowed to abuse your body, if you lose weight or become sick, I will regret it. ."

"it is good."

Wan Chuer raised his arms and hugged Jiang Kechu's waist, nestled against his chest, this is the last warmth, her favorite.

Even if you don't give up, you still have to separate.

Jiang Kechu cleaned Wan Chuer's body, put on her clothes, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry just now."

"I don't regret it." Wan Chuer couldn't bear Jiang Kechu's self-blame.

Jiang Kechu paused and continued: "No matter where you go, tell me, don't worry, I won't bother you, but...don't let me wait too long."

Wan Chuer was silent, and forcefully held back his tears.