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Chapter 205 Jiang Jintong Chapter 47

What does that feel like?

Mrs. Jiang stood there in a daze for a moment, and she opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word.

Because she couldn't answer this question.

She had too many concerns, so she couldn't consider Jiang Jintong's feelings at all. From the moment Song Qian told her, her mind was filled with thoughts about how to keep it secret peacefully.

As long as Jiang Jintong doesn't know, there is no need to make a decision.

But isn't this also a disguised way of choosing Song Qian?

She considered everyone but Jiang Jintong.

But when Jiang Jintong was considering it, she asked Jiang Jintong to consider the overall situation like herself.

Maybe Mrs. Jiang never understood her own children.

He is a flower raised in a greenhouse, but this does not mean that he is born proud and weak, and will die if exposed to any bad things in the outside world.

Jiang Jintong has his own ideas and principles.

In his exploration of love, he may go the wrong way, but he is willing to correct his mistakes and explore again.

Jiang Jintong chose to go to the mountain village not because she loved Xie Luo so much.

On the one hand, he felt guilty and wanted to atone for his sins and do something to make up for it.

On the other hand... ...I want to escape from this cold, hypocritical, and suffocating Jiang family.

The spoiled little princess faced the cruelty of human nature for the first time. She could not change human nature, so she could only lift her skirt and run away.

Mrs. Jiang could not learn to love others. The only person she loved the most was herself. When her own interests conflicted with Jiang Jintong's, she would only weigh the pros and cons and hypnotize herself over and over again.

Neither she nor Mr. Jiang could ever give Jiang Jintong the love she wanted, and love mixed with guilt ultimately could not withstand the slightest test.

"Xiaoer, Mommy... Mommy didn't mean it. Mommy just has no other choice. Mommy really has no other choice."

Mrs. Jiang turned around and sobbed.

Jiang Jintong did not continue to discuss the matter with her. He just lowered his eyes and turned to say goodbye to his mother: "I'm leaving, mother."

His posture was always as straight as a pine tree. The moonlight outside shone on the young man, and there were even some scattered white jade falling on his body, which seemed to glow from a distance.

Mrs. Jiang didn't turn around until Jiang Jintong walked away.

She stared at her child going away, and the heart that had originally beaten only for her actually had a crack.

These cracks actually appeared many years ago, but they have slowly healed over the years, and only now have a small space for others.

After she came to her senses, she wanted to call her child, but Jiang Jintong walked too fast, and the words that Mrs. Jiang had never said could only surge in her heart.

He walked quickly, but every step was firm, and he never hesitated for a moment.

This actually gave Mrs. Jiang a vague feeling that perhaps her child would not give up so quickly on this trip to the mountain village.

He was so determined that he even gave people the illusion that he would never return to the Jiang family.

Of course it's an illusion. Theoretically, a pampered rose cannot survive in the outside world.

The scorching sun outside, the sultry weather, the water-scarce environment, etc., each one is a test for it.

How could he not come back?

On the other side, Xie Luo miraculously survived.

In fact, it is not really magical. After all, it was done intentionally by the researchers.

There was a researcher whose area of ​​responsibility was life value. He didn't know what Xie Luo had experienced, but Xie Luo's life value was dropping sharply and he was about to die.

Xie Luo is still of great use at the moment and should not die at this time.

So the researchers made some small modifications to the program, and Xie Luo finally saved his life.

The probability of the researcher's modification being successful is actually not very high. After all, he cannot change anything directly. He can only try to add some trees to the cliffs to slow down Xie Luo's descent.

This world is a mature world with its own operating rules.

Researchers cannot control the number of trees. It may be one, or two. In short, the number does not depend on the researchers themselves, but on the world itself.

When Xie Luo was falling, he was blocked by countless trees, which kept slowing down his falling speed.

When she fell into the water, the fall from the cliff actually didn't cause much damage to her.

But Xie Luo was not conscious at this time, because in addition to falling off the cliff, she was hit on the head three times.

There was one blow in particular that hit her nerves just right, so that she has been unconscious ever since.

The water flowed slowly, and Xie Luo floated on the water, slowly following the water flow away from the cliff where he had originally fallen, and went to a completely new direction.

In some ways, the world still favors this poor child.

Before Jiang Jintong came to this place, he smeared some red paint on his face. He brought the paint from home specially.

They seemed to have determined that Jiang Jintong would not be able to hold on for long, and did not care about bringing paint at all.

The noble young master is stuck in the barren soil. It is destined that within three days, he will cry and admit his mistake and run back to the Jiang family.

The red pigment was specially selected by Jiang Jintong. It would solidify when applied on the face and could only be washed off with a special solution. It looked like a birthmark.

The house they arranged for me was pretty good, not leaking or windy. It was just a small brick house with a small courtyard and a fenced area at the back with some chickens and ducks.

Mrs. Jiang was under pressure, and this house was considered one of the better houses in the village.

After all, it is only half a brick house, far better than a lot of mud houses.

Jiang Jintong did not bring any luggage, only the clothes and shoes that her family had prepared for the two of them. Except for the size, the color and quality of the clothes and shoes were exactly the same.

On the other side, several little girls in the village were gathered by the river to wash clothes. They were talking and laughing, and talking in dialect about what happened in the village.

"I don't know if you've heard about this, but there's a man coming from outside. He doesn't look very old, and I don't know why he came to a village like ours."

"Oh, I saw him when I came here just now. There's a big red spot on his face. His face is ruined. What girl would be willing to marry him?"

"But he lived in a brick house when he first arrived. He has money."

"Then go get married, go get married, and give birth to a weird baby too!"

A girl teased another girl, and the other girl was so angry that she put down her clothes and splashed water on her: "You are the one who is going to get married! You are the one who gave birth to a weird baby!"

"Park sister! Your clothes are gone!"

The person named Park Mei was not paying attention for a moment and her clothes slipped away along the water flow. Park Mei hurried over to catch them.

She successfully grabbed the clothes in the area of ​​the bamboo forest where the water flow was slower. When she was about to let out a long sigh, she turned around and saw a hand floating on the water.