In the distance, the little girl wearing a cotton coat and flat leather shoes, breathing in the heat, standing on the roadside stamping her feet, who else could it be if she wasn't Jiang Zhenzhen?

Unlike their increasingly haggard and mean faces, Jiang Zhenzhen seems to have not grown up.

The traces left by the years on her body are almost invisible.

She is as beautiful as ever, as outstanding in temperament as ever, and as always able to become the focus of the crowd immediately.

Although Leng Xiyue thinks she is more beautiful than Jiang Zhenzhen, she is now somewhat dwarfed by her.

It's not that she is getting older and ugly, but the aura on her body is not as pure as Jiang Zhenzhen's.

"It seems to be her." Mo Ranzhe was also a little stunned.

He did not expect that after so many years, Jiang Zhenzhen would still look like a student, with such pure eyes.

Leng Xiyue gritted her teeth: "I think she must not be doing well now. Otherwise, how could she be standing on the roadside doing nothing at this time?"

Mo Ranzhe also nodded: "Yes."

It's not that Jiang Zhenzhen seems to be doing poorly, but they don't want Jiang Zhenzhen to do well.

Otherwise, they will be even more uncomfortable.

"Do you think she was expelled from Suntech University?" Leng Xiyue said.

She had heard before that Jiang Zhenzhen was admitted to Shangde University, and she was extremely jealous.

"Maybe. Maybe she caused some big trouble and was expelled. She liked to make trouble when she was in high school, didn't she?"

The two of them got more and more excited as they talked, as if this thing was true.

Two minutes later, a tall man in a coat appeared, smiled and rubbed Jiang Zhenzhen's hand: "Are you waiting for a long time?"

It's a fee.

Mo Ranzhe and Leng Xiyue's faces instantly turned pale.

Although they didn't know how Jiang Zhenzhen was doing now, they knew that Fu Yizhen was doing very well.

Just after graduation, Fu Yiyi entered the family business. With decisive and sophisticated methods, he quickly became the successor of the Fu family. Everyone in the industry wanted to know him.

If Mo Ranzhe could have business dealings with him, life would be much easier. But the problem is, Fu Yiyi never sees him.

"It didn't take long, but I was very tired." Jiang Zhenzhen yawned, "I picked up a seriously ill patient last night, and the operation has been going on until now."

Fu Yiyi rubbed her shoulders for her: "Should I take you back to have a rest?"

"No!" Jiang Zhenzhen sleepily took a sip of hot milk and stretched, "We agreed to go see the sea, how can we waste time to rest?"

"Okay, okay, then you can sleep a little longer in the car?" Fu Yiyi smiled.

"Um, um."

The two of them drifted apart.

Leng Xiyue suddenly seemed to have thought of something. She turned on her mobile phone and searched for a piece of gossip news. Her face froze: "Do you remember, someone said that Fu Yiyi got married in secret. His wife seems to be a very powerful surgeon in China.

?”

Mo Ranzhe's eyes widened: "You mean, that person is Jiang Zhenzhen?"

The two of them immediately searched for doctors from the leading hospitals in the country to see if Jiang Zhenzhen was among them. However, there was no need to search carefully because Jiang Zhenzhen's authority in the industry was extremely high.

Leng Xiyue and Mo Ranzhe looked at each other with envy in each other's eyes.

They don't understand why the differences between them are so big even though they started from the same starting point.

Not willing to give in...

A year later, Mo Ranzhe proposed to Leng Xiyue.

"Leng Xiyue, although you are selfish and vain, I love you."

"Although you are greedy and stupid, I love you."

"Although you are arrogant and ignorant, I love you, marry me."

Leng Xiyue almost beat Mo Ranzhe to death.

How much better does he think he is?!

Later, the two of them fought and fought, and finally got married. There were constant quarrels after the marriage, but their lives were still pretty good.

…

During the Spring Festival of the first year that Jiang Zhenzhen and Fu Yiyi got married, they had a lively Spring Festival.

On New Year's Eve, Jiang Zhenzhen moved a chair and planned to put the Spring Festival couplets on the door.

Unexpectedly, the chair was rickety and she could barely stand still.

"ah--!"

Fuck, I can’t hold on!

Therefore, when Fu Yiyi rushed back in the snow and wind, he happened to see Jiang Zhenzhen falling off the chair while holding Spring Festival couplets.

He caught her quickly with quick eyes and hands.

Her hands were surprisingly cold.

In a trance, a little girl appeared in front of Fu Yiyi's eyes. When she was pasting the couplets, she also fell from a height. He supported her, but let go in an instant.

Her hands were as shockingly cold as Jiang Zhenzhen's.

Fu Yiyi came back to his senses and hugged Jiang Zhenzhen tightly. His heart seemed to be filled with something. After a long time, he said, "Why are you so careless?"

Jiang Zhenzhen pouted: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have stepped on the stool. With my height, it's more than enough to stick to the Spring Festival couplets."

Fu Yiyi laughed out loud and flicked her forehead; "Okay, okay, you are right, okay, I bought some snacks, you can take them in first, and you can do the work of pasting Spring Festival couplets."

Can you give it to me?"

Jiang Zhenzhen pouted, but after seeing the snacks in his hand, she nodded instantly: "Okay!"

After Fu Yiyi finished pasting the Spring Festival couplets and walked into the house, he felt a blast of warm air and the sound of the TV in the house was blaring, making it very lively.

Jiang Zhenzhen was sitting on the sofa. When she heard him entering the room, she lay down on the sofa, exposed her little head, and smiled at him: "Come here, this TV series is really good!"

Everything looks dreamlike and beautiful.

Fu Yiyi's heart trembled, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, with a smile on his face: "Yeah."

…

The demon soldiers' pursuit did not end. Every time Jiang Zhenzhen tried her best to protect Fu Yiyi, but she would always get injured.

Fortunately, the number of demon soldiers appearing is getting less and less, otherwise Jiang Zhenzhen's body would not be able to hold on at all.

But even so, her body bones became weaker and weaker, and by the age of sixty, she was so weak that she could only lie in bed.

Before she died, she said to him viciously: "In the future, you are not allowed to go to the temple to pray randomly, otherwise you will attract something terrible, and no one will protect you!"

Fu Yiyi held her hand tightly and smiled with tears in his eyes: "For example, can I invite you?"

Jiang Zhenzhen: “??!”

How did he know that the person he recruited was her?

"If that's really the case, then I'd be happy with it."

Jiang Zhenzhen looked at Fu Yiyi in astonishment: "You...you...could you..."

"Well, I know, I've known it a long time ago."

"Then...do you hate me?" she said weakly.

Do you hate her because she encountered the demon soldiers?

"I don't hate you." A tear dropped from the corner of Fu Yiyi's eyes, "I'm very happy to see you again."

How could he hate her?

Jiang Zhenzhen seemed to want to ask something else, but when the lamp ran out, she just opened her mouth and lost consciousness.

After her death, Fu Yiyi went to the temple again. His old body sat in front of the temple, carefully placed the paintings, and then clasped his hands together:

"God, please let me meet her in my next life, please."

The divine missioner sitting cross-legged above: "!!!"
Chapter completed!