Living in this world, everyone has their own identity, even if there is a blank behind them, they will have a name.

And someone can call out that name when they recognize you!

Yin Lai knew why she was upset, she was afraid that the moment of returning to nothingness would come, and when she tried her best to change, she found that the moment had come inexorably.

She opened her mouth to say something, but her voice seemed to be lost.

yes, what should she say? What can a personality that appears more inexplicably and wonderfully than jumping out of a stone?

Yan Zheng put the kettle back on the counter, and a puddle of water accumulated on the ground, but fortunately it did not flow elsewhere.

From just now, his eyes were fixed on her face, and his mood became heavier and heavier, so he could only try to restrain his emotions and clasp her wrist and walk to the balcony.

"You already knew it was me?" Yin Lai asked as he stepped through the door to the balcony.

Yan Zheng let go of her and turned to face her, looking at her calm and lonely face, and didn't speak for a long time.

She looked at his deep and quiet eyes, and asked, "Not only this body, but even the identity I have to snatch away now, aren't you angry?"

His throat was a little dry, and he swallowed it to recover a little, but said, "That's not what you really want to know." ”

"You know me well?" Yin Lai immediately answered, and at the same time took a step closer, narrowing the distance between the two, "How much do you know, you have to choose Fang Miao's side so easily, you tell me?"

She looked at him with eager and angry eyes, but she didn't mean to take it back.

Yan Zheng looked directly at her with calm eyes, and said calmly: "I know your pain and hatred clearly, why should you choose Fang Miao? Because your resentment is not a reason to make her disappear." ”

Yin Lai's expression suddenly stiffened on his face: "What about me? When Fang Miao prides himself on facing those things bravely, I will no longer be of use, and I can only sleep obediently?"

She had burst into tears when she said this, her body still stiff, like a warrior clinging to her last territory.

"I had always wished someone would recognize me, and when you appeared, I thought I would be the one favored by the heavens. Now it seems that you are the last knife that Fang Miao stuck in my chest!"

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, so long that Yan Zheng's face showed a weak emotion, and he reached out with self-denial and gently hugged Yin Lai.

No matter how much she struggled, he could easily hold her until she calmed down.

The placket of her chest was soaked with hot tears in an instant, and she cried, for the first time, in front of him—without a sound, a suppressed cry.

"Why do you have to be loved by others?" Yan Zheng lowered his eyes and said softly, "Even if it is a personality, you must learn to love yourself." ”

Yin Lai sniffed, pushed him away and took a step back, even though she was very nostalgic for this embrace, but now she was still sensible.

Her eyes were hazy with tears: "Love yourself...... When you are hurt by others, you can't fight back, you can't even hate, how can you love?"

Yin Lai tilted his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "For you people, including Fang Miao, I always think that there is some misfortune in luck. ”

"Unfortunately, there was a fatality, but fortunately, there is a chance to start over. Misfortune is misfortune, and what she thinks is fortunate is based on my misfortune. ”

"How can you understand my feelings?" she tilted her head against the door frame, looking depressed and lonely.

It's not jealousy and unwillingness, she just wants to give the past a knife, just as a cut for herself, but this knife was stopped.

Yin Lai drove away in the middle of the night, and she didn't think of where to go, as long as she could escape from that memory.

The car drove all the way to the edge of City A and turned off, all the strong support was suddenly gone, Yin Lai took off her shoes and curled up in the driver's seat, her arms around herself, the feeling of not being able to advance or retreat grabbed her fiercely, so that the whole person was more vulnerable and embarrassed than usual.

Recently, the weather changed, the cold wind blew through the window, she tightened herself together, the invisible pain hidden deep in her mind almost made her tense consciousness nerves tend to break, fear and helplessness like the tide of the evening tide intensified, but the expression on her face was still forbearance and restraint.

"I know your pain and hatred very well, why did you choose Fang Miao? Because your resentment is not a reason to make her disappear. ”

Yan Zheng's words echoed in her ears, she never thought that his words could force her into such a situation, not only painful, but even the next second could make her die, it was an incomparably painful pain for her in this world.

Yin Lai's expression froze together, and after a moment of froze, she hugged her head and let out a low roar, followed by an overwhelming pain, so painful that she wanted to dig out those painful memories from her brain.

"Why, even so, is he looking at you, why? Why ......" she hissed, struggling with the voice in her consciousness.

It was raining incessantly outside, the trees on both sides were desolate, and the air was several times colder than in winter.

The cold wind pierced every inch of Yin Lai's skin like a sharp blade soaked in poison, and the struggle between the two consciousnesses seemed to drain her strength at this moment, and the whole person was lying on her back on the driver's seat, her face was like ashes, and her whole body was still trembling.

"The power of love is really great, it can make you break through my suppression, what about me?"

She said in a wooden voice, gently closed her eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down her face.

After another heavy rain, the whole city was bright and clean, and on this day, Wu Ze took his fiancée to worship his father, Wu Le.

Kowtowed, Wu Ze took the girl's hand, his face was filled with a happy smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"Dad, I'm getting married. He shook the hand of the two holding together at the portrait on the tombstone, "Shu Yan is Uncle Li's daughter, I know you won't mind." ”

Li Shuyan turned her head to look at him, "Really? My mother said she wouldn't attend our wedding, uncle......" She looked at the last photo, "Will he really bless us?"

"Of course, I mentioned you to my dad when he was still there, and he was very satisfied with you being his daughter-in-law. Wu Ze touched the top of the girl's head and smiled softly.

After worshipping, the two walked out talking and laughing, Wu Zezheng smiled heartily, and his eyes inadvertently turned to see his acquaintance.

When the two sides approached, he politely called: "Lawyer Fang." ”

Fang Miao bowed his head, first swept the girl beside him, and then said, "The weather is good today, I'll pay tribute to Mr. Wu." ”

"We've just finished paying our respects. Wu Ze nodded understandingly, with an apologetic look on his face, "I went to you rashly that day and made such an impulsive move, I'm sorry." ”

Fang Miao smiled formulaically: "It's okay, I always forget little things quickly." ”

"Will that lawyer come to our wedding tomorrow?"

"Of course. ”

She returned happily, Wu Ze didn't say anything else, and left with someone.

Behind him, Fang Miao slowly restrained her smile, her eyes indifferent and cold.

In front of the tombstone, there was still a white chrysanthemum brought by Wu Ze, Fang Miao put his own bunch next to him, looking at the gray photo with a smile, his pupils gradually tightened.

"Why do you, who have been crying out for injustice, admit all the charges in the indictment before the final trial?"

This is a puzzle that Fang Miao can't solve, and it's also a piece of her heart.

Wu Le knew what was waiting for him once he was convicted of murder, and why he chose to take all the responsibility himself.

Is there any hidden reason for heart attack and death?

Fang Miao touched the knuckles of her fingers, unhurried: "I believe that the answer should be known soon." ”

She walked out of the cemetery, and after getting in the car, she first called Meng Chaoge.

"Miao Miao, is it really you?" Meng Chaoge asked tentatively.

"It's me. Fang Miao replied affirmatively, focusing on the Rolls-Royce in front of her that was shaking from time to time: "Help me prepare a dress, the wedding invitation is in the first drawer under my desk, and send these to the address I will send you later." ”

Meng Chaoge is very good at grasping the key points: "Are you going to attend Wu Ze's wedding?

"Yes, I haven't taken on any new cases at the moment, so you don't have to worry about work, just do what I ask. ”

"Good. ”

After arranging this, Fang Miao started the car and left, when he passed the Rolls-Royce, a man with an open shirt in the car looked up, but only saw a blurred side face, and the next second he was wrapped around his neck by a slender arm, his erect upper body was pulled down, and the car shook again.

"What's the matter with you, you can get distracted?"

"No, I think the guy just now looks familiar. ”

"Women?"

"I don't see it clearly...... Look at you jealous again, it looks like I'm going to have to give you peace of mind. ”

Ending the call, Meng Chaoge looked at Yan Zheng with a heavy face next to him, and said thoughtfully: "It's Miao Miao, that's right, it's just that she is very strange, as if she is preparing a plan that we don't know." ”

Yan Zheng lowered his eyes and was silent, and then he heard Meng Chaoge say again: "If Miao Miao really remembers, then will she do anything to hurt herself?"

Hearing this, Yan Zheng's right eyelid jumped a few times, and after a while, he replied in a firm tone: "No, she may not have been sure before, but now she can handle these things." ”

Meng Chaoge sighed and meditated in his heart: It's good that nothing really will happen.

At this time, the mobile phone vibrate, and Fang Miao sent the address of a hotel.

"Then I'll go to the law firm to get the invitation card first, and the dress will be chosen by Dr. Yan. ”

Yan Zheng nodded, and suddenly remembered something, and just as he was about to speak, Meng Chaoge said it for him.

"Isn't Doctor Yan still unclear about Miao Miao's size?"

“……”

Meng Chaoge sent things over at night, and Fang Miao opened the door to let people in.

"Miao Miao, don't say that you really just went to the wedding. Meng Chaoge sat on the edge of the bed, as if he was interrogating someone.

Fang Miao didn't speak, lowered her head and unfolded her dress.

Meng Chaoge didn't ask any more acquaintances, "The dress was chosen by Yan Zheng for you." With that, she looked at her quietly.

As soon as his subordinates' movements stopped, Fang Miao's mood was sluggish, and after a few seconds, he asked as usual, "Did he say anything?"

"He said, what he wants to say to you, right here. ”

Yes, there is...... Fang Miao forcibly endured the thoughts surging in her heart, and slowly stretched out her hand to continue to unfold the dress, and when the clothes were completely displayed in front of her eyes, the white card was also revealed.

Inexplicably, his eyes were sour, and his eyes were covered by a layer of mist.

"Now that the things have been delivered, I'll go. Meng Chaoge got up, looked at Fang Miao's thin figure, and couldn't bear to ask: "I will support you in whatever you do, but you must not hurt yourself as a price." ”

The door opens and closes, keeping all sound out.

For some reason, Fang Miao hesitated when she unfolded the card, probably in this most vulnerable and sensitive period, she lost her courage, whether it was facing the people around her, or facing this person who was the most important to her.

In the middle of the night, Yan Zheng was still sitting in the study, with a professional book on the law. Since when did he also need to find a person's shadow from these things?

This night was full of stars, the stars were bright, Yan Zheng stood alone by the window, and a long time passed, so long that his back was stiff and lonely.

He had been waiting for a phone call all night, and just as he was about to give up, the phone screen finally lit up.

When connected, Fang Miao's hand holding the phone tightened: "Haven't you slept yet?"

Yan Zheng's "um" voice, his voice hoarse: "I'm waiting for your call." ”

After finishing speaking, he seemed to chuckle, and before Fang Miao could hear clearly, he heard a slightly softer voice from the other end:

"Do you like the dress?"

Asked about the dress, Fang Miao subconsciously touched the long black skirt close to her hand, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

"Like. ”

Yan Zheng was still looking at the night scene, and there was already a smile in his eyes: "What about the card?"

"I've seen it too. Fang Miao's heart was moved, but she opened her mouth lightly: "Your words are very beautiful." ”

There was a sudden silence on the phone, as if even the sound of the wind had stopped.

Thinking that he was in a mood, Fang Miao was thinking about how to get the words back, and the low and warm voice fell back to his ears at this moment.