Hidden Assassin: Section 265 farewell

The Zhou bonfire burned, and the crowd fell into an indescribable silence. After the phase of silence, there was a burst of laughter. At this time, only from the horrified eyes of everyone, we can understand that this silence obviously does not carry that kind of silence. As for the follow-up effect, Mike and Gamer, who fell on the ground at this time, looked up at the figure of the young man, and Shirley, who was kneeling on the ground while pulling the corner of his clothes behind Jiaming, could not stand up yet, covering with one hand. He kept his mouth open, looking at the big iron box and the debris that was thrown down constantly, muttering in his mouth: “oh-my-d……oh-my-d……”

“Cough…cough…”

For a long while, there was an abrupt coughing only from the workshop where everyone was breathing. Turning back, Yahan looked at this side in a daze, coughing slightly, and rubbing her chest with her hand—she was choked by the saliva. .

Standing there, Jia Ming took a deep breath, with a faint smile on his face.

From the perspective of ordinary people, it is really satisfying vanity to be looked at by so many people with surprise or awe. This kind of vanity can only bring a faint sense of powerlessness. She pulled up Shirley behind her hand and patted her shoulder: “Good fight, keep working hard.” He walked towards Yahan.

On the other side, Yahan patted her chest and stared at him blankly. Her smiling eyes were a little surprised and strange. She knew that Jia Ming was great before, but she had never seen him when he actually made a move. To this level of inhumanity.

Gently, he took her hand.

“Uh, you…”

“We should go now.”

“Huh? Where to go…”

“Get out of here.”

No one was talking around, but when the two of them held hands and walked out of the factory, the few people in front of them subconsciously stepped aside. When passing by Mike, Yahan turned her head, smiled and stretched out her hand to wave a little to express thanks and goodbye. Soon, the two disappeared into the snow-covered world under the gaze of everyone…

Leaving the town, they used a tent to stay in the nearby snow-covered mountain forest for one night that night. Without the hustle and bustle of the city, or even any artificial traces, they cleared the snow in the woods, and then lit a bonfire. The night sky after the snow was cloudless. Through the forest skeleton composed of straight tree trunks, you can clearly see the sky. Twinkling stars.

With Jiaming’s rich knowledge of field life, he has prepared everything in advance. The night was not cold, of course, due to Yahan’s physical problems, the two just hugged each other and slept for one night. the next day. The two returned to New York, and the whole city was full of the warm atmosphere of Christmas.

Due to the snow stoppage, the originally grounded flights have re-taken off at this time, but the temporary limelight has returned to the United States. Castro has just died. If he takes a plane, it is difficult to guarantee that Zhuang will risk being completely taken by the US government. What outrageous things do the risk of suppression do. The matter of returning home was arranged by Yanhuang Awakening. On this day, the two spent a day shopping in the most prosperous stores in downtown New York. In the evening, Yanhuang Awakening had arranged an ocean freighter to return home secretly in the form of smuggling. After nine o’clock in the evening, Jia Ming and Yahan broke up temporarily and drove to Salier Manor alone.

Crossed the fence, sneaked through the heavily guarded small squares and gardens, and sneaked into the second floor of the villa. Everything in the room he was staying in was the same as yesterday, even the bedding was messy, still the same as when he left more than two days ago.

I pushed the window and entered, passing the room and entering the corridor inside the villa, he smelled a faint smell of alcohol, the sound of TV series was faintly heard, and the heating seemed to be insufficient. When I came to the corner of the stairs in the corridor, the light in the living room below was off, but the TV was on. The light shining brightly on a small area in the living room, and then he saw Marilyn on the sofa.

In the beating light of the TV, he walked over quietly, wearing a thin nightdress, and the blonde woman seemed to fall asleep curled up on the sofa.

Western women are prone to aging. Many women will quickly become bloated after giving birth. Even if it is not too obvious, their waist circumference will often be a circle larger than others, and when they are thirty years old, their faces will become bloated. The appearance of wrinkles, spots, and sagging skin are much faster than those in the East. However, perhaps related to life experience, these symptoms that make people appear aging did not show any clues in Marilyn’s body.

She has passed her thirtieth birthday, and her skin is still as smooth and delicate as a girl, with a slender waist, slender and **** legs, and a plump but not bloated breast. She had already given birth to Heidi for Tang Jingyao when she was more than ten years old. Since then, she has been living a lonely and deep solitary life in the United States. In the past few years after being rescued by Jia Ming in 1995, she began to contact the outside world. While the whole person became mature and autonomous, the body remained as vigorous as a girl. But at this time, it seemed that this still **** and attractive body also had an unprecedented haggard like death.

The nightdress was a bit messy, and the alcohol was all around. She lay there curled up, frowning in her sleep, and her blond hair was scattered on her side in a mess. When Jia Ming approached, she was lying on the edge of the sofa. The left hand trembled slightly, and with a bang, a wine bottle fell to the ground, and half a bottle of wine poured out wantonly, soaking the surrounding carpet. The coffee table in front is now filled with several whisky bottles that have been drunk.

Walking over and picking up the wine bottle and putting it on the coffee table, he squatted on the sofa and watched her sleeping. This was the first time I saw this from her.

I remember more than three years ago, in Jianghai, after Tang Jingyao died, she wanted to commit suicide and was stopped by him. That should be the most painful moment in her life, but after that, she chose to seduce a child To forget the pain, even then, he had never seen her become what she is today.

Perhaps just as love cannot be a lifelong guarantee, responsibility and accommodation can make people grow old together, so they lose the trust of the soul

It’s even sadder to go to love someone. Three years ago, he saw a silky woman who could not survive because of sustenance. He once thought that this silkworm would become mature later. At least it will reduce a certain sense of dependence, but now it seems that this strain of silk has become more dependent and hopeless…

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He seldom sighed, because there were few things that would really make him feel helpless, but at this time, after all, he sighed softly, and it was hard to tell what it felt like. Before her eyes, Marilyn squeezed her body again. There was a slight tremor. Jiaming stood up, found the remote control of the air conditioner in the living room, and adjusted the temperature to a higher level. When he turned his head, the figure on the sofa sat up somehow, staring at him ghostly.

Jia Ming didn’t have too many surprises, and there seemed to be confirming whether he was an illusion. Neither party spoke for a while. For a moment, Marilyn suddenly tilted her head to one side, vomiting wowly, and an unpleasant smell of alcohol and acid rot filled the living room. Jia Ming picked up the small trash can and walked over, then patted her on the back.

The overwhelming vomiting lasted for about half a minute. After a little regained breath, Marilyn turned her head and said, “You, really are…” Immediately, Jia Ming was holding a napkin to wipe her mouth and blocked her words. .

“I have a few hours to leave the United States. Come and see you.”

Jia Ming said lightly, and after a while of silence, Marilyn said as if to cry, “I’m sorry…”

“No. The last time I didn’t explain it, it was actually my fault…you are right…”

Marilyn described her haggardly and shook her head, her thoughts were still a bit confused, and she didn’t seem to know how to answer: “Heidi… Heidi was asleep, I coaxed her for a long time… Finally fell asleep, I Just… I’ll call her down. Wait for her, you must see her… She has been crying for more than a day…”

She struggled to get up, and then fell weakly again. Jia Ming shook her head: “Let’s wait, don’t worry.” She reached out and hugged her, Marilyn was full of alcohol. A little bit of vomiting filth splashed on the nightdress. It smelled like a beggar or drunkard living in a dark alley in New York. While holding her upstairs, Marilyn held her tightly with both hands. Arm. As if he might disappear at any time. Muttering in his mouth: “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

“You seem to be getting heavier.” Jia Ming joked.

Entering Marilyn’s room, Jiaming walked into the bathroom and filled the bathtub with hot water, but when she was about to put her down, Marilyn shook her head as if frightened: “You need to take a warm bath. Take a shower, don’t worry, I won’t go.”

Marilyn still held his hand stubbornly, looked at him and said softly: “You help me wash it.”

For the two of them, this is not a taboo thing. Jia Ming put her in hot water, took off her soaked nightdress and underwear for her, picked up a bath towel and scrubbed her body. When he smiled and said, “Except for Heidi, I have never done anything like this for anyone, and you are not a kid.” Marilyn scrubbed herself, but still let him accompany him.

She was weak and drunk. She was shaking when she stood up. The steam was steaming and she was in a trance. After finally taking a bath, Jia Ming wrapped her whole body in a big bath towel and hugged her. On the bed, curled up next to him for a long time, Marilyn asked weakly: “Do you want me?”

“Well, I need land.”

This unhesitating answer made her feel relieved. She was completely covered in a large bath towel, and she leaned close to Jia Ming, curled up next to him. Although Jia Ming looks like a teenager, she is already a fully mature and independent woman. However, there may be few shots that can show the concept of the word “Xiaoniaiyiren” in contrast. He said a few words on the bed. When he said Heidi, Jia Ming waved his hand at the door: “Come in.”

The door was gently opened, and what appeared there was the little girl with her head down and her face full of panic and haggard. She pulled her fingers gently on the corners of her clothes, and there seemed to be tears on her face. Maybe The gentleness of the movement was not noticed, she was not wearing shoes, and her small barefoot was rubbing helplessly.

After hesitating for a moment, she entered the room timidly. Marilyn subconsciously sat upright, pulled the towel on her body, and left Jiaming a little bit. However, Heidi did not rush towards Jiaming as usual. Instead, he bypassed Jiaming, climbed onto the bed, and sat next to her mother. Marilyn reached out and hugged her.

Lightly touched Heidi’s head, Jia Ming laughed: “I don’t dislike you, but there are some things, you are too young to understand.”

“Sorry…”

“I said~IndoMTL.com~I don’t like you.”

“You don’t like me, you like mother.” The girl muttered softly, and in her grieving tone, she still seemed to be unwilling, “I can’t grab her…”

I don’t know how to answer this. Marilyn can only hold her daughter silently and look at Xiang Jiaming in a flustered look, but Jiaming smiles: “I won’t tell the children, you are also dirty. Xixi, let’s take a hot bath. I have two hours left. Before that, I will help you get some food.”

He got out of bed as he said, and then went out of the corridor, and pulled the door backhand. The mother and daughter on the bed looked at the closed door, and Marilyn whispered: “Go take a bath.” Heidi nodded, When she got off the bed, she yanked, and Marilyn ran into the bathroom with her big towel in a soft cry, and slammed the door shut.

** Sitting on the bed with her body, Marilyn didn’t know for a moment whether it was laughing or annoyed, or worrying about her daughter. After a while, she had to get out of bed weakly and go to the closet to find clothes to put on. In the bathroom, Little Heidi was holding the bath towel with a mischievous smile on her face, but the tears were already falling down. For a moment, she bit the thick bath towel, trembling, and cried silently. Leaning against the wall, slowly sliding down……