Yi Wanjun pulled Yi Nian out of the dining room and walked straight upstairs, and then the two came to Yi Nian's room, and with a "bang", the door was closed by Yi Wanjun. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, Yi Nian frowned and asked, "Mom, don't you want to rest, why did you get to my room?"

She was very puzzled, how could her mother be so abnormal today, her face was not good, and her eyes seemed to be full of sadness.

Hearing this, Yi Wanjun just sighed silently with a pale face, took Yi Nian's hand, and the mother and daughter sat on the sofa.

Yi Wanjun let out another long sigh, looked at Yi Nian with far-reaching eyes, raised her hand to brush a strand of hair scattered around her ear behind her ear, and then gently rubbed Yi Nian's smooth and white face, delicate and smooth as milk. "In a flash, nineteen years have passed, and my Xiao Nian will be twenty years old in a few months. ”

Yi Wanjun's loving eyes stared at Yi Nian's still slightly immature face, trying to find the shadow of her biological father Yi Huisheng on Yi Nian's face,

But it was still in vain, she didn't look like him, she didn't look like herself, if she hadn't been taken out of her delivery room, I'm afraid even she would have doubted it.

Mo Huisheng, the one who hurt himself deeply at the beginning, but he was willing to give his precious life, just to keep himself and Yi Nian in his womb safe.

He loved desperately and carried away with love, but it was this heavy love that suffocated her to the point that she couldn't bear it, and in the end he paid a terrible price for this forced love.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yi Nian was confused by Yi Wanjun, what the hell is going on, why do you still feel the passage of time?

Yi Wanjun's distant thoughts were pulled back by Yi Nian's crisp voice. "Xiao Nian, do you really like Zhizhuo?"

Yi Wanjun's question was simple and direct, she really didn't want Yi Nian and Shen Zhizhuo to repeat the mistakes she made with Yi Huisheng back then.

Yi Nian pursed her lips and looked at Yi Wanjun's serious and serious question, she tilted her head and thought for a while, nodded, and replied equally seriously: "Well! I like him." ”

"Does Zhizhuo like you?" Yi Wanjun looked her in the eye, as if to see her heart.

"Do you like me?" Yi Nian chewed on these words, and habitually pursed her lips, blinking a few times with her star-like bright contact lenses and looking at Yi Wanjun.

After thinking about it for a while, Yi Nian said disapprerovitously: "It's good that I like him." ”

"But, Xiao Nian, feelings are a matter of two people, and it is not enough to just like it unilaterally by yourself. And... One-sided love not only hurts oneself, but also causes distress to others.

There is nothing sweeter in this world than love, but it is also what can destroy a person. Your attachment will disturb Zhizhuo's life, and it will also change your own destiny, and your feelings cannot be forced. ”

Speaking of this, there was already a mist in Yi Wanjun's eyes. All kinds of things, as if it were yesterday, all the pain and suffering, and the loss of young life, are all because of the word "love".

The marks of being wounded by it cannot be erased even by the almighty time, but people choose to cover up the deepest scars in their hearts with forgetting. If you don't touch it, it won't hurt, and once you reveal it, it will still bleed.

But when Yi Nian heard his mother's words, he smiled confidently, "It won't be just my unrequited love, since I like him, I will definitely make him like me, even if he doesn't like me, I won't give up, he can only be my boyfriend." ”

Yi Nian raised her beautiful face confidently and arrogantly, her expression deeply pierced Yi Wanjun's heart, twenty years ago, Yi Nian's biological father also used this same tone and expression to open the grievances and hatred of their previous generation.

And what Yi Wanjun doesn't want is for Yi Nian to experience this kind of bumpy love. She only hopes that she can harvest the perfect love. And all this seems to have gone against Yi Wanjun's wish with the arrival of Shen Zhizhuo.

Yi Wanjun took a deep breath and held back her tears so that her tears didn't fall, "Xiao Nian, can't you see that Zhizhuo doesn't have any good feelings for you at all?" She really wanted to pull Yi Nian out of the fog in time. Otherwise, she must be the one who is hurt the most.

"Just because you don't have a good feeling now doesn't mean you won't have a good feeling in the future, so it's not a problem. Yi Nian is still confident.

Yi Nian looked at her mother's speechless gaze locked on herself, stuck out her tongue mischievously, threw herself into her arms, sniffed the elegant and fragrant smell on her body, and said coquettishly: "Okay, okay, my dearest mother, I know what you're worried about, I will make him like me, and I will be happy, so, please support me, okay?"

Yi Nian raised her face, expecting Yi Wanjun to nod.

Yi Wanjun gently stroked her soft hair, "Xiao Nian, don't force it, don't hurt each other." ”

"Well, I know!" Yi Nian got up and left Yi Wanjun's embrace, "Mom, you can rest in my room! That...... I'll go down first, I'm so hungry!"

"Hmm!" Yi Wanjun responded with a wry smile as she watched her leave the room.

Watching Yi Nian's pretty figure leave, Yi Wanjun murmured with sadness in her eyes: "Hey...... What should I do, how can I spare this daughter who is as stubborn as you from being emotionally wounded!"

Yi Wanjun emptied her gaze to the deep sky outside the window, haunted by sadness.

A man walked through a road full of thorns and traps, and when he stood at the intersection covered with scars and reminded the people who were about to walk on this road how dangerous this road was, and that they should choose the way to go, they did not listen to his persuasion and insisted on stepping on the road full of dangers. The lucky ones return to their places covered with scars, while the unfortunate ones are forever trapped there and tormented.

Yi Wanjun is the one who stands at the intersection covered in scars to remind others, and Yi Nian is the one who is desperate and insists on going his own way, but I don't know if she is the scarred person who is lucky to come out, or the poor person who is unfortunate and trapped in place forever.

Yi Nian couldn't understand the deep meaning of Yi Wanjun's words at this time, she likes it, she has to have it, she likes Shen Zhizhuo, she won't stop because he doesn't like it, she will make him like her, no matter what.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Yi Nian didn't know what kind of abyss of pain would push her into the abyss of pain at this time, and she would not regret this attachment at that time?

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Yi Nian went downstairs and returned to the restaurant, but saw Shen Hongyuan's father and son eating relatively wordlessly, both of them were extremely elegant and noble.

Shen Hongyuan saw Yi Nian who had returned to the restaurant, so he put down his chopsticks and asked, "Xiao Nian, is your mother okay?"

"It's okay, rest in the room. Laneige, go and let the kitchen stew a bowl of lotus seed soup and send it to my mother. After Yi Nian finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

"Okay. Laneige replied.

And Shen Zhizhuo never raised his eyes to look at Yi Nian who was sitting opposite him.

Yi Nian looked at Shen Zhizhuo, who lowered his eyes and ate by himself, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked an evil arc, and then he raised his lips, raised his tone, and said in an arrogant tone: "I want to eat that, you clip it to me." She lifted her chin and pointed to the chicken wings in front of Shen Zhizhuo.