Chapter 198: Wish you lost your life and walked to me (8)

The congested street became smoother. The countless vehicles behind He Jichen's car screamed desperately, but they didn't make him cry.
Until the end, someone got out of the car, walked in front of him, patted his shoulder, and grumbled to remind: "Hey, buddy, please don't block the road, okay?"
He Jichen noticed the touch of others and slowly pulled his gaze back. He looked at the person reminding him for a while, and then he slowly reacted to what happened. Then he apologized and said "Sorry", hurriedly Sit in the car and drive forward with the traffic.
After driving for about ten minutes, He Jichen held the steering wheel with trembling fingertips, parked the car on the side of the road, then covered his sore chest and lay on the steering wheel.
I'm sorry, I'm really sorry...Although he knows, how many times he says sorry now, he can't make up for the harm he caused to her, but since this time, he didn't know how many times these three were repeated to her in his dream word.
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In the first half of the winter vacation, Ji Yi stayed at home every day. Basically, except for sleeping and eating, he lived with mixed food and died.
In the past, during the Spring Festival, Ji Yi and his family had all been in Beijing. This year, the mother of Ji was on a whim and arranged the Spring Festival in Hainan, where the spring is blooming.
Ji Yi and his family took Hainan Airlines to Hainan from Beijing on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.
As the year approaches, the number of flights is relatively high. Due to air traffic control, the flight that Ji Jia took was delayed by half an hour, and it was eight o'clock in the evening when he arrived in Hainan.
Ji father ordered the car in advance, the family finished the luggage, and walked out of the airport, they met the driver holding the sign to pick up.
In the taxi, there is a mobile TV, all of which broadcast entertainment news.
Ji Yi and Ji Mu were sitting on the rear seats, the windows were falling, the temperature was right, and the wind was blowing head-on, giving a very comfortable feeling. Ji Yi, who was a long-distance flight, was a little tired and closed his eyes. Awake.
When the car drove for about ten minutes, Ji Mu suddenly hit Ji Yi's arm.
Ji Yi opened his eyes and saw his mother pointing at the car TV directly in front.
She turned her eyes subconsciously and looked around. Before she could clearly see what was playing on the car TV, her mother's voice came over: "Xiao Yi, look, isn't this Ji Chen?"
As the mother's voice settled, the first to hit Ji Yi's eyes was the big poster of the film "Wangcheng" she made in October, and then she reacted afterwards. Today is the premiere of "Wangcheng" .
A row of people stood in front of the poster, and Ji Yi saw He Jichen in a tall suit wearing a suit.
Liang Dao, who was standing next to him, was holding a microphone and was talking.
The in-vehicle TV was silent, and Ji Yi looked at the subtitles, knowing that what Liang Dao said was all some hopeful words like "Wangcheng".
Probably the photographer saw He Jichen's outstanding appearance, and gave him several close-up shots. For a while, he didn't think about Jiji He, and his expression became somewhat frozen.
Mother Ji didn't notice the strangeness of Ji Yi, and she chattered aside: "It turns out that Ji Chen came to Beijing to toss about the movie. That little memory, isn't this just related to you? Have you usually contacted? Ji Chen? I think he is quite good now, maybe he can help you..."