People born in the 80s became relocated households

Chapter 160 Loveless Condemnation

The short words were practical and sincere. Jiang Shuya, who was good in every way in the eyes of others, never concealed the fact that she once loved Huang Minghao like a moth to a flame. She gave so much, but all she got was ridicule and contempt.

However, the Jiang Shuya of the past really died. She woke up and wanted to be a strong woman who could take on responsibilities and let go of things. She changed from a weak woman to someone who was unattainable.

Huang Minghao watched Jiang Shuya walk away in another direction alone. The person who had been tied to him for two years would never please him like that again. Perhaps he had wronged her too much and ignored her too much. Fortunately, he had bought himself half a year, so he still had a chance to get to know her!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Today is the day to return to work after the Chinese New Year. Wang Ziliang, who came back from his hometown, also started to return to work. On the first day of work, he hurriedly called Jiang Shuya. His tone sounded extremely urgent and seemed very mysterious.

Jiang Shuya was wandering aimlessly on Hexi Street in a trance. After answering the phone, she didn't listen carefully to what Wang Ziliang said, and walked to Lida Shopping Mall on her own two legs. When Wang Ziliang saw Jiang Shuya coming, he greeted her with a smile in his eyes;

"Happy New Year, cousin!"

Jiang Shuya forced a smile when she saw him greet her;

"Ziliang, Happy New Year."

Wang Ziliang took out a package mysteriously and said, "Cousin, this is a specialty I brought from my hometown. I prepared it especially for you. Don't despise it."

Jiang Shuya knew that this was a return gift from Wang Ziliang before the Chinese New Year. She was not happy, but calmly took it, held it in her hand, and replied indifferently, "Thank you, Ziliang."

Seeing that she was not polite, Wang Ziliang talked to himself, telling him interesting things in his hometown, his brother's marriage and the whereabouts of the betrothal money. Jiang Shuya sat on the flower bed, staring blankly at the vehicles on the opposite road, and didn't listen to what Wang Ziliang said at all.

Seeing that Jiang Shuya seemed to be in a bad mood, Wang Ziliang sorted out today's goods and wanted to find out what happened. But when he turned around, he saw that Jiang Shuya had reached the other side of the road and left alone to the west. Turning back, he saw that he had not taken the things beside the flower bed. He was about to wave goodbye, but saw Lin Moxiao sitting in the car on the opposite side of the road honking at him.

When Wang Ziliang saw Lin Moxiao, he quickly took out a package from the car and said with a playful smile;

"Hey man, you're quite punctual. I thought you were not available today."

After saying that, he walked towards Lin Moxiao's trunk, put his things away, walked to the front of the car, and put his hands on the car window;

"How was your New Year? Thank you for the 100,000 yuan. It helped me out of a tight spot. I'll pay you back later!"

Lin Moxiao's eyes did not move, his thick black eyebrows were tense, listening to Wang Ziliang's story about seeing Mr. Gao's house in his hometown during high school, Lin Moxiao became more and more impatient, looking at Wang Ziliang with contempt;

"Are you done yet? Is this what you asked me to do?"

"Ah, what else could it be?" Wang Ziliang felt strange and scratched his hair.

What happened today? It seems like you are in a bad mood, and you are cold and lonely.

"What's wrong with Jiang Shuya? She looked unwell just now. She looked pale and weak, as if she had suffered a shock. She didn't even take the things that were given to her."

Lin Moxiao came back to his senses in surprise, frowning, "What did you say, Jiang Shuya was here?"

"Yes, he was here just now, and he went in the opposite direction. He walked back by himself, as if he had lost his soul. He didn't even look back when she was called."

Wang Ziliang pointed to the intersection ahead and looked around, but found that the person had disappeared.

Lin Moxiao drove away without saying anything or saying hello.

The only one left was Wang Ziliang standing there, bewildered and confused.

A man was walking on the street like a wandering ghost. The further west he went, the more trees there were. The maple leaves on the trees were spread on the ground, from light to dark. Jiang Shuya squatted on the ground bored and picked up the brightly colored maple leaves, trying to fold them into a small fan. The result was not satisfactory. He picked up and folded them, then threw them away. The more boring he became, the more flustered he became.

I just couldn't get over the hurdle in my heart, and before I knew it, I had walked to the viewing platform on the riverside of the lush and verdant Green Expo Park. I sat under a tall pavilion and quietly watched the turbulent waves on the river.

"Jiang Shuya, Jiang Shuya." Lin Moxiao walked closer, but the person in front of him ignored him.

Vehicles are not allowed to enter the observation deck, so Lin Moxiao parked his car in the parking lot outside the park and tracked the car all the way to find this place.

At this moment, Jiang Shuya stared at the river with a dull look, not saying a word. She just wanted to be alone and quiet, not wanting to be disturbed by anyone. So what if she was reborn? She was also a person with flesh and blood, right?

She was not a goddess from heaven who could be cold-blooded and heartless. She was so miserable in her previous life, and in this life she dug up the bloody memories with her own hands. No matter in her previous life or this life, she was impulsive and ignorant, and she received the punishment she deserved.

Ren Jing's death made her unable to forgive herself. She deeply realized how hopeless Ren Jing was at that time and could only choose to leave helplessly. She could not escape the condemnation of her conscience for Ren Jing's death.

Once the hidden box was opened, tears gushed out like a fountain, urgent and painful.

Her heart ached more and more, and tears silently slid down her cheeks. Lin Moxiao appeared beside her silently, looking at her quietly without saying a word.

After a moment, he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped her tears. He held her in his arms with a look of heartache, whispered in her ear, and raised his hand to gently stroke her hair:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here with you all the time, don't cry, be good, don't cry."

Lin Moxiao tried hard to control his emotions. Seeing her so sad for others, he felt mixed emotions.

The person in my arms closed his eyes tiredly, unknowingly enjoying such a warm embrace.

After a moment, Jiang Shuya slowly raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes;

"You know what? He didn't love me before, and I hated him. Now I don't love him anymore, and I hate myself."

Lin Moxiao stared at her with surprised eyes for a long time, his heart aching; "You still can't let it go now?"

Without nodding or shaking her head, Jiang Shuya wiped her tears with her hands and whispered;

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. I just want to be alone for a while."

She desperately needed quietness, and her tone became tactful. The man in front of her insisted that he was interested in her, but at this time he obviously could not soothe the pain in her heart, and could not understand her state of mind. This is what she thought, and she believed it even more.

"Okay, since you have your secret, I respect your choice." After saying that, Lin Moxiao turned around and left silently, leaving Jiang Shuya alone, feeling lost.