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Forty-eight stories of time(2/2)

"But, you were only..." Chen Xi wanted to speak but stopped.

"I'm only seventeen years old, right?" Zhong Ling smiled, "There are many people who get married at the age of fifteen or sixteen. What's this? Besides, I'm already twenty now. I just got my marriage certificate last month. I'm here to find you when I have free time. I'll be happy!"

"Yeah!" Chen Xi nodded slightly and stopped talking.

Everyone's path is different, maybe, this is a good thing.

However, she felt something was wrong, and she couldn't say what it was.

"Let's go, go for breakfast!" Zhong Ling activated the accelerator, "In the past, I'll treat you to the old place!"

The red Land Rover moved slowly with a giggle, and soon stopped at the door of a small restaurant.

"Nothing has changed here, but we have all changed!"

When he got out of the car, Zhong Ling murmured to herself, and then a sweet smile immediately appeared on her face, "Boss, open two fried dough sticks, two bowls of porridge, and two tea eggs!"

Chen Xi said nothing, followed Zhong Ling silently and found a seat to sit down.

"Well, it's not bad, it's still the same taste!" After serving breakfast, Zhong Ling couldn't wait, picked up the chopsticks and ate with relish.

Chen Xi looked at her with complicated eyes.

She never moved her chopsticks.

During a silence, Zhong Ling finished eating and smiled slightly.

Regardless of Chen Xi's expression, she said to herself: "Do you still remember the song we often sang?"

Zhong Ling said, not caring about everyone's eyes, picked up the chopsticks, gently tapped the table, and began to sing:

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the sunset in winter.

My melancholy youth, as a young man, once thought so ignorantly.

Time takes away the songs of the four seasons, and I sing gently.

In the poems of wind, flowers, snow and moon, I am growing up every year.

The story of the flowing water taking away time has changed a person, in the sentimental and first-time youth...

The distant journey, the dreams of yesterday, and the laughter of the far away.

When we met again, how many journeys have we gone through?

You are no longer the familiar you, but have the fanatical dreams of the past.

I was not as familiar to me as before, but I still had a smile.

The story of flowing water taking away time has changed us, and it is in the sentimental and first-time youth…”

"The story of time!" As Zhong Ling's voice slowly fell, Chen Xi murmured to himself, with a lot of melancholy.

At this moment, she finally knew what had changed.

"Xiaoxi, didn't you ask me just now, why didn't I come to see you for three years?" Zhong Ling suddenly said, rolling up her sleeves.

"Sister!" Chen Xi exclaimed, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

What did she see?

Zhong Ling's arms were covered with scars and bruises, which were shocking.

"This is the so-called wealthy family, a group of perverts! They are all in me!"

Zhong Ling lowered her sleeves and said with a slight silence, "My father sold me, like goods. For three years, I have been beaten and scolded every day. My father never said a word to me. Every time I come to see me, I never ask about my life or death. I am like a dog, begging for mercy in front of the family. He came to ask for money, and after getting the money, he left happily!"

"Sister!" Chen Xi cried, heartache as if it was a knife.

"Sister is fine!"

Zhong Ling stretched out her hand and wiped Chen Xi's tears, "Do you know? God is fair. His mother died of illness a year ago, and he just got a marriage certificate with me last month. Guess what? He hung clothes on the balcony, and when he didn't pay attention, he slid and fell to death! Now, I am the only one in this family, and everything is mine, the house, the car, and the company are mine, so, at the first time, I will come to see you, you are my only relative..."

"You!" Chen Xi opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.

Looking at Zhong Ling, she couldn't help but feel creepy.

She finally knew something was wrong.

"I want to pick you up to my house!" Zhong Ling said, "We are good sisters, mine is yours. You are so talented. In the future, I will give you half of the shares to you. You don't have to work hard to go up the mountain to collect herbs, let alone worry about your aunt's illness. If you can't cure it in Chengdu, you will go to Beijing and Shanghai for treatment. If not, go abroad..."

"No!" Chen Xi growled and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Xiao Xi, you..." Zhong Ling's body froze, and then her face suddenly turned pale, and she smiled bitterly, "Xiao Xi, have you ignored me? We are good sisters!"

Chen Xi gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Forget it, forgot!" Zhong Ling shook her head vigorously, looked at Chen Xi deeply, and turned around and left.

"My phone number is left on the table. If you have any need, say it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Ling had already gotten into the car. When the accelerator moved, the red Land Rover disappeared into Chen Xi's eyes.

"Sister, your mother-in-law and your husband, you murdered it, right?"

Chen Xi held his head in great pain, "What I saw from your eyes is full of hatred. How could you tell me to follow you?"
Chapter completed!
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